Rebirth Space: Eighty Girls

Chapter 65 Falling Together

Su Qingqing opened her eyes, and found that she was hanging above the plastic bucket, then looked down, and noticed that the reason why she didn't fall was because a thin arm held her tightly.

She turned her head and looked back, just in time to see Song Zimo's thin pink lips and straight and handsome nose, those eyes that hide the stars and the sea were staring at her intently, instantly sucking her into the bottomless depths swirl.

The slightly hot breath passed over the skin of her face, causing layers of goosebumps, and the unstoppable pink lips whispered: "Are you all right?"

These three words were like thunder, and Su Qingqing woke up instantly. She shook her head with red ears and struggled to break free from Song Zimo's arms.

"Don't move!"

As soon as Song Zimo's words came out, Su Qingqing lived up to Song Zimo's instructions and almost broke free from his arms. Su Qingqing was facing the ground. If Song Zimo didn't hold Su Qingqing tightly, Su Qingqing's face would definitely be swollen again , Even smashing and disfiguring it is not impossible.

In an emergency, Song Zimo exerted his strength violently. At the moment Su Qingqing's waist was about to slip out of his arms, his arm firmly fixed Su Qingqing's waist again, but because of this, he lost his balance and was about to fall down. In order to protect Su Qingqing and her bucket of expensive rose hydrosol, Song Zimo directly used himself as a cushion, hugged Su Qingqing forcefully in his arms, and fell to the side of the open space.

"uh-huh!"

Song Zimo snorted.

Fortunately, everyone's conditions are not good at the moment. The ground is not paved with concrete, but the ground is muddy, which is the pain that Song Zimo can bear.

Falling on a hot but solid body, Su Qingqing turned her back to Song Zimo, not daring to move, until Song Zimo, who was on the ground as a cushion, let go of the hands that imprisoned Su Qingqing's waist, and asked with concern: "No?" Where did you fall?"

The warm breath clung to her neck, and it was the first time that Su Qingqing was embraced by a person of the opposite sex. The whole person was like a cooked prawn, hot and red, shaking her head in a hurry to get from Song Zimo. Get up.

Maybe it was frightened, Su Qingqing was limp all over, without any strength, and couldn't get up for a while after busy work, Su Qingqing touched Song Zimo's sensitive area several times, which made Song Zimo's voice suddenly low and his tone was full of helplessness Said: "Don't move, wait until you regain your strength!"

"Oh good"

The strange body, the warm body, the slender waist, and the charming fragrance that can only be smelled close, Song Zimo became intoxicated for a moment, and even had the idea of ​​wanting to continue this state for a while. This is a kind of It was a feeling completely foreign to him, and he longed for it and dreaded it at the same time.

For Su Qingqing, such an intimate contact with Song Zimo did not arouse her aversion. Compared with Xu Jianwen's molesting, it felt very different. Xu Jianwen only gave her endless nausea and disgust. Song Zimo, however, made her whole body soft and soft, and her skin seemed to be pinched by countless ants... It was extremely uncomfortable, but it also brought an indescribable strange feeling. She couldn't tell what it was, but It was by no means the disgusting feeling that Xu Jianwen gave her.

"Do you have the strength now?" Song Zimo said with difficulty.

Although Su Qingqing is not heavy, it is very light on the contrary, but the current posture makes him very uncomfortable, and he feels like his body is burning, which is not a good sign.

"Hmm! I've got strength now!!" Su Qingqing struggled to get up from Song Zimo's body, and after standing firmly, her face turned red with her back facing Song Zimo.

Song Zimo got up swiftly, patted the dirt and dust on his body, and explained to Su Qingqing with some embarrassment: "Just now. The situation forced me to cough!"

"Well, I know, thank you!" Su Qingqing replied nervously.

The whole room was full of embarrassment, and the two of them didn't know what to say, so they simply did their own work. Su Qingqing carried the plastic bucket to the side where it would not be easily knocked over, Song Zimo took the medicine pounding tool, and put the All the herbs were smashed into juice, poured into a porcelain bowl and told Su Qingqing, "Wet the veil and apply it. Once the veil is dry, wet it until all the herb juice in this bowl is applied, and then you can wash your face." Clean it up, the red seal will disappear completely tomorrow!"

"Well, I see! Thank you!" Su Qingqing took the medicine bowl and thanked her.

There was an inexplicable feeling lingering between the two of them. It was the first time for Song Zimo to look at Su Qingqing so carefully. Recently, her skin seemed to have turned white a lot, her facial features were delicate and delicate, and her hair was as black as if ink had been splashed on it. Generally thick and bright, the pupils are like crystal black grapes, and the eyelashes are long and thick like two small fans. Every time he is looked at by these watery eyes, Song Zimo feels his heart beat a little faster than usual.

"Is there something on my face?" Su Qingqing asked uncomfortably.

Why is Song Zimo staring at her so suddenly?
Song Zimo replied softly: "No, it's very beautiful!"

Su Qingqing: "."

Is this a compliment to her? ?

The atmosphere became awkward again, until Liu Cuiying knocked on the door and shouted: "Qingqing, the food is ready!"

Su Qingqing hurriedly said: "Okay, we will come right away!"

The box lunch Liu Cuiying made for Song Zimo and Song Lao was very generous. The potatoes produced by the space and Liu Cuiying's cooking skills were very good. That box of potato rice with rice made Su Qingqing salivate, and Song Zimo also said quietly. Inhaled several mouthfuls of that nice fragrance.

The sweet and sour tomato and egg soup was put into a porcelain jar by Liu Cuiying, and put into a thick plastic bag together with two lunch boxes, "Here! Zimo! Auntie's craftsmanship is not very good, if it doesn't taste good you and you Grandpa has to make do with it!"

Su Qingqing curled her lips, her mother is really good at acting, obviously the taste of the food can make people hungry, and she insisted on telling Song Zimo hypocritically that she can't cook by herself.

"Auntie is being modest, how could it not taste good, I'm hungry just smelling it," Song Zimo praised in a natural tone.

"Since the food is ready, you should go back quickly, your grandpa must be starving!" Su Dahai handed the plastic bag to Song Zimo.

Song Zimo took it, "Thank you uncle and aunt for the lunch!"

"Wait, there's still my bucket of rose water!" Su Qingqing ran out of the kitchen and brought out the bucket of ten bottles of rose water.

Song Zimo took a plastic bucket and lunch for two and left. Su Dahai pulled Liu Cuiying aside and whispered. Su Qingqing counted her private money with her fingers.

After she bought the distillation tool last time, she had 48 yuan left in her hand. After Fatty Wang brought back the money for the rose hydrosol to Song Zimo, she would have 340 yuan. At that time, she would like to change to a bigger pot. The current distillation pot is too small, takes too long, and the output is too low, which is a bit of a waste of time.

(End of this chapter)