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Chapter 580 580: Gu Qi Extra: Song Zhi Stays Overnight and Lives Together (Second Update)

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    He also put a tank of water in at that time. When he was unconscious, he had a dream. In the dream, there was a girl wearing a fisherman hat. She cried and asked him to wait for him.

    After waking up from the dream, he climbed out of the bathtub and tattooed the pattern on her hat, only changing the letters.

    He never believed in ghosts and gods, and he didn¡¯t care whether she was a ghost or a god.  He dragged her rising body back into his arms and held her legs to prevent her from moving.

    The next day, it was cloudy, but it didn¡¯t rain. The sun occasionally escaped from the dark clouds and came out, bringing the autumn wind with it, destroying the fallen leaves.

    "Song Zhi"

    Qin Su squatted beside the bed, the curtains were open, and the light cast shadows under her eyelashes, making her tremble.

    "Song Zhi."

    Song Zhi pulled back the quilt that covered half of her face, turned over, and muttered half asleep: "Well"

    Qin Su said: "It's time for you to eat."

    She rubbed her pillow and lay on the bed for a while. When she just woke up, her voice was soft and weak: "What time is it?"

    "One twenty."

    Her eyes were fully opened, and she was slightly stung by the not-so-strong sun.  At twenty past one, she slept for nine hours.

    Her ears felt hot when pressed by the pillow. She crawled back into the quilt and reached out to touch her phone: "Why didn't you call me earlier?"

    When I looked at my phone, I saw more than 20 missed calls.

    "You are sleeping soundly." Qin Su said.  When she fell asleep, he kept looking at her, always checking to see if he was in a dream.

    Song Zhi sat up wrapped in quilt and called Pei Shuangshuang back.

    Pei Shuangshuang really lost his temper with her: "Where are you? I almost called the police, honey."

    "It's a bit of a personal matter."

    This answer is vague.

    Her voice meant something like that. Pei Shuangshuang didn't believe in love, but that didn't mean she didn't have a man. She felt like a mirror: "I've put off all your work this week." At the end, she made an ambiguous joke,  "enjoy it."

    A sensible agent must learn to put out the light bulb himself. Pei Shuangshuang hung up the phone first.

    Song Zhi¡¯s ears turned even redder.

    She looked at the ground: "Where are my clothes?" Are they still on the balcony?

    Qin Su looked at the marks on her arm, his eyes didn¡¯t hide at all, and he said straightforwardly: ¡°Wash it.¡±

    Who washed it?

    Song Zhi didn¡¯t ask.

    Qin Su brought the clean clothes on the bedside table: "Put on mine first."

    He gave her the clothes while he was still standing.

    Song Zhi pulled the quilt up to her shoulders: "I want to get dressed." It wasn't that she was coy, but that she didn't want to act like she was experienced.

    In fact, she is quite experienced. Gu Qi taught her everything in the past.

    Qin Su did not turn around immediately. It took more than ten seconds before turning around: "The toothbrush and towel are placed on the bathroom cabinet. After washing up, come out to eat."

    After he finished speaking, he went out first.

    When brushing her teeth, Song Zhi kept the corners of her mouth curved. After brushing her teeth, she put her toothbrush next to him.

    We had takeout for lunch, and all we ordered were light meals.  There was no smoke in the kitchen and it was sparkling clean. Qin Su probably didn't go to the kitchen very often.  Song Zhi was wearing his T-shirt and long sweatpants. He had just taken a quick shower, and his wet bangs had not yet dried.

    While eating, Song Zhi asked Qin Su: "When is your birthday?"

    He looked very good: "November 12th."

    Song Zhi said: "It's December 25th."

    He knew that she had written him a page of private information, including her bank card number.

    Song Zhi watched him pick out the coriander from the shrimp meat: "Don't you eat coriander?"

    It was not good to chat while eating, but she couldn't help but wanted to know more about him.

    "Um."

    She likes coriander. When ordering takeout, Qin Su made a note to add more coriander.

    Song Zhi asked him again: "Do you like black very much?"

    The decoration in his home was all black, which looked very stereotyped and deserted, even the bed sheets and curtains were all the same. Song Zhi thought he liked black very much.

    He said: "I like white."

    He is a person who does not pamper himself at all. Song Zhi studied a little bit of psychology when he was studying medicine. Such a person will wrap softness with thorns and will not love himself at all.

    "When did you learn guitar?" Song Zhi wanted to know everything.

    When he was in the ancient capital of Licheng, Qin Su knew everythingNot telling her would be indifferent.

    ¡°I started learning when I was seven,¡± he said. ¡°My mother taught me.¡±

    Song Zhi kept asking questions, and today he would answer everything.

    After dinner, Qin Su went to the study to work. Song Zhi watched a movie for a while, and then took a lunch break in his bedroom. The pillow was full of his breath, which made her feel at ease.  She had a very good dream. In the dream, they were lying on the beach. The sky was very blue, the clouds had various shapes, the waves were chasing back and forth, and the fish swam up to kiss the palm of her hand.

    She woke up and it was Qin Su kissing her palm.

    "Are you feeling uncomfortable?"

    She was still a little confused and shook her head sleepily.

    Qin Su sat next to her: "Do you have work tomorrow?"

    "No."

    "What about the day after tomorrow?"

    "No." She was in a good mood and leaned over to hug him, "I haven't had any work this week." If he didn't want her to leave, she could never have a job.

    "Is it hot?"

    She was sweating: "A little bit."

    Qin Su turned on the air conditioner and adjusted the temperature to 22 degrees. He picked her up and went to the bathroom.

    The sound of water swaying came out, accompanied by the emotional whispers, the sun got into the clouds again, and the clouds were surging.  (Remember the website address: www.hlnovel.com
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