Raise your wife to be the richest man

Chapter 130 Graduation Ceremony
Liu Piaopiao and the others left.

I don't know why, but Song Ci actually felt a little embarrassed. This kind of embarrassment came from the fact that he had a purpose, but he couldn't say it directly.

He didn't know if he was shy, but he actually hoped that Tang Shi could take the initiative. Obviously, this was impossible, and Tang Shi herself was ashamed.

Blushing, she was still mopping the floor. The wooden floor, which was already clean, was almost reflecting light.

It can be seen that Tang Shi is a little absent-minded, probably waiting for Song Ci to take the initiative. Song Ci is also a coward, and he may not be counseled about other things, but he still can't let go of this matter.

The two had their own ghosts, and they looked at each other at the same time, and when their eyes collided, they avoided eye contact.

For some reason, Tang Shi felt that Song Ci's eyes today were very aggressive, not as gentle as usual, and the signal was too obvious.

Holding the mop, Tang Shi felt that her heart was beating a little fast, a little uncontrollable.

Especially when she sees the bedroom door, this feeling is even more obvious. Unlike many idol dramas, Song Ci didn't give her a chance to say that her aunt is here at a critical moment, and she just picked a time when she moved.

At this moment, my aunt was on the train going back, and Song Ci had planned it long ago, so he never made such a low-level mistake.

The plan is comprehensive, steady, and in a state of being settled.

Because it was too embarrassing, Song Ci thought, find some jokes to read, to ease the mood, so as not to stop the heartbeat long ago, this has not started yet, if it starts, it will explode?
Let yourself calm down first.

Open the video.

[Speaking of Changbanpo, Zhao Zilong sincerely rescued the young master, a white horse, a silver gun, 72 routines, and the water couldn't get in, killing Changbanpo's people on their backs, crying for their father and mother. 】

Huh, this is not bad.

[It's just that Changbanpo is a fuel-efficient lamp. Not only is the moon shy, it's like a flower like a jade, and its figure is first-class, which can be called beautiful]

Song Ci: "."

Tang poetry: "."

What am I listening to?This is Song Ci's question.

what is he listening toThis is the question of Tang poetry.

The two looked at each other, Song Ci wanted to explain, it was a misunderstanding, it wasn't true, he just clicked on the sand sculpture video casually, he didn't expect the content to be so fascinating.

Immediately clicked a switch, Song Ci wanted to hide his embarrassment, mainly because of this situation, listening to these intentions was too suggestive, which is not good.

Even if you are impatient, you can't be known so easily that you are impatient, you have to maintain your demeanor, and you can't be so impatient.

It won't be so embarrassing to watch a joke.

A【Do you have a ru name? 】

B [What is the name of ru? 】

A【When eating milk, the name that is called by others is the ru name. 】

A [It seems that there are, they call me a dead ghost. 】

Song Ci: "."

After hearing this joke, Song Ci was in a bad mood, feeling like God was against him, always making such nasty jokes, what did Tang Shi think?Do you think he did it on purpose?
In fact, he just opened it casually, and he doesn't usually look at these things, and he doesn't know why today, that's all.

Embarrassing cancer has committed.

"You don't look at these things." Tang Shi took the mop in his hand, looked at Song Ci seriously, and then said something lightly.

If you have any ideas, just say it directly. It’s not that you can’t speak, and it’s not that you can’t listen. You have to get used to it sooner or later.
You don't say rest, I say?How irritable do I appear to be?

never.

Suffocate you!
"I may have been monitored by big data. I just wanted to watch the video, but these things were pushed to me." Song Ci thought it was the reason of big data.

After all, big data is like this now. It can always recommend something to you according to your situation. If you say it in the morning, you will recommend it in the evening.

Talk about inflatable toys in the morning, and you will find a lot of links in the evening.

Tang Shi gave him a blank look: "If you hadn't been thinking about these all day, could it recommend you? This is obviously not just a big data problem."

It seems so.

Song Ci stretched out his hand: "Come here for a hug! Don't delay, it's almost reflective."

Tang poetry: "."

I looked at the ground, and it was indeed too clean, so I was thinking about things, but I didn't expect it to be exposed.

After putting away the mop, Tang Shi sat on the sofa next to Song Ci, and he skillfully stretched out his arms to wrap around his waist. Tang Shi felt used to it, and it was always like this. After a long time, she got used to it.

To be honest, except for the last step, she has gone through everything else, not talking about coming in and out, just talking hesitantly, she doesn't change her face.

"Hands, it's starting to be unruly again." Tang Shi patted his hand.

Song Ci laughed.

Rules, I don't talk about rules today, rough people don't follow the rules, and he is the same.

"It's getting late, let's rest first? It's already nine o'clock." Song Ci looked down at the time.

Some speechless Tang Shi looked at him, it was only nine o'clock, so he was ashamed to say that it was not early, how thick-skinned!
You don't even believe this kind of words, do you?
Even though she thought so, Tang Shi agreed happily: "It's really getting late, let's go to bed early!"

The inner complaints can't affect the language in the mouth at all.

Even if Song Ci said at six o'clock that it was getting late, she would also agree that it was getting late, instead of saying that it was still early. Tang Shi knew very well about the ways of the world.

Girls, you have to know a little bit about the world so that you don't say things you shouldn't say.

Seeing her agree to come down, Song Ci got up and turned off the lights. After the lights in the living room were turned off, two puppies were left lying on their stomachs in the kennel, looking at them with wide eyes.

Song Ci pulled Tang Shi and was about to go back to the bedroom. It was getting late, and it was time to turn off the lights and go to bed.

"I haven't washed yet, and neither have you." Tang Shi's voice came.

Song Ci's voice followed closely: "If there is a bathroom in the bedroom, go to the bedroom and wash it. I think we can wash it together. Isn't it advocating water conservation now?"

"Don't even think about it." Tang Shi refused.

It's okay to be a mandarin duck, but it's not good to take a mandarin duck bath. I can't accept such a large scale. Song Ci said some time ago, and she didn't agree.

Tang Shi is a traditional woman.

"Just let me rub your back for you, don't think about it." Song Ci replied.

Still shaking her head, Tang Shi took out her pajamas from the closet, handed Song Ci a set, and then pushed him to the bathroom.

Song Ci objected, he hasn't changed his clothes yet, it will be difficult to change later.

"It's all the same, just take it out after changing, go wash up first." Tang Shi pushed him into the door, and then quietly began to change clothes by herself.

Mainly for the convenience of changing clothes for herself. She is not used to changing clothes in front of Song Ci. She usually changes secretly by herself, and Song Ci is also used to it. Although she would peek occasionally, she didn't see anything.

Women are very strange and contradictory. Song Ci can eat jelly, catch a ball, and bicker. In fact, these are already very intimate, but they have to be separated when changing clothes.

Sometimes, Song Ci doesn't even know where this kind of shyness is, he already knows it, why bother to cover it up?

He quickly washed his hair, washed his hair, took a shower, rinsed his mouth and washed his face, and when Song Ci came out in pajamas, Tang Shi had already changed his clothes.

Looking at the clothes and small clothes on the side, Song Ci looked at Tang Shi silently, and found that she was wearing pajamas, obviously, she could still see some interesting things.

peer to peer.

"Don't stare at me lewdly, I'll go wash up." Tang Shi avoided his sight and went straight to the bathroom.

Song Ci smacked his mouth, regretting that he didn't take a second look.

Never tire of watching.

Viewed horizontally as ridges and laterally as peaks, the distance and height are different. I don't know the true face of Lushan Mountain, only because I am in the two mountains.

Suck!

Throwing himself on the big bed, Song Ci looked at the sleeping lamp and smiled happily.

Just as he was about to check whether he needed to prepare more tissues, Song Ci heard the phone ring.

"Forgot to turn off the phone." Song Ci felt a little regretful.

Whenever there is a big event that needs to shut down the phone, I didn’t do this thing, I was just happy and excited, and I was about to hang up with my mobile phone, only to find out that it was my mother’s call.

After thinking about it, Song Ci still picked up the phone and turned off the phone. She must be in a hurry, and it will be difficult to explain clearly.

"What's wrong, Mom?" Song Ci looked at the screen.

The mother on the opposite side was still the same, looking left and right, and after she finished observing, she looked at Song Ci whose hair hadn't even been blown dry.

She smiled and asked him, "Moved?"

Song Ci nodded. Of course, my mother could see such an obvious thing. If she didn't know it today, she would know it tomorrow.

She looked at the bed again: "Where's Xiao Tang?"

Song Ci looked at the bathroom: "It's washing up, are you looking for her?"

Immediately shaking her head, Song Ci's mother smiled and said yes, she just knew they were still living together, so why are you looking for Tang Shi?Tang Shi was embarrassed, and she was also embarrassed, and she didn't know what to talk about.

It is also the first time for her to face her son's partner, and she is not familiar with the business, so she can't hesitate and haw, so as not to lose her dignity, which is very laborious.

"Just to ask you, how are you doing recently, nothing happened." Song Ci's mother looked at him: "Are you guys going to rest?"

Young people, going to bed early have a big problem, and she knew what was going on after thinking about it.

Although I don't know when the relationship between Song Ci and Tang Shi changed, but it is clear that this relationship is what she wants to see.

"I'm tired from moving today, so I'm going to rest early. I didn't expect you to call." Song Ci replied, "Take care of yourself at home!"

"I know, and so do you."

Song Ci always felt that these words were a bit of a pun, so he agreed without thinking carefully.

After chatting for a short time, Song Ci's mother was ready to hang up the phone. When she hung up, she also told him to be responsible, to treat Tang Shi better, not to be half-hearted, to be down-to-earth with others, and not to let her girl down.

I always felt that these words were not without source, Song Ci thought about it, they probably knew something, it was difficult to explain, so they agreed.

Some things are hard to explain, just know it.

Looking at the hung up phone, Song Ci turned off the phone, and then turned off Tang Shi's phone, and then lay quietly on the big bed, listening to the sound of water flowing from the toilet shower.

In the future, I want to install a one-sided transparent glass, preferably the kind of glass that can see the inside, but the outside cannot be seen from the inside. It must be very interesting.

After checking the preparations, Song Ci leaned against the head of the bed and stared at the bathroom for a long time, feeling that Tang Shi was a little slow.

He thinks so, but Tang Shi doesn't think so.

In the bathroom, she was still seriously washing up, and she was satisfied with the fragrance. She looked left and right, and finally took the pajamas with satisfaction.

Putting the razor in the cabinet, Tang Shicai wiped the mirror covered with water vapor, and looked at her face, which was a little red.

In this case, who is not confused?
A fool would know what was going to happen next. Of course, she couldn't be a fool, so she knew better what was going on. When she got out of this door, she would have to open another door.

Far above the cold mountain, the stone path is slanted, and the Pengmen is now opened for you.

"Huh~!" Tang Shi exhaled, put on slippers, and opened the door.

Looking at Song Ci who was staring at him, his straight eyes were exactly the same as Tang Shi imagined. Sure enough, he already knew a lot about Song Ci.

Seeing her come out, Song Ci patted the quilt.

"You haven't even dried your hair, let me blow it for you." Song Ci held the hair dryer.

Looking at his hair, Tang Shi found that his hair hadn't been dried either: "Aren't you the same?"

After rubbing her hair, Song Ci handed her the hair dryer: "Then blow it for me."

Tang poetry: "."

In the past, she would think it was blowing her hair, but now she doesn't think so, and always feels that Song Ci's words are not right.

She couldn't look directly at many words, such as bragging, she couldn't look directly at them, and it became like this after being with Song Ci.

Those who are close to Zhu are red, those who are close to ink are black, the ancients did not deceive me.

"It's better for you to blow it for me." Tang Shi returned the hair dryer, only to realize that what she said was also very strange.

Having said all that, with the sound of the hair dryer, I felt that Song Ci was drying her hair carefully, and that kind of gentleness made Tang Shi quiet down.

Song Ci said that he is a warm man, but in fact, he is not wrong at all. When crossing the road, he always takes the car. Every time he helps Tang Shi dry his hair, and he always subconsciously picks up food for her when he eats.

Although the details can't speak, many things are hidden in the details, and Tang poetry can see it.

Song Ci treated her with enough respect, enough care, and enough thoughtfulness, gentleness, enthusiasm, and willingness to give. She didn't think that anyone could be better than Song Ci.

"The hair is so nice, long and smooth." Song Ci praised the hair slipping away from his fingertips.

Men like girls with long hair fluttering and waist-length. At least a large part of men have such an aesthetic, and Song Ci also has such an aesthetic.

I think this kind of woman with long hair reaching to the waist is good-looking, with a kind of gentle beauty.

"It's hard to take care of, and it costs a lot of money to grow hair." Tang Shi replied with a smile: "I want to cut it shorter, what do you think?"

"I don't think so, but long hair looks good." Song Ci replied.

Blow dry your hair, tie it up with a hair tie, Song Ci's own hair is almost dry, put down the hair dryer, Song Ci uncovered the quilt.

Turning her head to look at Tang Shi who was a little embarrassed: "You sleep by the window."

Nodding, Tang Shi agreed.

Noticing the blanket prepared by Song Ci, Tang Shi was stunned for a moment, her face turned redder, and her embarrassment became more and more intense.

He didn't say much, just got into the bed like this, then turned his head, and didn't look at Song Ci, which made him feel even more embarrassed.

Feeling that Song Ci was lying down next to her, Tang Shi heard a click, the lights were turned off, and the room was plunged into darkness, the kind where she couldn't see her fingers.

It was dark, and there was a feeling of insecurity. Just thinking about it, Song Ci stretched out his hand, and put it under her neck as usual, and she also fell asleep in Song Ci's arms.

He usually sleeps like this, and when Song Ci's hands become numb, he will pull them out by himself.

Probably, many years later, one suffered from frozen shoulder and the other suffered from cervical spondylosis. At that time, it was unknown whether they would serve each other.

"Are you afraid?" Song Ci asked her.

Some players are already ready to go and soar into the sky.

Tang poetry can feel what it means to be bullish, and it is hard not to feel the obvious things. It is not unheard of to lead the cows to herd the cows, catch the cows and steal the cows.

When I really started bullfighting, I was still a little unaccustomed and uncomfortable.

"If I said I was afraid, would you sleep in peace?" Tang Shi asked back.

Song Ci shook his head.

That's impossible, the arrow is on the string, and it has to be delivered. How can you go back on your promise to graduate?Even when God came, there was no discussion.

"Thousands of troops and horses are all fighting outside the pass, how can they be kidding? Don't force your husband to serve you." When Song Ci spoke, he had already gone up the mountain.

On the top of the mountain, by moving your fingers, you can touch the heartstrings of some people.

It is impossible to regret, and Tang Shi is not that kind of person. In this case, there is no other way, so I have to face the difficulties.

No matter how difficult it is, you have to believe that you can bear it and solve it.

"Slow down!" Tang Shi patted him.

It's really a deer bumping around, Tang Shi can't bear this kind of provocation, it's simply too much, and doesn't even consider whether people can bear it.

Song Ci used one hand to make peace, and another hand to sow discord, and then wandered in the suburbs, faintly visible, indistinct, and she could clearly feel it.

"If you can't, you can't. What's the delay? It hasn't even started yet." Song Ci teased.

Tang poetry: "."

was satirized.

She is not a little sheep either, the Huniu who came out of the mountains is not so hypocritical.

"I'll fight with you!" Tang Shi said aggressively.

It's just a bang, then it declines, and it's exhausted three times.

Song Ci, who was in the right place at the right time and the people, raised a large army to press down on the city like a black cloud. The outlines of the huge siege equipment can be seen, and they can feel that the city gate will be lost soon.

The scout's temptation has already begun, and after passing the moat, they have already arrived outside the city gate.

Tang Shi felt that her breathing rhythm had changed, as if she was in the second half of a run, feeling a little heavy.

When she was being hit, she bit Song Ci, subconsciously, it was indeed a distraction.

Have you ever experienced the feeling of being ripped apart?
That's about it.

The thunder outside the window continued to sound, and the torrential rain poured down, but the room was full of fragrance, and the graduation ceremony began.

(End of this chapter)