After all, they were young people. When they saw that the police were fierce, they immediately became a little afraid and stopped talking.
"Now that this matter is resolved, let's go." Song Chulang looked back and left.
Lu Qingying followed him closely until he turned around and couldn't see those people. Then he said unpleasantly, "The thousand yuan should not be given, and a dime should not be given."
Song Chulang didn't say anything. Lu Qingxi looked at the back of his head and said, "But I didn't expect you to fight so hard, have you ever practiced?"
"Experienced", Song Chulang froze. He not only practiced, but also practiced desperately. After three people in the United States that year, he realized that he did not protect Song Chuyi and Song Yunyang. Later, they practiced it a little bit, but they never needed him to protect him again.
He sighed and opened the door with a card.
"Uncle Song, thank you so much for tonight", Lu Qingying's voice suddenly lowered very low, very serious.
She really didn't expect Song Chulang to do it for her. Isn't he a cold and ruthless person?
But the longer she spent with him, the less she found out that he wasn't such a person.
"It's nothing, but I think your boyfriend is really annoying." Song Chulang took off his coat and threw it to a nearby chair. "Are you a boyfriend with eyes closed?"
"Maybe it is," Lu Qingmao teased and ridiculed.
"I'm going to take a shower", Song Chulang turned back, seeing that she had been staring at herself, and stunned: "What do you think I do?"
"I want to see you, why can't you watch," Lu Qing said with a smirk.
Song Chulang's face brushed unnaturally. Lu Qingying did not understand the reason for his unnaturalness. When he looked at him and took out a pair of black men's underwear, he realized that his face was hot, and he bowed his head to pretend Play with your phone.
Song Chulang was still a little embarrassed when she saw her, and thought to her that it was not good to live in a room with a little girl.
Lu Qingyi opened WeChat and received a text message from Chen Weiye: Would you still spend the night in a cafe tonight, would you still go to the bar tonight, the long-legged Obaga encountered in the bar last night had your number ?
Lu Qingshui patted his head, oh, I forgot about Ouba last night.
Still go?
Somehow Flash of Song Chulang's handsome face flashed in her mind, but she gave up the idea.
Forget it, last night, the long-legged Ouba was far less handsome than Song Chulang, so that long-legged Song Chulang did not lose to him, and suddenly lost interest.
She replied to Chen Weiye: No, I met a more handsome uncle.
Chen Weiye: Your peach blossom is too prosperous, but it's an uncle. Will you get older and not married?
Lu Qingyi: No marriage, no love, it is the Song Chulang I talked to. Actually, I found that he is not bad now, although his mouth is not so gentle as a gentleman, but he is a bit pitiful, and he helped me today. After Zhou Shilun, he was handsome after shaving his beard.
Chen Weiye: Hey, wouldn't you be so indifferent to others, you said yesterday that he was very bad to you, cursing him for a lonely life, and no one cleaned up when he died.
Lu Qingyi :.
Chen Weiye: But I tell you, the world of the uncle is still very complicated and difficult to understand. After all, we are young and know that you are not afraid of the heavens, but we still need to pay attention.
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Song Chulang came out of the bath and saw the little girl lying on the sofa and staring at the moonlight outside the floor-to-ceiling window.
He thought about it, and tightened his chest tightly again, lest she peek into her chest again, "You can take a bath."
"Well," Lu Qingxi sat up and saw the man in a white bathrobe, his nose almost warming.
It ’s too sloppy, although I ’ve seen him wearing a bathrobe before, but it ’s an unshaven uncle, and half of his bangs blocked his eyes. Except for his figure, he did n’t look at him, but tonight The long hair was held in the back, the ears and outlines were exposed, and Liu Haihai's hair was moist, which was just a high-value demon.
"Don't look at me, I won't like you," Song Chulang said lightly, but didn't want the little girl to have a misunderstanding.
"Who likes you rarely? I appreciate your beauty, do you understand?" Lu Qing winked.
Song Chulang stared at her, went to bed, and pulled the quilt.
Lu Qingxi smiled secretly, took his clothes and went to take a bath.
Song Chulang took out a cigarette and lit it. Before long, he heard a woman singing in the bathroom.
Take a bath and sing.
He rubbed his eyebrows, not understanding the world of women.
After taking a bath, Lu Qingxi came out wearing white pajamas and pyjamas. After the little girl took a bath, her face turned red, making people think of peaches that were about to mature.
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Peach flickered in her mind, and Song Chulang couldn't help but glanced at her chest under her pajamas. The pajamas were too spacious to be seen.
But when he realized what he was doing, he took a hard breath and took his gaze back.
Lu Qingxi coughed softly and fanned the smoke in the house with his hand. "Uncle, why do you always like to smoke, but also let me smoke second-hand smoke, and also like to smoke on the bed, carefully burn the quilt .
"Get used to it," Song Chulang said lightly.
"I heard my dad say that when men are in a bad mood, they like to smoke," Lu Qingxi said.
Song Chulang didn't say a word, it was true. Later, he got used to it and couldn't stop it.
"If you want to live longer, take less time," Lu Qingxi said seriously.
Song Chulang sarcastically said, "You don't mean anything if you live too long."
"Look how you live," Lu Qingxi smiled suddenly, "Uncle, I think you are like a fruit, do you know what it looks like?"
"I don't know." Song Chulang looked at the little girl sitting on the sofa. She had just taken a bath, her legs were crossed, her feet and the exposed ankles were white, and her white pajamas were pure and moving.
"Like a durian," Lu Qingyu said, "It's all thorns, thick thorns, stinky and pungent. People who want to touch you will be stabbed if you accidentally, and want to eat you, Peeling your shell is also a skill. If you open it forcibly, it will destroy the meat inside. After being opened, it will smell bad. Many people do n’t like it and do n’t like the taste, but some people also taste it. I found it to be particularly delicious. "
Song Chulang listened aloud, half aloud, and suddenly laughed.
Someone said he was like durian.
Stinky and stingy.
Many people don't like to eat, and many people like to eat.
"is it"? He didn't believe it, and clearly no one likes him.
"It's true." Lu Qing nodded his head, dark black eyes looked at him for a moment, and lay down again. "Forget it, I won't say it anymore, you, the person, will be ashamed and angry when you say so."
"Don't say that you seem to know me well", Song Chulang squeezed the cigarette in the ashtray.
"Anyway, I think you also have a good side," Lu Qingxi said.
"Bright side"? Song Chulang's face flashed with sadness, "You are wrong, I am bad, very bad, many people say so."
"Maybe, maybe you have done a lot of bad things, and there must be a reason for others to hate you," Lu Qingxi said thoughtfully, "but I think you must also have your worries, and you may It ’s not bad, it ’s just that you have done something wrong, and you can change it if you do something wrong. ”
Song Chulang's narrowed pupil trembled, his lips clenched stiffly.
Did he just do something wrong?
Can he be forgiven?
But forgive me, everyone doesn't need him anymore.
"It's late, let's sleep," he whispered a long time.
Lu Qingsong didn't talk anymore. It was a rare happiness to be able to sleep on the sofa one night.
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At three or four in the middle of the night, she woke up and wanted to go to the bathroom. She tiptoed to the bathroom and saw Song Chulang's one foot exposed. She carefully went to help cover the quilt and went back to the sofa to sleep again.
She didn't know. In the darkness, Song Chulang opened his eyes.
He always slept lightly and woke up with a little movement. He knew when she got up to go to the bathroom.
Someone covered him.
Except when his grandma covered him as a child, no one has covered him for a long time.
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The next day, Lu Qingying was awakened by the sound of the outside broadcast. She sat up with sleepy eyes and saw the rows of houses in the distance. Is it time for Hawaii?
"You're awake", Song Chulang has been dressed neatly, looks like going to go out, "have arrived in Honolulu, and will stay here for a day today."
"Are you going out, wait for me", Lu Qingxi saw him look, and sat up in a hurry.
Song Chulang looked at it for a moment, and suddenly turned his eyes away, "you put on your clothes before you talk."
Lu Qingxi bowed her head inexplicably, until she saw two little red beans, she violently covered her chest, her blush was transparent, she remembered that she had taken off her underwear secretly when she slept last night.