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"I'm fine." Song Chujiu answered with unclear emotions. "If you're sleepy, go to bed first."
"I'm not sleepy," Xiao Rong said quickly.
After about half an hour, Song Chujiu finally walked out of the bathroom.
Her hair was still wet and had not been dried. Water droplets dripped down the tips of her hair.
She just said briefly, "I'm a little tired, so I'm going to bed first."
Afterwards, Song Chujiu returned to his room.
Song Chujiu didn¡¯t wake up until the evening of the next day.
As soon as she woke up, she smelled something burning.
She got up from the bed and walked out of the room.
From the direction of the kitchen, Xiao Rong's soft voice came.
Song Chujiu walked to the kitchen and found that his kitchen was almost half burned by Xiao Rong.
"Xiao Rong, what are you doing?"
The sudden voice startled Xiao Rong.
She glanced at the kitchen behind her and coughed softly: "Well, I wanted to prepare a dinner for you, but I didn't expect there was a little mistake in the middle."
Song Chujiu¡¯s eyebrows still showed a hint of tiredness, ¡°There¡¯s no need to do anything else, let¡¯s go out to eat tonight.¡±
Xiao Rong glanced at the burned food with a guilty conscience, none of which was successful.
"Okay, let me clean up the kitchen and then we'll go out."
Song Chujiu returned to the room and was about to change clothes when the cell phone placed on the bedside table started buzzing.
Song Chujiu took the phone over and found that it was an unfamiliar number.
She looked at it for a few seconds and answered the phone.
"Is this Miss Song?" A gentle and demure female voice came from the other end of the phone. "I am Xi Qianluo."
Song Chujiu was quiet, "Is something wrong?"
"Ms. Song, do you have time to meet? I want to talk to you in person."
After hanging up the phone, Song Chujiu walked to the kitchen.
"Xiao Rong, you can eat by yourself later. I have an appointment with someone else."
Xiao Rong was cleaning up the kitchen when he heard this and looked up at her.
"Who do you have an appointment with?"
Song Chujiu didn¡¯t want to say more, but changed the topic.
"Are you going home soon?"
"No reply." Xiao Rong answered simply and neatly. She was having a cold war with that bitch Wen Ye. She originally wanted to run away from home, but when she received Xiao Moqing's call, she ran out without stopping.
I have no excuse for being worried.
Song Chujiu nodded, "The key is still in the same place. Remember to take it when you go out to eat later. I'll go out first."
"good."
Song Chujiu and Xi Qianluo made an appointment to meet in a cafe.
When entering the coffee shop, Xi Qianluo was already waiting there early.
Song Chujiu sat in front of Xi Qianluo, "Sorry, I'm late."
Xi Qianluo smiled and said, "No, I came early."
The waiter came in with the menu, and Song Chujiu and Xi Qianluo each ordered a cup of coffee.
Song Chujiu did not speak first, but sat silently on the chair.
Ask her why you are looking for her?
It is not necessary and only adds to the hypocrisy.
With Xi Qianluo¡¯s intelligence, how could he not have guessed what happened yesterday?
Xi Qianluo seemed a little unsure of how to speak, and did not speak for a while.
At this time, the waiter came slowly over with the brewed coffee.
The aroma of coffee floats in the air with white mist.
Just when the waiter was about to put the coffee on the table, her eyes suddenly turned cold, and she took the still hot coffee cup and threw it at Xi Qianluo's face!
When Song Chujiu turned around, he noticed the waiter's movements and stood up suddenly to stop him.
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