Sichen put down his beer and grabbed song Qinghuan's kitchen knife. Then he squeezed song Qinghuan to the side and sneered, "are you a woman? You can't cut a dish. Can you still eat the food you make? You made such a thing for my brother. You want to poison my brother to death
Cheap mouth, poisonous tongue!
Song Huan was surprised to see whether he would bite her teeth or not.
After spitting out a bad breath, song Qinghuan was just thinking about how to teach sichen well. Sichen's phone rang.
Sichen didn't lift his head. He immediately said, "my phone is on the tea table. Go and get it for me."
Song Qinghuan stares at him. He just wants to get it by himself, but he sees sichen's ceaseless movements.
Again and again
This boy, the food is really cut very well.
Song Qinghuan thought about it, turned to the living room, took the mobile phone from the coffee table and came to the kitchen.
As soon as they came and went, the phone had stopped ringing.
Song Qinghuan holds his mobile phone and lights up the screen. He wants sichen to see who is calling and whether he wants to call back. Suddenly, on the screen, a woman jumps out. She is very sexy. She is wearing a big chest like a wave of water, and she looks at her. After a while, she takes off all her clothes.
Song Qinghuan's chin clattered down, and he couldn't close it for a long time.
"Who's calling?" Sichen cuts the dishes on the board, looks back at Song Qinghuan, and picks up song Qinghuan's mobile phone.
The caller ID number gave him a cold wheeze.
Just want to put the mobile phone away, see song Qinghuan panic eyes and blush face, sichen eyes cunning a turn, and then the rise of a prank mind.
"How nice the picture was?" Si Chen asked.
Song Qinghuan stares at him without making a sound, and sichen says, "I have some more beautiful pictures. Come on, let me show you."
He said, click on his mobile phone, and then slide open all kinds of pictures of hand-to-hand combat between men and women to let song Qinghuan know.
Song Qinghuan was so red that his whole face could bleed, and he roared: "sichen! What kind of shit is in your grandmother's head
Sichen gently blocked his ears with his hand, and then said lazily, "this is the medicine that the psychologist prescribed for me, so that I can like women in the future. You should be happy, so that you don't have to worry. I'll take it from you in the future. What's the trouble?"
With his eyes slightly narrowed, he leaned over and gazed at Song Qinghuan's eyes. He said to himself, "do you want to help me ~ ~"
then he blew two mouthfuls of ambiguous air in Song Qinghuan's ear.
Song Qinghuan was full of black lines and pushed him away: "sichen, you are sick. Aren't you with Shimu? Then you'll have a good time. What's the matter with you? "
Mention when mu, Si Chen's facial expression instant black come down: "who and he together, I tell you I don't like him at all."
With a cold smile, he continued to say, "I'm not going to be with him just to irritate him. I don't want him to be stimulated. What else do I want him to do?"
Song Qinghuan's small face flashed a little confused and asked in disbelief: "really? Then he was injured. Why are you so anxious? "
Si Chen looked at her bitterly and said in a low voice: "do you care about me? I tell you that I like women now. I don't believe me. Believe it or not, I'll deal with you right away! "