Mr. Song, please stop being abusive. Madam, she is getting married for the second time.

"You came out?"

Shi Sheng touched his nose awkwardly, wondering what he was thinking about just now.

She was just about to explain something more.

"Grumpy~"

A hungry sound came from Shi Sheng's body, which made her even more embarrassed and wanted to find a crack in the ground to crawl in.

Unexpectedly, when Song Wenjing heard this, she just lowered her head and smiled softly, her magnetic laughter accompanied by vibrations in her chest.

"hungry?"

Shi Sheng turned his head away and nodded imperceptibly.

Song Wenjing knelt down, placed a big hand on the top of her head, and rubbed it gently: "It's so late, I don't know what to eat. There is a kitchen here, can I cook you a bowl of porridge?"

Shi Sheng frowned and slapped the dishonest paw on her head.

Then he raised his eyebrows: "You can also cook noodles? Why didn't I know?"

Song Wenjing curled her lips and stood up: "I can still cook some simple meals."

After that, he turned around and walked towards the kitchen in the suite. Shi Sheng was really curious and followed him into the kitchen.

Song Wenjing put on her apron, scooped out some rice from the rice vat, put it in a bowl and washed it.

Then soak it for a while, put it in the rice cooker, and click the reservation button.

Seeing his flowing movements, which were simple but very skillful, Shi Sheng couldn't help but be slightly surprised. It turned out that Song Wenjing really knew how to cook. Maybe he had known how to cook a long time ago, but he didn't pay attention to it.

After a while, the rice cooker beeped when it was finished. Song Wenjing found a bowl and a spoon from the cupboard, took out a full bowl of white porridge, and handed it to Shi Sheng.

The woman lowered her head and looked at the porridge in her bowl. It was steaming slightly and looked very delicious.

She couldn't help but gently scoop up a spoonful with a spoon and put it in her mouth.

"Be careful! You may get burned."

Song Wenjing frowned slightly, stopped her from putting it in her mouth, put it down, blew on it gently, and then smiled lightly: "Eat it."

Shi Sheng looked stunned, Song Wenjing... turned out to be so careful.

Her mood was a little complicated, and she finished a whole bowl of porridge in one mouthful.

After eating the white porridge, Shi Sheng's internal organs were very warm and his stomach was full.

Seeing that she had finished a whole bowl of porridge, Song Wenjing nodded with great satisfaction, and then went to the kitchen with the bowl and spoon.

Shi Sheng lowered his head and looked at his phone. Why was it already past twelve o'clock?

Her pupils shrank suddenly, and she didn't expect to be wasted in Song Wenjing's room for two hours.

My eldest brother is still waiting for me in the room. No, no, I have to run away quickly.

Shi Sheng quickly stood up and tiptoed towards the door of the room. She looked back towards the kitchen. The man was tall, with wide shoulders and narrow waist. Some small aprons looked strange on his body, but it made his narrow waist look strange. The outline is just right.

very good! If you don't find yourself, the thirty-six strategies are the best!

Shi Sheng quickly stood on tiptoes, quietly opened the door and left.

When Song Wenjing finished washing the dishes and chopsticks, he came back and found that only a ball of air was left in the room. His temples could not help but beat.

After Shi Sheng came out of Song Wenjing's room over there, he quickly walked to his own room.

I don’t know if my eldest brother is still in the room.

She felt a little uneasy and gently opened her door with her room card.

The room was brightly lit, and there was a tall and straight man sitting on the sofa.

Shi Qingchen actually hasn’t left yet!

Shi Sheng's heart thumped.

She closed the door gently, lowered her head and walked in bravely.

"came back?"

Shi Qingchen's voice was clear and gentle, and his phoenix eyes under his gold-rimmed glasses were sharp as he looked at the guilty Shi Sheng with a sophisticated look.

"Ahem, brother, you haven't returned to your room yet."

Shi Qingchen sighed helplessly: "I have to see you come back before I can rest assured. Why have you been gone for so long?"

Shi Sheng sat down beside him obediently, clasping the corners of her clothes with her fingers. She couldn't help but blush when she thought of the scene where blood spurted out just now.

"No...it's nothing. I can't sleep. I'm going out for a walk."