Mr. Qi and his face-slapping lady

Chapter 62

The Sea of ​​Clouds in July is the time when the flow of people is the largest, and most tourists like to come here to play, to see the sea here, to check in the check-in spots of Internet celebrities that have been excavated in the past six months, but for those who have been here since childhood Song Weiyi, who grew up, was not interested at all, she immediately took Song Weizhi to grandma's house with her suitcase after the holiday.

There are some flowers and plants planted at the door of every house here, and they are full of vitality along the way. The old ladies gather together to eat sunflower seeds and chat, the old men gather together to play chess, and occasionally a few go home angrily after losing chess. But it doesn't affect the harmony and relaxation here.

You can't climb the roof this day, and you will probably be familiar with it when you go up, Song Weiyi turns on the floor fan in the room, sits down on the window sill, holds a glass of ice water in her hand, and looks at the outside world aimlessly. people.

'Boom boom boom'
"Enter."

Song Weiyi glanced at Song Weizhi who opened the door and came in and sat on the chair. He blocked half of the wind as soon as he sat down, and suddenly felt uncomfortable sitting on the window sill. Song Weiyi jumped down, closed the window and turned on the fan, leaned on the bed, Ask: "Why?"

"Will the king play?" The voice of 'TIMI' popped out from Song Weizhi's cell phone.

Song Weiyi glanced at him and scolded, "I'm sick."

Song Weizhi knew that she was not good at playing, and asking her to play together was probably to play 1V1 and torture her bloody.

Song Weiyi opened WeChat and wanted to send a message to Zheng Pipi, who was about to join the filming team, but accidentally left Qi Nian at the top. After careful calculation, they hadn't seen each other for a month. Song Weiyi gave a soft 'tsk' and said : "Didn't your school teachers have a holiday?"

"Let it go."

"Oh." Song Weiyi didn't want to see this dishonest person again, so she casually threw the phone aside, fished out the cigarette case in the drawer, and lit the cigarette with a little strength, Song Weiyi smoked one after another, and lit it again after one was finished. No matter what, I couldn't suppress the fire in my heart.

Song Weizhi was so smoked that he couldn't breathe, and when he was dead, he quickly got up and opened the window, complaining: "Sister, please take pity on your little brother."

Song Weiyi took a deep breath and spat on his face on purpose, and said impatiently, "Go out if you don't want to smell it."

Song Weizhi didn't want to stay in the room by himself, so he had to hold back his breath.

'buzz'
Song Weiyi held the cigarette in one hand and stretched out the other hand far away from the bed sheet to grab the phone.

Qi Fox [Where is it? 】

"Bah, you ignored me for a month and now you still want to ask me where I am? It's a beautiful idea." Even though she said so, Song Weiyi's hands were still very honest, [Grandma's house. 】

She felt that she was worthless, and Qi Nian Gougou could pass by herself, but isn't that what love is like, Song Weiyi enjoyed it, the annoying energy just now disappeared without a trace, she curled her mouth Inhale the last puff of cigarette and play with the smoke ring one after another.

Looking at her like this, Song Weizhi knew who she was replying to. He said coldly, "Sister, Teacher Qi will send you a message and you will be able to do so. You should also be more reserved."

Song Weiyi was surprised: "How do you know it's him?"

Just as Song Weizhi thought about it, he was killed by the opposite hero in the game. He put the phone aside, supported the back of the chair with one hand, and dangled his legs out of shape. He said, "What is your brother?" I didn't expect it?"

Song Weiyi rolled her eyes: "Crazy."

Song Weiyi was like this when she was with Ren Dian back then, she was so angry just now, when Ren Dian sent the message, she immediately smiled like a flower, Song Weizhi felt that this principle also applies to Qi Nian.

In the evening, looking west from Song Weiyi’s window sill is the most beautiful time. The lavender sunset glow covers the sky, and occasionally a few birds fly over just to add color to the painting.

In the eyes of travelers, this city is a beautiful place that cannot be more beautiful, but for those who have lived here since childhood, this city will only be overwhelming, and if you don't work hard, you will be thrown into a slum.

This city is full of intrigues and wars without gunpowder. Everyone is fighting for their own interests. Even relatives can ruin their supposedly happy life for their own interests.

Song Weiyi took out her mobile phone to take a picture of today's sunset, and I have to say, it's really beautiful.

Song Weizhi leaned on the side, speechless: "Tsk tsk, you little girls love such fancy things."

Song Weiyi glanced at him, Song Weizhi quickly shut up, he took out his mobile phone and clicked on Moments, the top one was Sunset, he thought it was Song Weiyi's photo and just wanted to comment when he saw the note: Wen Ya.

Song Weizhi raised his eyebrows in surprise, this person finally remembered to post on Moments, he gave Wen Ya a like and commented: It's so beautiful.

"Sister." Song Weizhi rubbed his arm against her, "Send me the photo you just took."

Song Weiyi looked at him with a fake smile: "No."

Song Weizhi scolded her for being stingy, and turned his mobile phone to take a picture facing the window, and Song Weiyi leaned against the window and looked at him, speechless: "You little girl."

Song Weizhi just ignored her, took the photo and sent it to Moments: Isn't it pretty?
Song Weiyi commented in seconds: It's so ugly.

Just after commenting, a message from Qi Fox popped up.

Qi Fox [Come down. 】

Song Weiyi didn't reply to the message, but patted Song Weizhi on the shoulder and said, "I'm going out for a while."

Her joy has already covered her whole body. If she could fly, she would choose to fly out of the window instead of running out now.

Song Weiyi opened the door and saw Qi Nian standing at the door holding a bouquet of flowers. He was wearing short-sleeved shorts that are very suitable for summer today. He is very white, and his exposed body muscles are well-organized. Song Weiyi's gaze is very dishonest. Touching his slightly raised pectoral muscles, she unconsciously pursed her lips: it must feel very good!

Sensing her gaze, Qi Nian pushed the bouquet of roses to his chest, and coughed awkwardly: "How did you do in the exam?"

Song Weiyi hastily closed her gaze, and pretended to be serious and replied: "It's not bad." In fact, her heart was already in a mess, and her ears were flushed with shame from her own thoughts.

"That's fine." Qi Nian handed the rose to her: "For you."

Qi Nian gave white roses, and the flower language of white roses is pure, innocent, innocent and pure love.It is also very suitable for people who have a crush on it for a long time, it is very suitable for them.

"So caring." Song Weiyi took the bouquet of roses, eleven roses. She had studied this before and naturally knew what it meant. Unexpectedly, Qi Nian was old but her heart was quite pure. Song Weiyi deliberately asked him: "Do you know how to send ten roses?" What does a white rose mean?"

"Represents the purest romantic love."

(End of this chapter)