After taking a shower, Shen Tingci's mood had calmed down a lot.

She rubbed her half-dried hair and covered the camera with a handkerchief. Just as she was taking off her bathrobe and getting ready to go to bed, there was a gentle knock on the door.

She paused while untying the straps of her bathrobe, then finally lowered her thin white fingers, then untied her clothes and went to open the door.

Apart from Jiang Yunxi, she really couldn't think of anyone else who would come here at this time.

So when the door opened, Shen Tingci turned around and returned to her room without even raising her eyes.

She walked barefoot on the ground, taking off her bathrobe and throwing it on the small stool beside the bed. She was only wearing a thin and breathable silk nightgown. The white dress hung down to her calf, covering her thin legs. The waist is completely outlined.

Shen Tingci raised one foot and knelt on the edge of the bed, then lazily raised another foot up.

She pinched the corner of the quilt, like a cocoon that had been building itself up, and wrapped herself in the quilt.

"Sister, why haven't you closed the door yet?" Shen Tingci pinched the corner of the quilt and looked at it curiously, then said in a coquettish and angry voice, "You are almost letting the air-conditioning in the room escape."

After hearing her words, Song Yanci slammed the door shut as if he was waking up from a dream. His hand was not light, but he closed it hard and urgently.

The moment Shen Tingci saw Song Yanci, she was stunned. She never thought that Song Yanci, who was so indifferent to her just now, would come to her. What made her even more unexpected was that she Song Yanci saw me taking off my clothes just now.

Thinking of this, Shen Tingci really wanted to pull the quilt over her head and cover herself so that she could escape. However, before her idea could be implemented, Song Yanci was already sitting beside her bed.

Feeling that her bed was sinking slightly, she pushed her head out of the quilt, but the rest of her body was still wrapped in the quilt.

In fact, she is not such a shy person. She has worn dresses that are hotter than nightgowns. This one is really nothing to Shen Tingci, but as soon as she thinks that she is facing Song Yanci, Shen Tingci Listening to porcelain makes me feel very anxious all over.

It's like I'm deliberately trying to seduce someone.

"Why are you here?"

Song Yanci stared at Shen Tingci without saying a word.

He didn't plan to come over originally, and he even planned to teach Shen Tingci a long lesson. But after he went back, he became angrier and more annoyed when he thought about it. He had never been a person who wronged himself, although he didn't quite understand. Why did I have such a strange feeling, but I still went straight to the door without any reason.

Now, she was huddled under the quilt, with only a small head exposed. Her unpainted face was flushed with water vapor. Although it was not touched with cinnabar, it was still as delicate as a porcelain doll.

Song Yanci's hands felt itchy after reading it.

So he simply leaned over and poked Shen Tingci in the face with his finger: "Can't come?"

"Yes." The voice was loud and somewhat reluctant.

Song Yanci stared at her closely, changing his previous indifference and becoming a little darker.

The first person who couldn't bear it was Shen Tingci. When she turned her face away and was about to continue escaping, Song Yanci grabbed her chin and pulled her face back. He stared condescendingly, and his Adam's apple became worse. It rolls unconsciously, and the eyes are like two deep pools, causing people to sink unconsciously.

"What are you hiding from?" Song Yanci spoke in a hoarse voice, then let go and sat back down seriously, "I won't do anything to you."

Shen Tingci said: "I never thought about what you could do?"

In her dream, because she stayed shamelessly in the Shen family, Song Yanci and Jiang Yunxi developed rapidly, and they got together not long after they met, but now it seemed different from what she had imagined in her dream.

She took the initiative to vacate her seat, but the two of them seemed to have lost the spark they had at that time.

In the dream, Shen Tingci could feel that she was the innocent and vicious female supporting tool who was wronged, using her stupidity and willfulness to reflect how good the heroine really was.

"Shen Tingci." Hearing Shen Tingci's muttering, Song Yanci's tone suddenly became sharp.

Shen Tingci blinked while wrapped in quilt.

"How do you know I can't do this?" Song Yanci was never fierce when facing her, but in the blink of an eye, his tone softened in an instant, "You have to remember, I am a man."

"Seventeen-year-old brat." Shen Tingci muttered.

Song Yanci's face turned a little ugly again: "Even if I am a little kid, I am more mature than you! I am also more mature than him! Coward!"

"He is calm, not a coward." Shen Tingci defended, "Besides, you two are the same person, why are you scolding yourself?"

Song Yanci still didn't look good.

I don't know whether it was because Shen Tingci spoke for that person, or because the person she was protecting was not him, but his mood at this time was indeed not good.

In fact, even though Shen Tingci said that both of them are themselves, the only difference is probably that they have different ways of handling things now. But when it comes to dealing with Shen Tingci, whether it is him or the other person, the methods are actually the same. Not much different.

"You like him so much, but you haven't seen him come back to you in seven years. Why do you think you miss him?"

Hearing Song Yanci's voice, Shen Tingci was stunned for a moment, then she lowered her eyes indifferently, her long eyelashes covering her eyelids, covering up all her emotions.

"In the past seven years, which one has appeared more often, you or him?"

Song Yan resigned and ran out of excuses.

"It seems that you appear more often." Shen Tingci took up what he said, "Song Yanci, you don't like me now, why don't you come back earlier?"

"Actually, I don't have to follow you as shamelessly as you think."

"Shen Tingci, what do you mean?" Song Yanci smelled something different from her words. He subconsciously got up and wanted to walk out, hoping to escape from this matter.

But Shen Tingci didn't give him such a chance.

The moment he stood up, Shen Tingci quickly grabbed his wrist: "Song Yanci, let's cancel the engagement, okay?"

Before she even finished speaking, Shen Tingci felt her hand being brushed off by Song Yanci.

He turned around and looked at her in disbelief: "What did you say?"

"I said, lift..."

"Impossible." Song Yanci interrupted her eagerly, his eyes almost full of anger, "I won't break off the engagement!"

"It didn't happen before, it won't happen now, and it won't happen in the future."

"But you don't like me, don't you?" Shen Tingci said warmly, "You don't like me, and you thought I was a troublemaker before. Because of me, you can only stay in Shanghai to study and can't go back to the Imperial Capital. Because of me, you didn't go out to play after class before. You had to take care of me. You hated that I took up so much of your time. You hated that I was squeamish and willful, and you were always impatient with me."

"I know you don't like people coming into your room, touching your things, or getting on your bed, but I still do it, so it's normal for you to hate me."

"I have not been here for seven years. You have traveled to many places in the world and seen many scenery. Without me, you have lived a free, indulgent, carefree and happy life. These are things I cannot give you, so I will Like a canary, it needs to be carefully nurtured and cannot withstand a little wind and rain, but my sister is not like that."
Chapter completed!