Happy Boys: From the time of meeting the drunk Song Qian

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Unfortunately.

She is not as lucky as Song Qian.

Tong Wenjie took Su Chen's hand and leaned in the middle, looking for the fascinating place to look at.

The pain in her legs made her grit her teeth.

To divert attention.

She moved on to other topics.

"Song Qian, Su Chen, you two have been chatting for so long, why haven't things developed yet?"

Song Qian was shocked: "Why have we been chatting for so long? We have only been together for three or four months in total."

"That wasn't before..."

"I didn't know you before."

Seeing that Tong Wenjie wanted to expose her QQ incident, Song Qian was the first to stop her.

Tong Wenjie's forehead was sweating.

She didn't think about why Song Qian didn't let her continue.

She wanted to continue asking.

at this time.

The mobile phone in Su Chen's pocket rang.

"Hurry up and take a look, just in case some little sister asks you to meet again." Tong Wenjie forgot about the topic in the blink of an eye.

In order to punish her, Su Chen suddenly retracted his arm.

The distance between the two instantly became a little closer.

"Ah!~"

Tong Wenjie felt a pain in her leg.

But now it's close to a straight line.

"If you don't be gentle, my old arms and legs will be stretched by you again." Tong Wenjie hugged Su Chen's back and breathed heavily.

It's only been a month or two since he came.

Her body became a little stiff.

I almost couldn't even do a one-character horse.

It seems that I have to come every day from now on, otherwise my body will get old.

But in comparison.

Tong Wenjie looked at Su Chen in front of her.

He seems to have become more handsome looking at him like this.

Su Chen's heart skipped a beat.

So many men are unwilling to let their wives practice yoga.

Who can bear this.

He couldn't take it anyway.

"Stop being so gentle and look at your phone quickly."

Ever since she became a netizen, Song Qianjian became curious about Su Chen's QQ friends.

I am even more curious about those thirty female netizens.

Not sure which one it will be this time.

Su Chen took out her phone.

【Hand-pickable cotton: number one! 】

[Low-key happiness: I am busy doing exercise and have no time. 】

Su Chen was facing Longting at this moment.

How can you care about playing games?

Tong Wenjie's breathing gradually became faster, and she exerted force on her hands.

Song Qian did not pay attention to the actions of the two of them, but recalled the name of the account just now.

"Where did you see this name?"

At this moment, Su Chen's cell phone rang again.

He didn't want to look at it.

But under Song Qian's strong request, he still took it out.

[Hand-picked cotton: Dad!I'll buy you a skin!I have already lost two games. If you don't come back, I will lose. 】

[Low-key conquest: I really don’t have time, and I’m very busy now, so I’ll wait. 】

Song Qian asked doubtfully: "This guy can pick cotton with his hands. Have I told you before what he does?"

"What? Do you know her?" Su Chen thought for a while: "She seems to say that she is a star, but I didn't ask for a photo, and I don't know."

Tong Wenjie: "Well..."

Song Qian blushed and ignored Tong Wenjie, but looked at Su Chen.

"If I guess correctly, this person seems to be Jingjing."

"what???"

Su Chen was startled: "No way, what a coincidence?"

think carefully.

Qiao Jingjing's may seem quite big.

The last time they met, he felt that Qiao Jingjing had been looking at him.

At that time, I just thought that he paid attention to him because of his high charm.

Now think about it.

After playing games, Qiao Jingjing seemed to pay more attention to him.

Especially after knowing my online name.

But if so.

Then why did he still call him daddy so willingly after knowing his identity?

hiss~

Is it another quirk?

"What a coincidence." Song Qian took a look at her old QQ and confirmed her identity.

"I didn't expect you to be quite playful. Do you want Jingjing to call you daddy?"

"This is not a game. If she loses the bet, then..."

"Now that you know who the other party is, do you still let him scream?"

"why not?"

Song Qian blushed and spat at him.

Really shameless.

But what Song Qian didn't expect was that a star like Qiao Jingjing would take the initiative to call Su Chen daddy.

And it's so close.

This made her feel a little itchy. Could it be that Su Chen had a quirk in this area?

Do you want to try it yourself when you go back?

have to say.

She was moved.

"Hmm... Huh~huh~" Tong Wenjie finished stretching.

His face was covered with sweat.

The eyes looking at Su Chen were also filled with gratitude.

It’s been a long time since I’ve had such hearty exercise.

I just can't stand up if I want to.

"Hiss~" Tong Wenjie was helped up by Su Chen, and the pain in his legs made him gasp.

"It's only been less than a month, and it hurts so much to be a one-character horse. It seems like I'll have to come more often in the future."

Tong Wenjie looked at Su Chen: "Sister, I'm still waiting for you to help me stretch."

"Definitely got the job done."

"You have so many friends, but you never thought about how many of them would be close to you?" Tong Wenjie looked at Song Qian with a hint of provocation in her eyes.

Song Qian deliberately stopped it.

But he couldn't show it so obviously and quickly interrupted.

"You see your sister is so tired, why don't you help her relax?"

After hearing this, Su Chen noticed that the muscles in Tong Wenjie's legs were trembling.

"Would you like to give you a massage to relax? I'm very good at it."

"Do you still have a massage?"

Tong Wenjie looked at Su Chen differently: "Okay, come here and give it a try. My thighs are so sore that I can't stand it. If I don't do it right, I'm afraid I won't be able to go to work the day after tomorrow."

Tong Wenjie finally stood up and lay back down again.

228: Xiaomeng’s resentment towards Qiao Weidong, Song Qian’s massage

Press it with both hands.

Tong Wenjie's eyes widened.

She only felt a warm current flowing up her thighs, and all the original pain disappeared in this moment.

All that's left is comfort.

As Su Chen moved his hands, Tong Wenjie couldn't help but hum softly.

Song Qian looked at Tong Wenjie.

The body swayed from side to side in response to his voice.

What I thought was.

Could it be that he was like this before?

How embarrassing.