After arriving home, the car slowly stopped, and with the inertia left by the driver when parking, Song Xici suddenly woke up from the dream.
After realizing that he was leaning on Tang Youan, Song Xici was stunned, and immediately sat up straight and tidied up his clothes.
"Miss Song, that, my little granddaughter is going to participate in a ballet competition the day after tomorrow, so..." At this moment, the driver Lao Ji turned his head and rubbed his hands embarrassedly.
"Ah, I see, it's okay, it's okay, I'm going to be on vacation. You can go and see it when the time comes. It's totally fine with me." Song Xici looked at him, and after speaking, she pursed her lips and smiled, her eyes curled.
"Thank you, Miss Song, thank you very much!" After hearing this, Lao Ji breathed a sigh of relief.
"You're welcome, slow down on the way back, and please say cheers to Sasha for me." Song Xi said with a smile.
"Okay! Thank you, then I'll go back first." Lao Ji said, unfastening his seat belt.
So, Song Xici raised his hand and waved at him, then let out a sigh of relief.
"Go, get out of the car." After Song Xi finished speaking, he opened the car door and jumped out. Tang Youan followed suit.
"Ah home! My lovely home! The old lady is back!" After opening the door and walking in, Song Xi changed his shoes, put the key aside, and slapped the bag on the sofa, and turned on the heater. , rubbed his neck with a cup and walked to the water dispenser to collect water.
After taking off his coat and drinking half a glass of water, Song Xici glanced at the fish tank next to him, so he held the bottom of the glass again, walked there and watched, then smiled.
Grass carp has a lot of air and needs a lot of space. In order to let this guy live well, Song Xici also brought back a huge fish tank. It is also fortunate that the hall is large enough, otherwise I don't know how abrupt it looks.
I always feel that this is so stupid, but it seems to be quite happy. How should I put it, there is a very pure feeling, like returning to childhood, stupid and happy.
"Tangtang, it's time to eat." After speaking, Song Xici opened the feed from the side, then grabbed a handful and threw it into the fish tank.
After Tang Youan put the potato chips that Song Xici had not finished eating on the coffee table, he also walked over, stood beside her, looked at the fish, and then looked at her.
"Why? Do you want one too?" Song Xici picked up a piece of fish feed and handed it to Tang Youan.
"No..." Tang Youan shook his head.
"Go wash and sleep, don't you want to continue filming tomorrow?" Song Xi said that he was good at fish feed.
"Before in the crew, when you praised me for being self-motivated, didn't you say that you would give me chicken legs when you came back?" Tang Youan thought for a long time, but still said it.
He clearly said that he wanted to give chicken legs, but when he came back, he would feed the fish and not give himself chicken legs.
After Song Xi's speech, he was stunned for a few seconds, and then he suddenly covered his mouth and burst into laughter.
"What's wrong?" Tang Youan looked at her puzzled.
"No, cough... I suggest you use the Internet more when you have nothing to do!" Song Xici said, walked to the cabinet where the food was stored, opened the door, and came out with a bag of things.
"Okay." Tang Youan nodded confusedly.
"Here, the chicken drumsticks you want." After taking the bag to the coffee table and opening it, Song Xi took a bag of five-spice drumsticks, turned his wrist at will, and handed it to Tang Youan.
After Tang Youan received it, he watched it several times curiously.
"It's really stupid," Song Xici looked at her, and after saying with a helpless smile, he stuffed the rest of the food back into the cupboard, "Okay, go to sleep after eating and washing. I also Going back to the bedroom, good night!"
While walking, Song Xici raised his hand and stroked his neck, then turned to look at Tang You'an: "By the way, because I got up too early in the day, and I was busy and a little sleepy, I just fell asleep, and I accidentally leaned on your shoulder. Now, don't you mind?"
"Why would you mind," Tang Youan went up the steps, stood beside her, thought for a moment, and looked sideways at her, "I actually asked you to lean on my shoulder, because I wanted you to sleep better."
Her voice was soft, with a little smile.
"Ah? Is that so?" Song Xici was stunned.
"Well." Tang Youan nodded.
"Then, thank you for your kindness..." Song Xici scratched her head, "Good night."
However, just halfway through, Song Xici frowned. After that, she stood on the stairs while stroking her stomach, looking like she couldn't move an inch.
"Xixi, what's the matter with you?" Tang Youan threw the chicken leg on the coffee table, and hurriedly stood up and walked over to the stairs.
"The old problem... it's happening again, it's annoying..." Song Xici bit her lower lip, her face pale.
"What?" Tang Youan leaned over.
"Stomach... Ill..." Song Xi said through gritted teeth.
"Is there any medicine?" Tang Youan asked hurriedly.
"Yes... my room..." Song Xici stroked her lips and let out a sigh of relief.
Tang Youan sighed and saw Song Xici stepping up the last stairs like an old snail crawling forward, so he took the initiative to help her into the house.
"Where is the medicine?" Tang Youan asked after letting Song Xi resign to the bed and lay down.
"Over there, that cabinet, the second drawer..." Song Xici stretched out his fingers.
"Wait a minute." Tang Youan turned around and walked over, opened the drawer, and saw all the messes in it.
A small green dinosaur, a yellow-colored chicken, and it croaks unpleasantly when it is accidentally pinched, and so on. After fiddling for a long time, I found a few boxes of medicines.
Hearing Tang Youan's voice of turning over the boxes and the cabinets, Song Xici was a little lost for a moment.
After finding it, Tang You'an left the room without stopping.
After a while, she came into the house with a glass of warm water.
After urging Song Xici to finish taking the medicine, Tang Youan breathed a sigh of relief, took the remaining half glass of water and put it aside, and told her earnestly: "In the future, you must eat well, three meals a day are indispensable."
"Well," Song Xici nodded, "but sometimes there is no way for us in this line of business..."
"Then at least don't stop eating it because of the snooze category." Song Xici gave Tang Youan the impression that she was snooze.
"Okay." Song Xici's eyes were sore that he could only nod his head.
"If you promise, you will do it." Tang Youan continued.
"Okay, okay, I promise you... Hey, you go to bed first..." Song Xici coughed, "I'll take a bath after a while."
"What time are you going to the studio tomorrow?" Tang Youan asked again.
"Get there at half past eight..." Song Xici replied.
"Well, then you go to bed earlier, good night." Tang Youan finally smiled slightly, and then walked out of the door.
Seeing that the door was closed, Song Xi slowed her speech for a while, then turned her head and looked at the cup on the bed next to her. The corners of her lips suddenly burst into a smile: "Thank you... so concerned about me."
On the other side, Tang Youan went back to the bedroom. After washing up, he picked up the phone and set the alarm clock. He started to search for food that was good for the stomach, and wrote them down one by one.
When she woke up the next morning, she changed clothes and washed, then left the room and went directly to the kitchen.
After opening the refrigerator, Tang Youan put the phone aside, took out the ingredients and walked to the side to start cleaning.
After making breakfast, Tang Youan checked the time, it was half past seven, so he walked to Song Xici's bedroom door and knocked on it.
"Xixi, get up, wash and have breakfast." Tang Youan said softly.
However, no one in the house responded...
"Xi Ci?" Tang Youan knocked on the door again.
Still no response.
"Then I'm in." After Tang Youan finished speaking, he grabbed the door handle, unscrewed it, and walked in.
After entering, I saw Song Xici lying on the bed and pressing a pillow on the back of his head.
"Xixi," Tang Youan walked over, squatted down, and patted the bed lightly, "Breakfast."
"Let me... sleep for another five minutes..." At this moment, Song Xici turned over and finally said something in a daze.
So Tang Youan looked at the time and waited for her.
After five minutes passed, Tang Youan patted the bed again: "Xixi, it's time to get up."
"Five more minutes..."
"Okay." Tang Youan stood up, walked to a hanging chair on the balcony and sat down, staring at the phone screen and so on.
When it was time, Tang Youan put away the phone and walked to the bed again: "Xixi, it's time to get up."
"Okay..." However, as soon as Song Xici finished speaking, there was no further text.
"Song Xici." This time, Tang You'an frowned and his tone became heavier.
Song Xici trembled, raised her hand and rubbed her eyes, then opened her eyes and looked at her.
"If you really don't take yourself seriously, then I won't care about you anymore." Tang Youan frowned, put one hand in his trouser pocket, turned around and walked out the door.
Song Xici was frightened. Tang You'an's expression is so terrifying, did he just round up and be murdered
After seeing Tang Youan go out, Song Xici jumped up in an instant, opened the cloakroom, picked a sweater and put it on, and hurried out.
"Wait wait!" Running to the stairs, Song Xici reached out and pulled her arm as she walked.
However, Tang Youan still walked on his own.
"Wait a minute!" So Song Xici quickly jumped down a few steps like a rabbit, stopped her Tang Youan at the corner of the stairs, leaned back against the railing in a panic, grabbed her collar, and pulled her closer to him .
However, caught off guard, Tang You'an staggered slightly because Song Xici's force was too strong, stretched out his hand to support the railing, his long hair fell to his chest, and his pupils shrank, which was equivalent to half a circle around Song Xici.
At this moment, the two people who approached were a little stunned, but just stared at each other blankly.
The warm lights in the corridor sprinkled on Song Xici's soft-line cheeks, making her appearance more unique, and her slightly raised eyes added a little wildness to her.
Song Xici wore a close-fitting milk tea-colored slim-fit knitted sweater, and the soft and close-fitting fabric perfectly complemented her figure.
Inexplicably, such a soft body makes people want to reach out and embrace it.
Between stumbling, Tang Youan felt an inexplicable sigh of relief in his chest, and had nowhere to release it. As a last resort, he opened his lips slightly and looked at her...
And Song Xici looked at her beautiful lips, and a terrible idea suddenly came up in her mind—
Tang Youan's lips, what does it feel like to kiss
The author has something to say: not too many people bubbling from the beginning to the end... I suspect that the click is fake...