Tong Xi's nanny car device is still good.

There is a comfortable sofa in it.

After entering the car, Song Ci closed the door and turned on the air conditioner.

She really can't understand Tong Xi's wonderful idea and likes the quirk of watching the live broadcast of locomotive race in the cold wind.

She still likes warm places.

Because we need to watch the live broadcast, the expectation of Song Ci, which was originally very expected, is gone now.

He sat down on the sofa, leaned against the back of the sofa and closed his eyes.

She was thinking about a problem. Sure enough, if Tong Xi asked her again in the future, it would be a pigeon.

This decision is perfect!

Chu Rong sat next to Song Ci, looked at Song Ci and thought with his eyes closed, wondering whether Song Ci's mood had been affected by anything bad.

Alas, Chu Rong was speechless to Tong Xi's unreliable girl.

In fact, everything seems too strange.

After the warm hand treasure was charged, Song Ci felt happier when he held the warm hand treasure.

Put your cell phone on your lap. It's still the same picture in the live broadcast.

Empty, a group of people in the barrage were asking when the game would start.

However, no insider came out to say.

Song Ci didn't care much. He even wanted to see cartoons.

When Song Ci seriously considered this matter, there seemed to be some progress in the locomotive race.

Several locomotives lined up on the road.

Song Ci's idea of watching cartoons was temporarily cancelled.

However, seeing the very close locomotives, Song Ci felt that it was estimated that there would be no great views on the locomotive race in the future.

The road is too narrow and there are not many cars, but it's still a little crowded.

Song Ci's eyes were half narrowed and a little lazy.

Soon, in the live broadcast, the locomotive started.

When the car was far away and was about to disappear, the picture turned. It should have changed a camera.

Song Ci looked at it and felt a little dizzy.

Pinching his face, Song Ci leaned against the back of the sofa and closed his eyes.

Then he fell asleep soon.

It's only around 7 p.m. now. Although it's dark outside, it's not time for Song Ci to go to bed.

Song Ci fell asleep mainly because he didn't take a nap today.

I'm used to taking a nap every day. Suddenly I don't sleep. I can endure it. However, Song Ci didn't intend to endure at all.

So let it be and go to sleep.

Chu Rong looked at Song Ci, closed his eyes, and then breathed gradually. After thinking about it, he gently put Song Ci's body down, put his head on his legs, and found a blanket to cover Song Ci.

Song Miao on the opposite sofa looked at it and felt toothache.

However, I recognized Chu Rong more in my heart.

Song Ci put his head on Chu Rong's leg. Chu Rong's mobile phone is no fun.

Chu Rong didn't really want to play with his mobile phone. He came here to accompany Song Ci.

However, this is a failed trip. Should no one refute it?

Well, maybe, someone refuted.

For example, Tong Xi, who seems to have something wrong in their mind, may think this trip is perfect.

It can only be said that the values are different.

Song Ci fell asleep. Chu Rong and song Miao stared at each other.

As a person without other communication software, song Miao usually has nothing else except work.

When Song Ci was young, he could play with Song Ci everywhere with his identity as the fourth brother of Song Ci.

Now that Song Ci has grown up, he can't fool Song Ci so shamelessly. Then, he feels that the fun of life is gone.