she caused the gods to fall

Before Song Qingyan went into the bathroom of the master bedroom, Shen Daiyi quickly stepped forward and stood in front of him.

She was panting as she ran, her peach blossom eyes sparkled, and the tear mole at the end of her eyes made people bow their heads and hang out for kisses.

Under the light, the exposed skin was as white as cream, with a layer of luster.

Song Qingyan lowered his head, looking at her in his spare time.

Shen Daiyi hurriedly said: "That...let me get it for you."

"it is good."

Shen Daiyi turned around and went in to get him a razor.

In the bathroom, there was still moisture, and her clothes were placed next to the bathtub, and the top one was a gray-purple lace underwear.

Shen Daiyi's cheeks were flushed, she found the razor, and asked again: "Do you need the shower gel and shampoo you usually use?"

Song Qingyan replied: "No need, there are new ones in the second bedroom."

Shen Daiyi came out with a razor and saw Song Qingyan leaning against the wall waiting for her.

Shen Daiyi thought for a while, and explained her abnormal behavior: "It's not that I won't let you in, it's because I took a shower before and I haven't packed my things."

Song Qingyan took the razor: "I didn't think carefully."

"By the way, why did you let me live in the master bedroom?"

Song Qingyan said: "My sister will come over, if it is found that we sleep in separate rooms, it will cause unnecessary trouble."

"Ok."

After people left the master bedroom, Shen Daiyi breathed a sigh of relief before going back downstairs to continue washing the dishes.

At this time, my mother called, "Has Qing Yan come home?"

"I'm back."

"If you don't plan to have children, remember to take good measures."

"..."

"However, you are old enough to consider having children."

Shen Daiyi was so embarrassed that the bowl in her hand almost fell from her hand: "Mom, we haven't thought about it that much for now."

"You have to think about it when you get married. Besides, you have good genes. Wouldn't it be a waste if you don't have a child?"

Shen Daiyi couldn't refute and was almost brainwashed.

Seeing that she avoided talking about the child, Liu Wanshu thought she was shy, so she turned to talk about other things. She said that Zhou Jingyan called in the afternoon to ask about her and Song Qingyan.

Obviously, Zhou Jingyan was surprised that they were together.

"Your Auntie Jingyan was quite surprised. Other than that, she didn't say anything. It's Song Zhiqian, who may be more concerned because she chased you."

"Song Qingyan will solve it."

After the chat, an unexpected visitor came to Jingyuan Villa.

Through the surveillance at the door, Shen Daiyi saw that it was Song Zhiqian.

She didn't know whether to open the door, so she went back to the second floor and knocked on the door of the second bedroom.

The door of the second bedroom opened, and Song Qingyan's short black hair was scattered in a mess, and he wore black trousers. However, the bathrobe was not fastened, and it was wide open, with water droplets winding on his strong chest.

Seeing the male hormone breath blowing towards her face, Shen Daiyi couldn't help taking a step back when she saw this scene.

"What's wrong?" Song Qingyan tied the bathrobe slowly with both hands.

Shen Daiyi said: "Song Zhiqian is here." She paused, "I had a blind date with him before, and I married you, he may feel uncomfortable."

"Understood, you don't have to worry about it."

"Okay." Shen Daiyi quickly returned to the room.

The light was on in the room, she drew the curtains, lifted the quilt and lay down.

The bed is very soft, and the pillow and quilt cover are familiar, but after a while, there is no sleepiness.

Song Qingyan went downstairs and opened the door unhurriedly.

Song Zhiqian was shivering from the cold at the door, but when the door opened, he didn't care about the cold: "Brother, why did my mother say that you married Shen Daiyi?"

When he went home for dinner tonight, his mother told him about it.

Not only that, as soon as he opened WeChat, everyone in the group was asking about Song Qingyan's marriage.

Song Qingyan is married, and his wife's name is Shen Daiyi. It was Mr. Song who had dinner with his in-laws during the day and told them when he returned, so they knew.

Zhou Jingyan was stunned when she first heard this name. She was afraid of having the same name and surname, so she specifically confirmed it. Unexpectedly, it was really the Shen Daiyi she knew.

After all, she is the daughter of a good friend, and she even asked Song Zhiqian to have a blind date with Shen Daiyi last March, but her son failed to win the beauty's favor and was out.

For this reason, Zhou Jingyan still felt a little pity.

Who would have thought that Shen Daiyi would marry Song Qingyan in January this year.

Song Qingyan's tone was neither warm nor weak: "That's it."

Song Zhiqian couldn't help asking: "Brother, did you also take a fancy to Shen Daiyi when I went on a blind date with Shen Daiyi?"

Song Qingyan revealed a little news: "I have known Shen Daiyi since high school."

Song Zhiqian was taken aback, what, what?

We've known each other since high school?

Song Zhiqian's voice became louder: "Then you both pretended to be strangers when you met."

Song Qingyan was still very calm: "Before that, we hadn't seen each other for a long time, and we were born."

"So it's brother you're after Shen Daiyi?" Song Zhiqian continued to ask.

If Song Qingyan hadn't taken the initiative to attack, how could it have developed so fast.

"Ah."

The two will get married, it is indeed he who did it all by himself and planned every step of the way.

His brother is really good!Everyone thought that he was pure-hearted and ascetic, and didn't bother with love at all.

They also misunderstood that this Mrs. Song was a family marriage arranged for him by the Song family. They all thought that Mrs. Song was just a tool person, and marrying his brother was no different from being a widow.

Who would have thought that the hero is sad for the beauty pass!

Song Zhiqian was devastated: "They all know that I am after Shen Daiyi but can't get it. Now that it's over, Shen Daiyi has become my sister-in-law. If they ask me who my sister-in-law is, I won't say it's Shen Daiyi."

He thought angrily, I will not explain your love!

Song Qingyan didn't take it seriously: "It's up to you."

"Did Shen Daiyi move in to live with you?"

"Well, you have nothing to go."

"..."

Hold.

In the room, Shen Daiyi asked: "Song Zhiqian didn't make any trouble, did he?"

Song Qingyan replied: "No, you go to sleep, good night."

"Good night." Shen Daiyi replied.

In the early morning, the table lamp was dim, and Shen Daiyi lit the aromatherapy to help sleep, but it didn't help much.

Shen Daiyi was lying on the bed, tossing and turning, unable to fall asleep at all.She sent a message to Gu Jiazhi: "I have insomnia."

Gu Jiazhi: "Are you insomnia? You are short of the shivering before going to bed."

Shen Daiyi: "Don't make trouble, I'm going to the clinic tomorrow morning for a consultation, if I don't sleep well, it will affect the quality of my consultation."

Gu Jiazhi: "Drink some milk to help you sleep."

Shen Daiyi: "I don't know if his family has one."

Gu Jiazhi: "Just ask."

Gu Jiazhi: "Quickly ask. I don't believe he's asleep, and he certainly won't be able to either. Trust me."

Shen Daiyi sent a message to Song Qingyan: "Are you asleep?"

Song Qingyan replied in seconds: "Not yet."

What Gu Jiazhi said was accurate, and she really didn't sleep.

Shen Daiyi: "Do you have milk at home?"

Song Qingyan: "No, I'll let my aunt prepare it tomorrow."

Song Qingyan: "Can't you sleep?"

Shen Daiyi: "Well, forget it if you don't have one."

Half an hour later, Shen Daiyi still did not fall asleep, and there was a knock on the door.

Song Qingyan knocked on the door, holding a glass of milk in his hand, and it was milk heated in a microwave: "Drink it."

Shen Daiyi was stunned: "Have you gone out?"

Song Qingyan replied: "There are shops nearby, so it's very convenient to drive."

Shen Daiyi was flattered: "Thank you."

She took the milk and drank it, and drank it unpleasantly. After slowly emptying the glass, she realized that the glass she was drinking milk in should be the one Song Qingyan usually uses for drinking water.

Song Qingyan watched her drink the milk, with foam on her lips.

He directly raised his hand, pressed it to the corner of her lips, and wiped off the circle of milk foam.

The strength is not light, and it is a bit hard.

Song Qingyan said, "It's dirty."

Shen Daiyi's eyes widened: "You can tell me that I will come by myself."

Song Qingyan: "OK, next time."

Shen Daiyi: "..." Okay, okay.