Black fans and idols are married

Chapter 522 You Are Not Song Song (1)

In the middle of the night, An Xiaxia woke up once.

She had a problem with rolling up the quilt. She rolled up half of the quilt, and half of Sheng Yize's body was exposed, but he unconsciously tucked in the quilt for her.

The strings in my heart seemed to be plucked a bit, causing soft | soft waves.

She put the quilt back on Sheng Yize and stared at him in the dim light of the desk lamp.

Sharp-edged lines, sculpture-like facial features, and moles of tears are quite charming under the light.

It looks like a real person.

An idea came out of nowhere, and she actually moved to Sheng Yize's lips and kissed her.

In the next second, his waist was tightly bound, and his deep voice sounded: "Student An, it's wrong to kiss someone secretly."

An Xiaxia was in a daze, feeling like she was caught doing something wrong...

Still a shameful bad thing...

"Well... when did you wake up?"

"What? If I don't wake up, do you still have evil intentions and want to do something to me?" He didn't open his eyes, and there was a husky smile in his voice.

An Xiaxia punched him, pulled back all the quilts, and fell asleep under her body.

Sheng Yize didn't mind, anyway, it wasn't cold whether it was covered or not, so he simply took An Xiaxia who was wrapped in a quilt as a pillow and hugged him in his arms.

"Is there any place you want to go in particular?" He pressed his chin against her little head.

An Xiaxia was puzzled: "Isn't this place pretty good? Why do you want to go somewhere else?"

Sheng Yize was silent for a while, before saying, "If you like it, then you won't go."

Full of doubts, An Xiaxia gradually fell asleep.
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The next day.

After breakfast, Sheng Yize took her around the town.

It has not been developed yet, the folk customs are simple and the scenery is pleasant, it is very suitable for rest and long-term living.

The more he looked, the more familiar An Xiaxia felt.

It was as if she had lived here before.

Could it be that the memories in her mind are not whimsical, but really happened?

Glancing quietly at Sheng Yize's handsome side face, An Xiaxia clenched his fists.

On the way home, the two of them stopped by the vegetable market to buy vegetables. An Xiaxia looked at Sheng Yize wearing a hoodie and sneakers, but carefully choosing the vegetables. An Xiaxia felt unreal.

Walking slowly to the door of the house, An Xiaxia clutched her stomach and screamed that she was hungry. Suddenly, a person stood up on the steps of the door and shouted at Sheng Yize, "Brother Aze!"

Sheng Yize frowned. Sure enough, she really came.

An Xiaxia followed his gaze, and saw Song Qingchen standing in a pavilion, smiling just right.

"Brother Ah Ze, this is where we live together...Aren't you afraid that she will be jealous if you bring An Xiaxia here?" Song Qingchen started to sow discord as soon as he came up, not as calm as before.

An Xiaxia felt as if she had eaten a fly, Sheng Yize asked lightly, "What are you doing here?"

"I just want to relive the old days...I didn't expect you to be here...and bring her..." Song Qingchen showed a sad expression, "When grandma passed away, you didn't come back to see..."

"Then have you come back?" Sheng Yize's smile was as cold as ten thousand years of ice: "I have always been curious, why you have never come back? Grandma Song has been waiting for you for so many years, but what about you? Not a single call was made to her."

Song Qingchen didn't expect to show his feet. He hesitated for a long time without saying anything. Sheng Yize asked another sharp question.

"Song Qingchen, are you really Song Song?"

(End of this chapter)