I who pretended to be a bully have feline sequelae

'Please let me go! '

Accompanied by the clear and clear voice supporting reason, "she" was pushed away, and the dream woke up.

A thin layer of sweat had already covered his back at some point, Song Qiulin turned his neck and saw the pitch-black night outside the window.

The clock on the bedside table showed that it was not yet one o'clock in the morning.

Her body was terribly dry and hot, and the touch and hearing in the dream were all too real, as if the slightly sweet fragrance of the girl's body was still lingering on the tip of her nose.

She lifted the quilt, got up and went to the bathroom, where she skillfully bathed in cold water to calm her body and mind.

After washing, his mind was abnormally clear, Song Qiulin went downstairs to prepare a glass of water, passing by the study, he saw the light under the door.

"Sister." She pushed open the door, leaned against the door frame, and greeted the future heir of the Song family who was still working overtime.

Song Zhou was flattered by this cry, and it was definitely not normal for Song Qiulin to be willing to call her Sister Sheng with such a cold temper.

"Ask me for something?"

"Is the team list for the OM friendly match preliminaries assigned randomly?"

"Do you think I'm a handyman?" With a bruise on his lips, Song Zhou still opened the report on the friendly match sent by his assistant, found the list page in the directory, and turned over, "Why, do you want to change it for you?"

"The fox and the old wolf, let them fight in a team."

After the old wolf was abandoned by the fox to protect the handsome man, he found someone to form a team. As far as she knew, he came prepared, and the fox pointed the finger at him all day long, and it was just right for them to kill each other. Distraction eliminates threats.

"It's rare." Song Zhou became interested, and picked up the pen in his left hand to play with, "Is it for that sister Ziyang?"

She is now mainly in charge of the Song family's affairs. She let a trusted assistant take care of her small company, and regularly checks the reports, so of course she knows that Song Qiulin's recent operations in OM really stole the limelight.

But it's a good thing for Song Zhou. She plans to develop a game, and the platform will be more popular, which can be regarded as laying a good foundation for future publicity.

"What do you like, recommended seat? It would be better if you just ask the assistant to arrange it for you."

"What others donate and what I earn by myself, how can it be the same."

Song Zhou smiled disapprovingly, "Yes, if you ask me for this, then I really look down on you. How can my Song Zhou's sister be so spineless."

"Thank you for the compliment."

"I'll ask my assistant to contact you about the list. If it's all right, go to sleep."

"Wait." Song Qiulin said, "Will you come to City C during the offline competition?"

During the day, Wen Ziyang said that he would go on a business trip to City C in those few days, and he also agreed to set off with Wen Yu. Wen Yu is too clingy to this sister, which is not good for her plans prepared in advance. It happens that there is Song Zhou at hand who can take advantage of it. Come and hold Wen Ziyang back.

"It's almost the end of the year and the company is busy, so I can't get away, why? Are you going to invite me to watch your game live to cheer for you? There is no need for such a nasty thing between us."

Song Qiulin ignored her sarcasm and said calmly, "Just to make sure if you will come or not. If you don't come, it's fine, and you won't disturb Dr. Wen's business trip."

Song Zhou hadn't been home at night for the past few days, and Song Qiulin knew that Wen Ziyang had something to do with it.

Since Song Zhou was transferred to another doctor, the number of times she went to the hospital dropped to zero. She was so depressed that she couldn't relieve it, and her heart disease became more and more serious. That's why she buried her head in documents all day long and paralyzed herself with a lot of work.

Song Qiulin watched from the sidelines for a while, and felt that he should occasionally show kindness, and contribute a little to the great cause of "the world is full of love".

"What did you say, Ziyang will go?"

"I talked about it during the interview yesterday. She will go there on a business trip for a week. She is just worried that Wen Yu will go out with us alone and book the same hotel as us."

Although OM has prepared rooms for participating anchors, they still booked another one to avoid unnecessary trouble.

Song Zhou rubbed his eyebrows, "Okay, I understand."

"Good night." Song Qiulin put a glass of water on her table, reached out and took away the mug containing coffee, "Go to bed early, you are too noisy."

"The door of the study room is soundproof."

"You turned on the light and it hurt my eyes."

"..."

After the preliminaries, Zhang Youyuan began to talk about traveling to City C.

Wen Yu finally agreed to her and walked together. After all, even if she didn't agree, she still had to go, and she had to find an opportunity to untie her vest with Zhang Youyuan and apologize before the game.

But at least now I can still use Wen Ziyang as a cover, and find reasons to say that I went to accompany my sister, so I can wear this vest for a day.

"Wen Yu, you and your sister have a really good relationship. My cousins ​​and I hurt each other all day long." Zhang Youyuan threw a macadamia nut into his mouth.

The four of them, plus Yan Xun, set off together in the car of Song Qiulin's family. The distance from city A to city C was about four or five hours by car. They could get there after eating, drinking and sleeping in the car.

Wen Yu squeezed to sit next to Song Qiulin, holding a package of fragrant grilled small dried fish and chewing, "Because that's my own sister."

"That's right. I want to have a sister who is good-looking, gentle and kind to me. I won't talk about love anymore. I can't walk with her every day." Tang Yi said.

Wen Yu gave her a thumbs up, "I'm almost in the same state of mind now, what's so good about falling in love, no one is as good as my sister."

"Lost."

"what?"

Song Qiulin put down the tablet in his hand, picked up the fish tail that fell on his lap, squeezed it and stuffed it back into Wen Yu's mouth, "Your fish."

Wen Yu swallowed subconsciously, and felt something was wrong when he thought about it.

"Sloppy! Song Qiulin lost it all and you still stuffed it in my mouth!" She jumped up to leave, but her forehead hit the roof of the car, and she yelled, bent over and hugged her head with a bitter face.

"Are you okay?" Zhang Youyuan and Tang Yi laughed together.

"There's something... oh, it hurts."

"Let me see." With a clear voice, Song Qiulin rubbed his cool fingers on her forehead, "Mmm, it's red."

Wen Yu bit her lower lip, "It's not all about you."

Song Qiulin nodded, took the pot, "Well, it's all my fault, let go, I'll rub it for you."

"..." When he hit the cotton with his fist, Wen Yu instantly lost the strength to fight.

Zhang Youyuan finally recovered from his smile, and asked Wen Yu again, "Hey, then I want to ask you, compare your sister with your brother, they both treat you well, who do you choose?"

"My sister." Wen Yu said without hesitation, "Jiang Jiang is not my real brother."

"What about Jiang Jiang and Sister Song?"

"Then I won't choose Jiang Jiang either, he keeps tricking me."

"Oh~" Zhang Youyuan looked at Tang Yi meaningfully, and then asked, "Then between your sister and Song sister, which one do you choose?"

"...The two of them are incomparable."

"Don't choose? If you don't choose, then you will be Sister Song!"

"Bah, bah, bah!" Wen Yu went up and pulled Zhang Youyuan's smiling face with his hands, "I choose my sister! I choose my sister! My sister is fragrant, soft and gentle, what can I compare with this stinky thing?"

"Hahahahahahaha." Zhang Youyuan didn't care what Wen Yu said, and laughed on Tang Yi's shoulder, appreciating her flustered explanation.

It's just that the more she explained, the more suspicious she became.

Song Qiulin grabbed Wen Yu's collar and pulled it back, put his left hand around her chin, raised her face, then lowered his head and raised eyebrows at her, "I'm not sweet, soft or gentle, just tell me Listen, huh?"

That shallow "hmm" coupled with her raising her eyebrows, and the hot air on her cheeks from her nose, went straight to the bottom of Wen Yu's heart.

The hair on her back exploded, and she was about to struggle in a hurry, but found that no matter how she escaped from this position, she couldn't get around Song Qiulin's grasp.

Tired of struggling, she had no choice but to compromise, blinking her eyes, "You are gentle, perfect and invincible, you can let me go..."

Song Qiulin didn't mean to bother with her, he pinched her cheek which felt good, and let her go, "It's almost here, let's tidy up."

"Ah!" Now it was Zhang Youyuan's turn to get excited, "After packing up, let's go to the hotel booked by the organizer."

"What are you going to do?" Wen Yu asked.

"See her anchor, Da Da." Tang Yi answered for her.

"..."

"You guys should come together too. Li Yanran arrived last night, so he must be at the hotel now."

Song Qiulin turned his head and got off the car, obviously meaning not to go.

"I'm not going either, I'm at the same table as me...let's do the questions." Wen Yu talked to himself and got out of the car.

"Miss Tang..."

"Don't go."

"Woo..." Zhang Youyuan whimpered, and silently passed his gaze to the last person present.

"I'll follow my elder sister Wen Yu." Yan Xun was shocked by her look, and immediately got out of the car and trotted to keep up with Wen Yu and the two of them.

She may be the only one on the scene who knows about Wen Yu's vest and her private relationship with Li Yanran, so it's better to pretend not to know and save her life.

"Hey! You are not allowed to go."

It's a pity that his legs and feet were not sharp enough. Yan Xun was caught by the hand of fate before he could take a few steps. Zhang Youyuan's gloomy face protruded from his back, and he grinned at her, "I remember my little sister, you It's Li Yanran's relative, since we can't make it through, why don't you call your sister Li?"

Yan Xun trembled like a prey stared at by a beast.

It's all because of Li Yanran, a big pig, who insisted on letting her appear in the scene, causing her to be targeted by this fanatical fan surnamed Zhang.

But fortunately, her sister Wen Yu hasn't suspected this matter yet.

"In fact, my relationship with her is not very close, it is the kind of relatives who live far away, who don't necessarily see each other during Chinese New Year... Sister, please let me go."

"Hehe, the relationship is not good, she can let you live in her house?" Zhang Youyuan smiled, his squinted eyes were full of murderous looks no matter how you looked at them.

"What are you doing to bully the child?" Tang Yi came over and slapped her hand off, and pushed Yan Xun away without a trace, "Anyway, we can see you at the competition tomorrow, isn't it the same sooner or later?"

Zhang Youyuan, who was full of momentum just now, shrank back, and Yan Xun took this opportunity to run away.

"I'm just curious what she looks like in real life..."

"If you like it so much, why don't you just take this opportunity and take someone home to be your girlfriend?" Tang Yi said with a smile on his face.

When Zhang Youyuan saw her expression, his legs softened, and he immediately begged for mercy, "Sister Tang, please forgive me, I have a star-chasing mentality, what □□ what kind of girlfriend, where is this!"

"Since you are chasing stars, keep a distance and keep your idol mysterious." Tang Yi grabbed her arm, "Now, you go and pull that pile of luggage up for me."

Zhang Youyuan sniffled aggrievedly, "Oh..."

……

The room numbers of Wen Yu and Song Qiulin were posted, and they walked to the corridor and took out their room cards respectively. Wen Yu opened the door, and after thinking about it, he came back and handed over the cat cage in his hand, "Your cat, I'll go out later , can't see it."

"Yeah." Song Qiulin took the cat over without asking her where she was going.

Wen Yu opened the door with the room card, jumped on the bed as soon as he entered, jumped up and down a few times, and took out his phone from his pocket.

Ruan Ruan: I'm at the hotel, when will I see you?

Qiu: I'm here too, where do you want to make an appointment?