sweet joy

Chapter 68

In the end, Song Xixi pressed Tang Zhihuan on the bed, and tried to pull the first button of his collar.

His hand was held down, and there was silent doubt in his big eyes.

Tang Zhihuan chuckled, and looked at her frankly: "It's fine."

"What?" Song Xixi's voice became hoarse, what's the matter?
Tang Zhihuan tidied up Song Xixi's crumpled clothes slowly, stood up to prevent Song Xixi from jumping over, and cleared his throat: "I just want to try and see if the beauty trick works."

Song Xixi...

Smelly man!
Looking at the slender and fair hands in front of her, Song Xixi rolled her eyes: "What are you doing?"

"Get up, and I'll tell you how the photo thing happened."

Song Xixi looked at him deeply, and was pulled up by him.

She was across the street and could see clearly.

"You are Lu Peijiu now, wearing contact lenses, a gust of wind came, and a small bug flew into your eyes. There are many students on the road. I will help you to the road. Don't block the road. There were no mirrors and no water at that time. You I can’t get it out, so let me take out the contact lenses and bugs.”

Song Xixi blinked.

"Looking at the photo, your angle should be at a [-]-degree angle behind Lu Peijiu. The inclined plane and the moment the photo was taken happened to be when Lu Peijiu was holding my hand and I was helping her remove her contact lenses."

Song Xixi swallowed her saliva.

Tang Zhihuan adjusted his glasses and asked, "Any questions?"

Song Xixi clicked his tongue: "Then why did you lie to me that you had dinner with Gu Cheng?"

"It was you who made me tell some white lies at the right time."

Many times Song Xixi asked him where he was, and when he told the truth that he was in the coffee shop or library with Lu Peijiu, Song Xixi was not happy, and even muttered that she would die if she lied to her!
As a result, he might really die.

"Song Xixi, which words of yours can be trusted?"

Tang Zhihuan raised his eyebrows, afraid that without knowing it, he would step on another thunder that would explode at any time.

Song Xixi lowered her head slowly, and asked again: "You can say what you want, why do you want me to play Lu Peijiu!"

"True knowledge comes from practice."

Song Xixi...

"Indeed, in order to reduce some conflicts, I, who was contemporary with you, concealed the fact that I was a college classmate with Lu Peijiu. The concealment was just to make you feel uncomfortable. Now that I am married to you, I will have nothing to do with Lu Peijiu.

Because, I am not the scumbag, bastard and smelly man that someone said. "

Song Xixi's face was full of embarrassment, she glared at the "smelly man" who kept teasing her, hooked his neck domineeringly, and kissed him lightly.

Pressing against his lips, there is still a faint fishy sweet smell: "Does it hurt?"

"Let me bite you for a try?" Tang Zhihuan hugged her waist lightly, feeling comfortable in his heart, biting her lower lip slightly with his teeth.

Song Xixi was in pain, so he patted his breast twice: "It hurts!"

Tang Zhihuan laughed: "Song Xixi, you also know the pain?"

"Okay, okay, let me make it up to you!"

Tang Zhihuan raised his eyebrows, Song Xixi had already closed his eyes, and kissed him wholeheartedly.

The phone rang very abruptly, Song Xixi had to let him go, Tang Zhihuan pursed his lips, hating the untimely ringtone a little bit.

He took out his cell phone from his pocket, it was Lu Peijiu's call.

Tang Zhihuan felt an unkind gaze in an instant, lowered his head and kissed Song Xixi's red and swollen mouth, then pressed the answer button, and then turned on the speakerphone.

"Tang Zhihuan, do you have time in the afternoon? I have reserved a seat at the Left Bank Cafe..."

"I don't have time in the afternoon. Let's call if you have anything to do. I may be busy these days."

Lu Peijiu hesitated for a moment, and a doubtful voice came in: "Tang Zhihuan, besides the national competition, what is more important?"

"Coax Song Xixi."

(End of this chapter)