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Finally, under the mediation of Qin Youle, the chef made two dishes and Qin Huai made two dishes. Then we had a meal together and solved the problem of dinner.

However, the problem of eating was not easy to solve, and Qin Youle encountered another problem.

Because it is a temporary house, there are only three rooms and three beds upstairs. Sleeping has become a problem.

Put down the dishes and chopsticks, Qin Youle wanted to go upstairs to sleep. As soon as she stood up, song Tingchen also stood up: "I'll go too."

As soon as song Tingchen said his words, Qin Youle knew it was bad.

Sure enough, Qin Huai immediately stood up and shouted, "song Tingchen, what are you doing?"

Song Tingchen didn't react for a moment. He yawned and said in a low voice: "it's so late. Don't you sleep?"

"Which room are you going to?" Qin Huai narrowed his eyes and asked.

Song Tingchen pointed upstairs and asked, "President Qin, there are only so many rooms here. Where do you say I go to sleep?"

"I sleep with you." Qin Huai stood up and said, "go, I'll sleep in the same room with you."

"Are you kidding?" Song Tingchen almost didn't laugh and asked him to share the same room and bed with a big man? He thought Qin Huai was teasing him on purpose.

"Can't you?"

"Nonsense!" Seeing that Qin Huai was serious, song Tingchen immediately said seriously, "I'm in the same room with you. Are you kidding? We two big men... "

"Not in my room? Which room do you want to sleep in? " Qin Huai angrily asked, "is it to Youle's room?"

Song Tingchen glanced at Qin Youle. Qin Youle only yawned and ignored him.

"Is there a problem with our two bedrooms?" Song Tingchen asked depressed. He thought he and Qin Youle were husband and wife. There was nothing wrong with sharing a room.

"No!" Qin Huai retorted excitedly, "if men and women don't accept kissing, you two can't have the same room."

Qin Huai's words made song Tingchen excited: "what men and women don't give and receive, Youle and I are..."

"Shut up!" Before Song Tingchen said the word "husband and wife", Qin Huai stopped first and said, "song Tingchen, I tell you I haven't had a quarrel with you two about this matter."

"I'm really sleepy. I'm too tired. I'm going to bed." Seeing Qin Huai and song Tingchen arguing again, Qin Youle said helplessly, "I don't want to hear you quarrel any more."

"Anyway, you two can't be in the same room while I'm away." Qin Huai showed the final bottom line. He didn't give in at all. "Song Tingchen, you'd better not cross the line."

"You..." song Tingchen could only compromise reluctantly. He looked at Qin Huai and nodded angrily, "OK, I'll rest in your room. You and Zhiming, or come downstairs."

"What are you talking about?" Looking at the smile at the bottom of song Tingchen's eyes, Qin Huai already understood song Tingchen's meaning in his heart. He smiled and shook his head and said, "song Tingchen, don't think I don't know your little abacus. What if you want to go into Youle's room to bully her in the middle of the night? I must be with you. "

"No!" Song Tingchen refused without thinking. He asked him to share a room with Qinhuai. He simply didn't sleep.

"Then I'll stay with Youle." Qin Huai used his mace.

This time, Qin Youle had to look up. Although Qin Huai was his father, they had not slept in a bedroom for a long time, let alone only one bed in the room.

"No!" Song Tingchen denied the plan again. He frowned and asked, "you can't live in the same room."

Seeing the two people arguing over this, Qin you patted her forehead happily. She really didn't want to hear them continue to quarrel over this kind of thing.

"Dad, you and Zhiming have the same room." Qin Youle had to mediate. She glanced at Song Tingchen and explained for him, "Tingchen is really afraid of noise. If you and Zhiming have any movement, he will wake up."

"However, Youle..." Qin Huai was still worried.

"Dad, I see." Qin you clapped the back of Qin Huai's hand and whispered, "I'll lock the door at night. I won't let him in."

"Really?" Qin Huai asked anxiously.

Qin Youle's face turned red. She whispered angrily, "Dad, I'm the only woman here. I'm afraid it's inappropriate for you to continue arguing over such things."

Seeing that Qin Youle was really unhappy, Qin Huai finally compromised and said, "that's all right."

"OK, I go upstairs to sleep. I'm sleepy." After pacifying Qinhuai, Qin Youle came to song Tingchen and whispered, "don't continue to make trouble, have a rest early."

Hearing Qin Youle's words of concern, song Tingchen's heart was warm.

The night was particularly beautiful. The bright moonlight fell quietly on every corner of the town. If it was romantic in such a night, the whole person's state of mind would become incomparably flat.

In his sleep, Qin Youle felt someone hugging her waist and smelling the familiar smell. Qin Youle turned over and subconsciously hugged the man's strong waist.

Seeing the people in his arms sleeping so sweet, song Tingchen's heart became particularly soft.

Qin Youle closed her eyes, her long eyelashes trembled slightly, and her breathing was even and gentle. The moonlight shone on her white face through the white curtain, which reminded song Tingchen of the word sleeping beauty.

Strictly speaking, Qin Youle is not the kind of woman who belongs to the country and the city. However, she is very beautiful and belongs to the type that feels more comfortable when she looks at it. What song Tingchen likes most is her eyes, which are clear to the bottom, as if she can see the bottom at a glance.

It seemed that song Tingchen had been staring at Qin Youle. Qin Youle turned over.

At this move, Qin Youle finally felt something wrong. Her hand swam on song Tingchen, and then suddenly sat up.

"Hmm..." Qin Youle couldn't stop screaming. Song Tingchen's cold lips had covered up.

Through the moonlight, song Tingchen's face became more and more clear in Qin Youle's eyes, and her eyes opened very wide. She didn't react, so she was kissed by song Tingchen.

"Fool, close your eyes." Song Tingchen murmured in a low voice.

Qin Youle seemed to be hypnotized, but he really closed his eyes. Two people's kisses were gentle and low, and both of them were deeply intoxicated.

After a long time, song Tingchen reluctantly released Qin Youle's arm.

After being released by song Tingchen, Qin Youle stared at Song Tingchen and asked slowly, "how did you get in?"

Song Tingchen joked, "I can come in if I want to."

Qin Youle yawned and said, "go back now. It's not good to be found by my father later."

"It won't be found." Song Tingchen said confidently.

"Huh?" Qin Youle frowned and looked inquisitively at Song Tingchen. "What if he opens your door and finds you gone?"

"I had the door locked back." Song Tingchen raised his right hand and gently rubbed Qin Youle's smooth face. He hadn't looked at Qin Youle's face for too long.

"Don't move!"

Qin Youle just wanted to remove song Tingchen's hand. Song Tingchen suddenly stopped Qin Youle.

He closed his eyes and stroked Qin Youle's eyebrows, eyes, nose and lips, sometimes frowning and sometimes smiling, which confused Qin Youle.

"You Le, do you know?" Song Tingchen seemed to know Qin Youle's doubts. He explained affectionately, "in the month when you are not here, as long as I lie in bed, you will appear in front of me. My eyes and nose are clearly in my mind."

Seeing song Tingchen intoxicated, Qin Youle's eyes turned red. She knew that song Tingchen would only be worse than how reluctant and hard she was this month.

"Tingchen..."

As soon as Qin Youle's voice fell, song Tingchen leaned over and gently hugged her. He buried his head in her neck and greedily sucked the faint fragrance from her.

"Tingchen..."

Qin you clapped song Tingchen on the back and wanted to push him away. Although she was also moved by song Tingchen's deep feelings, she didn't forget what she promised Qin Huai. She knew very well that one of her and song Tingchen must keep sober and calm all the time.

"Push me away." Song Tingchen increased his strength. He murmured, "Youle, don't push me away. I just want to hug you."

"Sorry." Qin Youle apologized in a low voice. She pushed song Tingchen away.

Looking at Song Tingchen's injured eyes, Qin Youle couldn't bear it. She had to turn her head and say coldly, "Tingchen, go out. I'm going to sleep."

"Do you really want to drive me away?" Song Tingchen said wearily, "you know I hardly closed my eyes in order to find this opportunity."

Qin Youle's heart is bleeding. How could she not notice song Tingchen's red eyes and serious dark circles and bags under his eyes? She just forced him not to think about these things.

"Sorry." Family and friends music can only say these three most powerless words.

Song Tingchen looked at Qin Youle, while Qin Youle deliberately turned his head to the other side.

"Qin Youle?"

"Tingchen, don't be like this." Qin Youle said impatiently, "I'm tired. I want to sleep."

"Excuse me." Song Tingchen opened the quilt and said coldly.

Hearing the sound of the door being locked, Qin Youle was soft, and she lowered her head dejectedly.

Although song Tingchen's people had left, there was still his breath in the room, and his indifferent "excuse me" echoed in the room.

Qin Youle sighed. She looked at the door. In order not to make Qin Huai suspicious, she had to get out of bed and lock the door. As soon as he got to the door, Qin Youle heard a voice outside the door. It was song Tingchen talking with his subordinates in a low voice.

"Sorry." Feeling song Tingchen's heavy footsteps, Qin Youle whispered close to the door.

There was also the sound of closing the door, followed by the sound of locking the door.

Qin Youle sighed and went back to the bed.

The moonlight also quietly disappeared at this moment. The bright moon in the sky is quietly hiding in the clouds.