Sheng Chong Second Marriage

Chapter 43 Caught off guard into an embrace

What Song Yichen didn't expect was that when he woke up the next morning, he received a call from Lan Song, and then saw her holding a thermos bucket under the big tree diagonally opposite the dormitory.

"I'm much better now, and I don't have to bother to deliver it every day." Song Yichen took the thermos and couldn't help but say.

A large water-green scarf was wrapped around Lan Song's nose, and Lan Song pulled the scarf down with a hand in a rabbit fur glove, exposing her mouth, allowing Song Yichen to see her not gorgeous but delicate and fair face clearly.

"I smoked 400cc, so much, do you know? How much does it take to make up for it?" Lan Song gestured with both hands to see how much 400cc is.

Seeing that the amount she gestured was estimated to be 800cc, Song Yichen couldn't help smiling,
"The body has its own hematopoietic function, so don't worry too much."

Hearing Song Yichen tell her not to worry, Lan Song's face couldn't help but heat up.Is his performance too obvious?But he's half-hearted too, okay?

The two people with stubborn mouths just couldn't open their mouths, so they took the first step bravely.It was only later that Lan Song found out that for that watch, Song Yichen not only sold blood, but also sold some of his most satisfying paintings, including her favorite picture of mountains, clouds and seas.

Seeing that Lan Song didn't leave in a hurry like yesterday, Song Yichen looked at her with smiling eyes, very gentle, but it's a pity that Lan Song lowered his head and didn't see it.

"No class this morning?"

"Three or four classes."

"Then why did you deliver it so early?" Song Yichen checked his watch, it was only a little past seven o'clock.

"Today is Tuesday, you have classes in the first and second periods in the morning." The blurted words made Lan Song's face even hotter, and he quickly waved his hands to leave, and if he continued, everything would be leaked.

But Song Yichen, who was holding a thermos in his hand, stood under the tree where Lan Song had stood before, and hadn't recovered from his senses for a long time.Knowing that he has classes, did you send them to him in time on such a cold winter morning?
The joints holding the thermos bucket were a little white, but Song Yichen still didn't feel it.What can he do?

In the following days, no matter what Song Yichen said, Lan Song still insisted on sending him things every day.Sometimes it's nutritious porridge, and sometimes it's boiled hot. In the past few days, he has made up for those delicacies from mountains and seas that he has never eaten or even seen in his life.I don't know how she got it, anyway, it changes every day.

It was delivered to him downstairs at [-] o'clock in the morning, and in the evening, I went downstairs to get the thermos.Not only his dormitory, but even the whole building knew that there was such a girl who brought him things every day.At the beginning, Lan Song still said a few words, or asked about his physical condition, or re-examination results, and then he left as soon as he was given the things.Because of the whole building, people on every floor came out to see her, to see the sex scandal object of the top student of the Academy of Fine Arts.

Song Yichen knew that Lan Song was very low-key, and she didn't like being surrounded by people, but even so, she insisted on giving it every day.

On Sunday, Song Yichen did not go back to the dormitory, but went to the studio with the thermos that Lan Song sent as usual.

When I came to the studio, there were already some students in the studio, including Ai Lai and Zhang Yangrui.After saying hello, Song Yichen found his easel and started painting.In the quiet studio, there is the sound of painting, occasionally mixed with the sound of whispering.

At noon, Ai Lai and Zhang Yangrui walked up to Song Yichen, thinking of having dinner together, but he was already eating happily with a thermos in his arms.

"That girl Lan Song really cares about sex and despises friends. Why do you only make one serving?" Ai Lai looked at Song Yichen's food, and didn't know whether it was because he was hungry or if the food was tempting. He couldn't help but sigh with emotion stand up.

"It's very troublesome to cook this porridge, why don't you pretend to faint and lie down in the school hospital, and I promise that Lan Song will send you a copy tomorrow morning." Zhang Yangrui was teasing Ai Lai and Song Yichen at the same time .

It's just that Song Yichen's whole body is like a statue, keeping the posture of holding the thermos bucket motionless. When Ai Lai and Zhang Yangrui finished laughing and were about to leave, he asked Ai Lai,

"You mean Lan Song cooked the porridge himself?"

"Yeah, otherwise, where do you think this porridge came from." Ai Lai nodded.

"She lives in a dormitory, how do you make these things?" Song Yichen still couldn't figure out some links.

"She didn't live on campus this week, and I don't know where to get the certificate issued by the doctor. She needs to live off campus." Ai Lai asked Lan Song, and Lan Song only said that it was done by Lu Feng.

Their school dormitory strictly stipulates roll call at [-] o'clock every night, especially when a girl lived with her boyfriend off-campus privately, but was assassinated by her boyfriend, and her body was left in the rental house for a week before being found by the landlord.Since then, the management of the school in this area has become stricter.

"What's wrong? Is there something wrong?" Song Yichen's eyes were still a little dull, looking out of his wits, Ai Lai saw something was wrong, and asked again.

"No, nothing, I thought she went out to buy this very early."

"She should have made it herself. I saw her holding a cookbook and studying it two days ago." Before finding the root of the problem, Ai Lai asked again, "Why, is there something wrong with this porridge? "

"No. Go and eat, I won't go out." After Song Yichen finished speaking, he lowered his head and started eating again.

Song Yichen was absent-minded throughout the afternoon, and his drawing speed slowed down significantly.Later, he simply packed his things and prepared to leave.

"Leave?" Zhang Yangrui next to him glanced at Song Yichen's unfinished painting.

"Ah."

In the afternoon, Lan Song went to the supermarket to buy some fresh beef and other things in the apartment.Without visiting other areas, Lan Song went to check out.

The sky in winter darkens quickly, and it is only five or six o'clock when it is already night.Carrying something, Lan Song walked slowly.This week, while reviewing his homework, he also had to make various nutritional supplements for Song Yichen, so he was a bit exhausted.It's been so many days, and I don't know when that stupid wood will be able to give her the culprit - the watch he bought.

He didn't really want that watch, Lan Song just wanted to see what he bought her for the first time.But Song Yichen didn't mention it, and Lan Song didn't have the nerve to mention it, there will always be a chance in the future.

He secretly gritted his teeth and talked about Song Yichen, but he didn't expect to see the deity at the door of the apartment just as he got out of the elevator.

The moment he saw Song Yichen, Lan Song felt guilty, as if he was afraid that he would know that he had slandered him just now, so he pretended to be calm and walked over, "Why are you here?"

Seeing that Song Yichen was holding the thermos in his hand, Lan Song seemed to understand something, took the thermos and said directly, "I told you I still have a thermos here, tomorrow..."

Lan Song hadn't finished speaking when he bumped into a hug unexpectedly.

　In the next chapter, Song Caizi officially confessed his love.Ouch, Xia Mu is exhausted.

　　"Snow foam milk flower floats in the afternoon cup, and the polygonum wormwood shoots try the spring dish. The taste in the world is pure joy."

　　A cup of spring tea and a plate of spring vegetables are the joy in the world.

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