Chapter 165

With this in mind, song Qinghuan turned on the computer and left a message to Li Wei on wechat, asking her to send back the photos taken that day.

After receiving the message, Li Wei sent the photo to us soon.

However, there is only one photo, the original blurred photo, taken with a mobile phone and then passed around, is becoming more blurred.

Song Qinghuan comforted himself better than nothing.

Now the only thing she can look forward to is that she can find a way to keep warm and get her bag back. If the money and mobile phone are gone, they will be gone. I just hope those photos are still there.

Song Qinghuan, who turned off the computer, threw the computer aside, and the whole person fell on the bed, looking very tired.

At this time, the bedroom door opened a seam, a big paw extended in, successfully opened the seam of the door.

Then, Zishi's round head squeezed in through the crack of the door, and called twice to song Qinghuan on the bed.

Lying in bed, song Qinghuan wakes up suddenly. When he opens his eyes, he sees the big Tibetan mastiff "Zishi"!

"Ow -" Zishi called again, but this time the cry was different, especially heavy, especially weak, and especially gentle.

It seems, with a little bit of unhappiness.

Song Qinghuan sat up and looked at it: "Why are you here? Your father is none of your business today! "

“……” Zishi didn't make a sound. He just stepped to the bedside, lying down, holding his head and sticking out his tongue at her.

Song Qinghuan leaned down, hesitated for a moment, and then rubbed his big head: "I'm not happy today, it seems that we are in the same boat!"

Zishi suddenly stood up, jumped to bed with a slight jump, and then rubbed song Qinghuan's body with his round brain bag.

Song Qinghuan was tickled by it, but it was rare to smile happily, and he avoided it with a smile.

Zishi seems to be happy, suddenly very excited to shake, then huge body jumped on the bed.

"You're so cute!" This kind of Zishi made song Qinghuan feel no fear.

Although she was still a little too bold, she still hugged Zishi Mao's towering body with her hands. It was very comfortable. If she slept with it, it would be very warm.

Such a warm Zishi has never hurt her Zishi. She should not be so afraid.

When Yuhan pushed the door in, she heard a "whine" from upstairs, and her occasional laughter.

He lightly hooked his lips without any worry. Zishi was sent by him. When she came back, she was very depressed, but now it seems that she should be OK.

Shi Yuhan steps upstairs, but the door of song Qinghuan's bedroom is not closed. He rushes in directly and bends down to separate song Qinghuan and Zishi.

Song Qinghuan looked up at him and found that he had changed his clothes and was no longer a dark suit in the daytime.

Put on a white shirt and black trousers, outside is a light color suit coat, with the same color belt and watch, with a bit of coldness.

After knowing and contacting for so long, it seems that he made her feel wrong when she came back just now.

Sure enough. He is aloof, leaving only a sense of distance.

When the cold has been looking at the sight of song Qinghuan, song Qinghuan think he may have something to say.

Has the bag been found? So fast? Song Qinghuan's eyes suddenly brightened, his little face opened a sweet smile, and happily asked: "what, did you find the bag?"

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