Han Qiqing now wants to strangle Xiang Yiwei to death.
Song Shijun's lips curved into a smile and he teased, "Miss Han, you are feeling spring~~"
Han Qiqing suddenly raised her eyes and stared at him.
"You're just feeling springy!"
Song Shijun smiled and asked, "Tell me, what did you dream about?"
Han Qiqing asked tentatively, "Xiaowei didn't tell you?"
Then how did he know that she was in love with spring
Nonsence!
She has no love for spring!
Song Shijun stopped talking in circles with her and said, "She just told me that you were in love with spring and had a dream. She didn't say anything specific, so I asked you myself."
So didn’t he ask
Hearing this, Han Qiqing breathed a sigh of relief.
She pretended to be angry and said, "Don't listen to her nonsense, I didn't have that kind of dream about being in love with youth."
Song Shijun looked very interested and looked into her eyes and asked, "So, what kind of dream did you have? Spring... dream?"
Han Qiqing almost spit out the soup with a mouthful of soup.
Luckily she drank in small sips.
"You were just dreaming about sex! I just dreamed that someone was pursuing me."
I was tricked accidentally.
After Han Qiqing blurted out, she was angry with herself. Why couldn't she control her mouth
Stupid mouth, stupid mouth!
Song Shijun chuckled, "Dream that someone is pursuing you? Who is it?"
"I don't know, I can't see my face." Now that she had said it all, Han Qiqing gave up her struggle.
Song Shijun felt funny, "No wonder she said you miss spring."
Han Qiqing glanced over, "I told you I'm not Sichun!"
Song Shijun said, "This is what I think about every day and what I dream about at night. If you don't miss spring, how could you have such a dream?"
"How do I know!" Han Qiqing was also troubled.
Dreams were something she couldn't control.
Song Shijun raised his eyebrows at her and asked curiously, "Tell me specifically what you dreamed about, and how did that man pursue you?"
Han Qiqing, "..." She frowned and recalled it.
Then she raised her head, looked at him, and shook her head.
"forget… "
Song Shijun glanced at her, "You don't want to say it, right? Is there anything you can't say to me?"
Han Qiqing said tangledly, "I really forgot! I'm not lying to you, I just have a vague feeling, but I can't remember the specific plot..."
She held her head and hit her little head with her fist.
"Why can't I remember... I still remembered it when I woke up..."
Song Shijun studied her expression and confirmed that she was not faking it.
She really couldn't remember.
"Forget it, forget it. If you can't remember it, forget it. This situation is normal."
Some people have dreams that are deeply impressive when they first wake up, but after a while, they gradually no longer remember the specific things in the dream.
Although he said this, Han Qiqing was still competing with herself.
She muttered, "Why can't I remember... What did I dream about? It's strange, why can't I remember..."
"Okay, don't think about it and eat first, otherwise the food will get cold."
Song Shijun urged her, not wanting her to continue to cause trouble for herself.
Han Qiqing sighed and had no choice but to listen to him and eat first.
But she was still thinking about it while eating.
"What on earth was I dreaming about..."
Song Shijun shook his head helplessly.
The meal was almost done, and other tables were gradually filled with people.
Song Shijun glanced around and saw a table not far away. The man wearing glasses looked familiar.
He waved his hand in front of Han Qiqing.
Han Qiqing looked up at him.
(End of chapter)