Chapter 897

It's smooth, soft and explosive.

Rolled his eyes, patted Chu Rong's hand and sat up from the bed.

"Good morning." Song Ci pulled down his pajamas, covered his waist and said hello.

Chu Rong, who was shot, woke up and felt wronged.

Staring at Song Ci's eyes, I almost didn't touch my waist. You're too much and express it incisively and vividly.

Song Ci ignored Chu Rong's wronged eyes, got up directly from bed, and then began to look for his missing mobile phone.

Chu Rong sat on the bed, weighing his chin, staring at Song Ci calmly, looking for his mobile phone everywhere.

Song Ci searched for a long time, and then he just couldn't find his poor mobile phone.

Song Ci was stunned. The mobile phone went there.

"Xiao Rong, call my cell phone quickly." Song Ci looked at Chu Rong and said.

Chu Rong didn't move, with a smile on his face.

If Song Ci doesn't understand, she is stupid.

"My cell phone is with you," Song Ci affirmed.

"Well." Chu Rong nodded and admitted without hesitation.

"So you look at me like a fool and look for me like a headless fly?" Song Ci narrowed his eyes dangerously.

"How can you? You're so cute. How can you be a fool? It's obviously a little cute." Chu Rong immediately raised his hand and surrendered.

Otherwise, Song Ci will blow up later.

Handed in the Song Ci.

Song Ci took the phone and finally gave Chu Rong a good face.

"Get up soon." Song Ci put his cell phone aside and stretched out his hand to pull Chu Rong on the bed.

She just looked at the time and found that it was close to 11 o'clock at 10 o'clock, but there was still a dinner party today. If she didn't get up, she couldn't get together.

"OK, don't pull." Chu Rong hurried down from the bed.

Song Ci saw Chu Rong get up and went directly to the bathroom to wash.

Chu Rong also went back to his room to wash. He wanted to be with Song Ci, but unfortunately his washing items were not here.

After Song Ci and Chu Rong washed, Chu Rong went to the kitchen to scald Song Ci Sheng.

Song Banlan and Yu haven't got up yet, and Chu Rong hasn't called them either.

Although the competition looks the same as usual these days, I'm afraid that other people have more or less pressure except Song Ci and Chu Rong. Now they are finally liberated. Naturally, they need to relax.

In the morning, the mobile phone ring of Song Ci was pressed by Chu Rong. When it just rang two or three times, Chu Rong quickly turned off the alarm clock.

The time to go to the manor where we can eat the whole fish feast is set in the afternoon, and then we will play there all afternoon.

Song Ci looked at a large bowl of milky soup in front of him, with some soft and rotten meat in it.

"Here, drink, there's more in the kitchen." Chu Rong sat next to Song Ci and had a bowl of soup in front of him, but Chu Rong's bowl was much more normal than the big bowl of Song Ci.

After receiving the spoon handed over by Chu Rong, Song Ci didn't know what expression he should show.

This is too different. I always feel that Chu Rong is raising pigs.

And she is the pig.

Song Ci: "

The more I think about it, the less I feel. Therefore, Song Ci turned grief and anger into appetite, ate and drank, and the right to eat and drink was Chu Rong!

In this way, I really feel comfortable.

After a bowl of soup was finished, Chu Rong brought Song Ci a bowl of porridge that looked colorful.