The doorbell rang, and Song Shiyao said it might be Song Chi, so she went to check it out.

On the smart cat-eye display is a man in a suit, wearing gold-framed glasses and holding a briefcase. It was pouring rain outside and he had no rain on his body, his hair was meticulous and delicate.

He looked at the cat's eyes and continued to ring the doorbell.

"Su Chen, it seems to be a salesperson-" This temperament looks like a salesperson who sells on-site, or it is real estate.

The man persisted and continued to ring the doorbell. Su Chen opened the door. The man bowed and said respectfully: "General Su entrusted me to see how you are doing recently."

Su Chen's aura instantly became colder, colder than usual, "I was doing well before I saw you."

The man's expression remained unchanged and took out a document from his briefcase, "This is what Mr. Su asked me to give you, and I added a few more to the last discussion."

Sure enough, this is the purpose of coming, and whether you live well or not is an excuse. This person will only remember his son if he needs his help if he has interests.

Su Chen took it and said lightly, "No matter how many chips you add, my answer will remain unchanged."

The man bowed again, nodded and smiled at Song Shiyao before leaving, and Su Chen closed the door.

This depressing atmosphere seemed to meet the enemy who killed his father.

Su Chenwei said who this person was, and Song Shiyao didn't ask. She followed behind and walked back into the living room. The empty bowl on the table had not been taken away. Song Shiyao swept over and screamed twice.

I haven't given her food these two days, and the child is so hungry.

After feeding for a long time, I still recognize my owner. I know who made something delicious, so I called him twice in front of him to attract the other party’s attention.

The irritable mood was wiped out, and Su Chen turned around and went to the kitchen to cook something. Song Shiyao stopped him, "Don't, don't make food for me. You are a patient, so you need to rest more."

"Actually, Song Chi and I will go out to eat big fish and meat later." She smiled.

Su Chen: "..." He should thank Song Shiyao for not eating big fish and meat in front of him.

My stomach screamed again, almost an hour that I had agreed with Song Chi. Song Shiyao touched her stomach and put on a down jacket, "It's almost time, I'll leave first. You've taken medicine now, the air conditioner is on high-profile. I'll sleep with the quilt and sweat a little. I'll be fine tomorrow."

"Tomorrow, I want to celebrate the New Year with you."

Su Chen's eyes flashed, "Want to be with me?"

Song Shiyao focused on her head and zipped it up, "Well, of course, it's interesting to have good friends spend New Year's Eve together. You have to take medicine, eat, and sleep."

In the tone of coaxing the child, Song Shiyao touched Su Chen's soft black hair, "I'll leave first."

If you leave later, it will rain harder and you will not be able to leave.

Su Chen didn't say a word, and looked a little pitiful when he lowered his head and pondered.

"Su Chen, I'm leaving."

Su Chen's eyelashes trembled slightly, lowered his eyes, and said nothing.

Song Shiyao's heart was soft. What should I do? She couldn't resist his pitiful look. He was the only one in such a big family, so she must be very lonely. Being sick is time for the Internet, and Su Chen probably just wanted someone to accompany him.

All of them thought of words for him, and Song Shiyao took off her down jacket again. Then Su Chen raised his head, tilted his head, and blinked his beautiful eyes.

Twist your head to kill—

Song Shiyao caressed her heart, tilted her head and killed her beauty, and she couldn't resist this temptation.

"The effect of the medicine is coming. You go to bed first, can I leave after you fall asleep?" Song Shiyao asked softly.

"Okay." Su Chen looked up at her, stretched out his hand, his ears were slightly red, "I don't have the strength."

Daily defrauding Song Shiyao of sympathy.

Song Shiyao, who instantly threw away her armor in front of Meise, held Su Chen's hand, pulled it hard, and he got up.

Song Shiyao poured a glass of water and was led into his room by Su Chen.

The room was not open for a day to ventilate, and the curtains were pulled, and the whole room was covered with the clear and male hormones of Su Chen's body. Song Shiyao was very sensitive to the taste. Many boys in the class had a little sweaty smell, not sour, but a little salty. Only Su Chen's body tasted clean.

Su Chen realized this and wanted to open the window. When he opened the curtains, the dark clouds rolled, and a flash of lightning flashed across the window. Song Shiyao was so scared that she was shocked and said 'ah'.

Su Chen pulled the curtains again.

"The rain stops and then leave, I'll give you it."

Song Shiyao waved her hand, "No, no, Song Chi will pick me up later."

"Can I sit?"

She pointed to the lazy sofa beside the bed, Su Chen nodded, and began to unbutton the home clothes as if no one was around, from bottom to top.

The mermaid line and abdominal muscles flashed by.

After two buttons, Song Shiyao came to her senses, covered her eyes with her hands and stopped her loudly, but in fact she was still looking through the gaps in her fingers, "Wait, wait, Su Chen, what are you doing?"

"Take off your clothes and sleep."

"I, I'm still here."

Su Chen stopped and pressed it back, bent the corner of his mouth at an invisible angle of Song Shiyao, "Habit."

After his body was touched by the bed, the sleepiness came soon. Su Chen forced himself to fall asleep. He was worried that the rain was so heavy outside. Song Chi rushed around in doing things. He drove the motorcycle to send Song Shiyao to him on a heavy rainy day, but he didn't know that it would make her catch a cold.

As he thought about it, Su Chen gradually fell asleep.

The phone in his hand was shaking wildly, and Song Shiyao quietly closed the door and came out. After the rain, a rainbow appeared in the sky.

She took a photo and sent it to Zhou Xianyu, Shi Xinglan, and Su Chen, hoping that he would be cured when he woke up and saw the rainbow disease.

Song Chi was anxiously waiting at the door and patted his wrist watch, "I'll see how long it has been for an hour."

He widened his eyes, "What's going on? Why did you wash your hair? Did you do anything..."

In an instant, he thought about a lot of things that are not suitable for children. It’s impossible. It’s all sick. How could Su Chen be...

Song Shiyao looked at him disgustedly, "What are you thinking? Su Chen was afraid that I would catch a cold and asked me to take a shower, but he didn't do anything."

"The kind of person has different opinions, and the lust sees lust."

Just as nothing happened.

Song Shiyao rolled over the motorcycle, patted the chair, and urged impatiently, "Song Chi is here soon, I'm hungry, let's go eat the original chicken with finger sucking fingers."

Song Chi put on a helmet for her, "If you don't say anything, you are civilized, you, me, and him."

Song Shiyao was thinking about taking the afternoon class and changed her mind, "I want to eat KFC's original finger-sucking chicken, McDonald's spicy chicken wings, and Burger King's pepper chicken legs. Let's go to KFC first."

"Song Shiyao, you are a yellow croaker brain. I have said it many times. I have said it... You are the ones who have done it."

Coincidentally, these three fast food restaurants are all in shopping malls near Su Chen’s house.

It was not until he bought the original chicken in the finger-sucking style to go to the next house that Song Chi realized that the saying, "The person who is kind is different, and the person who is lust seems to be scolding him?"

*

The next day on New Year's Eve, Su Chen's illness was completely cured. The school only had half a day of classes on that day, and after lunch, it was a welcome party. On such a major festival, even the nearly closed-end senior high school students could join in the fun.

It is said that it is to sit by class. On the last day of the year, the head teacher and the head teachers of each class turned a blind eye. They were too lazy to care too much. Being happy is the most important. The positions on both sides of Song Shiyao were occupied by Zhou Xianyu and Zheng Kexin. Poor Su Chen retreated and sat in the front row of Song Shiyao, and could clearly hear the chat content of the three girls behind him.

In order to surprise the teachers and classmates, there is no program list this time, and the school has learned to make things more attractive.

Shi Xinglan had a fever and asked for leave that day. Song Shiyao comforted him on WeChat and learned that his mother was taking care of him at home. He had just finished lunch and ate a Tylenol and was about to get up. He was fine. He told her not to worry.

Song Shiyao couldn't help but think of Su Chen who was sick yesterday, and there was not even a living thing in the family except him.

Song Shiyao: It’s okay, the body is the most important.

Shi Xinglan: It’s a pity that I can’t celebrate the New Year with you. I have been looking forward to it for a long time.

Song Shiyao: It’s okay, let’s go out to play during the winter vacation, so go to bed quickly.

Shi Xinglan: OK, I wish you a happy day.

"Let us welcome the performances brought by the Street Dance Club with warm applause-"

The curtain slowly opened, the music started, the stage lighted up, and the figure of the man in the C position was quite familiar. Song Chi was the B-boy of the Street Dance Club, and he had no place to sweep cleanly. The first program was still a hot spot for the Street Dance Club to dance together.

"The first one is Song Chi's show." Song Shiyao exclaimed and patted Zheng Kexin's thigh, "Do you know?"

Zheng Kexin shook her head blankly and looked at the boy on the stage with a focused look, "He has never told me."

Song Shiyao and Zhou Xianyu looked at each other, and there was probably a big surprise and a good show to watch.

Song Chi showed off all kinds of skills, snatched the light of the C position, side-hand flip, front-flip, Thomas full-spin, big windmill, back-rotating, upside-down hand-rotating, bow-back support, air-rotating... All kinds of explosive and igniting moves were used, full of force. This handsome move easily captured the girlish hearts of seventeen-year-old girl who was simply scammering. Many girls in the audience exclaimed and shouted boldly to the stage: "Song Chi, I want to fly the child for you!"

This is really familiar.

Su Chen looked back halfway, and Song Shiyao retracted her gaze as if she had sensed. The two of them intersected in the air and moved away.

Su Chen couldn't check the corners of his lips, but the child on his lips was the most powerful one.

Cheng Hao leaned over and looked, "You are laughing."

"No." Su Chen returned to his usual coldness and distantness, as if nothing had happened just now.

Cheng Hao sat back on his original position and muttered, was it because I was wrong? Yes, how could the cold and alienated Su Chen smile? He was very curious about what these girls like Su Chen and his poker face?

It's true that girls are difficult to understand.

Zheng Kexin pursed her lips, "I only realized that Song Chi can still dance street dance..."

Only then did she realize that she knew too little about Song Chi, but instead knew Senior Sister Song thoroughly. She liked to drink passion fruit double-hot cannons, grape cheese, Dahongpao milk tea, and her favorite dessert is matcha thousand layers. She loves hot pot every season...

Senior Sister Song makes them happy every day, digesting negative emotions by herself, and the more she understands her, the more she likes her.

"Why do you think of me like this?" Song Shiyao held her chin and looked at Zheng Kexin.

"Senior sister, you are so nice. You are very hardworking, motivated, positive, and very good to your friends." Zheng Kexin pursed her lips and smiled, with an expression of admiration and admiration on her face.

"Isn't this inevitable?" Song Shiyao squeezed her right eye, "This is the basic principle of being an idol."
Chapter completed!