Chapter 818

Because it's too much, even if you don't rub it, your stomach will feel pain.

If you don't knead, you will feel pain. If you knead, you can't have no pain at all.

"Next time I can't eat, I won't eat. It doesn't matter if I have leftovers." Chu Rong continued to rub his stomach for Song Ci and said at the same time.

Chu Rong felt that the greatest possibility of Song Ci's eating support was that he didn't want leftovers, so he insisted on eating after eating, so he ate support luxuriantly.

"OK." Song Ci nodded, and she would never eat again.

Although Chu Rong rubbed his stomach, it wasn't too uncomfortable, but it was still uncomfortable.

Song Ci obediently collapsed on the sofa and let Chu Rong knead her stomach. Her stomach didn't hurt so much at the beginning.

It's just itchy.

Song Ci narrowed her eyes and asked Chu Rong to rub her stomach. Then she narrowed and fell asleep directly.

Just had enough to eat, and then lying here, Chu Rong's big hand rubbed her stomach, warm, full and warm, Song Ci immediately began to feel sleepy.

Chu Rong tried his best to rub his belly for Song Ci. He didn't know that Song Ci had fallen asleep.

After a while, Chu Rong asked how Song Ci felt. Then when no one replied, he knew that Song Ci had fallen asleep.

Chu Rong: "

I don't know how to drop it. I feel a little speechless.

Chu Rong stopped rubbing his stomach, picked up Song Ci, put it flat on the sofa, and covered Song Ci with a black blanket.

Originally, I was going to take Song Ci back to my room to rest, but after thinking about it, I felt that Song Ci would sleep too much during the day. I was worried that Song Ci could not sleep at night, so I simply let Song Ci sleep on the sofa for an hour, and then wake up Song Ci after waiting for an hour.

Let Song Ci sleep on the couch, while Chu Rong took out the computer from his room and played games on the single sofa opposite Song Ci.

An hour later, Song Ci was awakened by Chu Rong.

Looking at the young Chu Rong with confused eyes, Song Ci is still in the clouds.

"Get up quickly. It's not good to sleep too much at night." Chu Rong squatted on the edge of the sofa and said.

Song Ci felt his blurred eyes gradually brighten.

Then

Song Ci turned over and put on his slippers and went straight to the bathroom when Chu Rong smiled with satisfaction.

When Song Ci solved the three urgent problems of perfect people and returned to the living room again, Chu Rong had sat on the single sofa opposite the couch.

Looking at the mechanical keyboard and card reader on the tea table, as well as the ice blue game card inserted on the card reader, Song Ci can easily see that Chu Rong is playing the game.

"How does your stomach feel now? Does it still hurt?" Chu Rong asked when he saw Song Ci's posture on the sofa.

Song Ci shook his head: "it doesn't hurt."

After solving the three urgent problems, the stomach should not be too comfortable.

"That's good." Chu Rong nodded at ease.

"Are you playing games?" Song Ci asked casually. The words were interrogative sentences, but the tone was quite affirmative.

"HMM." Chu Rong nodded and tapped the keyboard, obviously in the game.

Song Ci did not continue to disturb Chu Rong. He quietly collapsed on one side of the sofa and spread in various postures.

Chu Rong didn't speak for the time being. After waiting for a few minutes, Chu Rong's actions stopped. Chu Rong looked at Song Ci and said, "when you were sleeping, the annoying people came and invited us to an exhibition game after the game."