sweet joy

Chapter 39 Song Xixi, Are You Crying?
Seeing that he was about to get up, Song Xixi quickly grabbed his hand: "Tang Zhihuan, a good girl won't call a boy in the middle of the night!"

She said that Tang Zhihuan should understand, right?

Song Xixi blinked her big eyes.

Tang Zhihuan shook off her, packed up the medicine and gauze on the bed, put on the slippers and put them back on the coffee table. He was wearing a black plaid pajamas, and his already good-looking figure showed even more advantages: "What about you?"

"What's wrong with me?" She didn't call boys in the middle of the night when she was in college!
Tang Zhihuan was going to the bathroom to wash the bloodstain on his neck, but he turned back halfway, and put the wound in front of Song Xixi, with a puzzled tone: "Would a good girl bite the neck of the opposite sex every now and then?"

"Well……"

Song Xixi touched his nose in embarrassment, turned his phoenix eyes, and then raised his neck, Tang Zhihuan only felt a strange warm wind from the cochlea, spreading to the whole body instantly like an electric shock.

Before he had time to push her away, he only heard Song Xixi's ambiguous banter: "Of course I'm different, I'm your future wife."

"It's shameless for other girls to call you in the middle of the night, but I'll bite you in the middle of the night, it's called... Tiaoqing."

Tang Zhihuan clicked his tongue, stood straight by the bed and looked at the wanton smile on Song Xixi's face, and couldn't help touching his ears with his hands: "Don't make any excuses for your shamelessness."

After finishing speaking, he quickly walked into the bathroom as if fleeing, and closed the bathroom door behind him.

Song Xixi pouted her small mouth and looked at Tang Zhihuan's cell phone which had fallen on the bed. The top number in the call log was indeed Lu Peijiu, and the call lasted more than 30 minutes.

Tang Zhihuan came out of the bathroom, and Song Xixi had already lay down again.

He turned off the light and came up from the other side, and after a while, a pair of soft little hands appeared on his waist.

"Song Xixi, what are you doing?"

Although they were lying on the same bed, there was a distance of two punches between them, and no one would touch the other.

Tang Zhihuan's body was stiff, and his black eyes were staring at the ceiling above his head. He was obviously very sleepy, but his nerves were extraordinarily awake.

He didn't like this strange feeling.

Song Xixi moved over slowly and leaned on Tang Zhihuan's arm: "What did you and Lu Pei talk about?"

"..."

"Tang Zhihuan, if you hadn't met me now, would you like Lu Peijiu?"

"..."

"Still, even if you met me first, you would still like Lu Peijiu."

Song Xixi was suddenly discouraged, Tang Zhihuan's whole body was tense, and he couldn't notice Song Xixi's change at all, so he took her hand away from his waist: "Song Xixi, can your mind be normal?"

"Tang Zhihuan, I have no brains." After Song Xixi finished speaking, she turned over and turned her back to Tang Zhihuan.

Tang Zhihuan put his hands on the back of his neck, and when he touched the place where Song Xixi had bitten just now, there was still a tingling pain, his black eyes were fixed on the small bulge around him, and he said helplessly, "Does your foot hurt like this?"

"pain."

... "Then you can't lie down properly."

"I don't want to face you right now."

Tang Zhihuan heard a small sob:

"Song Xixi, are you crying?"

He obviously didn't say anything, why did she cry.

Although he didn't understand, knowing that Song Xixi was crying, he also felt a trace of guilt in his heart.

He didn't hear Song Xixi's answer, but his sobbing became louder and louder.

Tang Zhihuan frowned. Sure enough, a woman's heart, a needle in the sea, was gnashing her teeth at him just now, but now she turned around and cried aggrievedly.

After 5 minutes, Song Xixi did not calm down.

Tang Zhihuan sighed, caring about the injury on her foot, straightened her body: "Why are you crying?"

(End of this chapter)