One Pet Gets Married

After arriving home, the car slowly stopped. With the inertia left by the driver when he stopped, Song Xici suddenly woke up from his dream.

After realizing that she was leaning on Tang Youan, Song Xi was taken aback, and immediately sat upright, and tidyed up her clothes.

"Miss Song, that, my little granddaughter is going to participate in a ballet competition the day after tomorrow, so..." At this moment, the driver Lao Ji turned his head and rubbed his hands embarrassedly.

"Ah, I see, it's okay, I'm going to leave, then you can go and see it, it's totally okay with me." Song Xici looked at him, pursed his lips and smiled, eyes curled.

"Thank you Miss Song, thank you very much!" After listening, Lao Ji exhaled immediately.

"You're welcome, a little slower on the way back, and please say cheer for me to Sa Sa." Song Xici smiled.

"Good, good! Thank you, then I'll go back first." Old Ji said, unfastening his seat belt.

So Song Xici raised his hand and waved to him, then let out a sigh of relief.

"Go, get off." After Song Xi finished speaking, he opened the car door and jumped down. Tang Youan followed suit.

"Ah home! My lovely home! My old lady is back!" After opening the door and walking in, Song Xi resigned and changed his shoes, put the key aside, and threw the bag on the sofa with a snap, and turned on the heating. , Took the cup and rubbed his neck and walked to the drinking fountain to receive water.

After taking off his coat and taking a half glass of water to drink, Song Xici glanced at the fish tank next to him, holding the bottom of the cup again, pacing there to look at it, and then smiled.

Grass carp has a big aura and needs a lot of space. In order to keep this guy alive, Song Xici deliberately got a huge fish tank back. It's also fortunate that the hall is big enough, otherwise I don't know how abrupt it looks.

I always think this thing is so stupid, but it also seems to be very happy. How can I say, there is a very pure feeling, like going back to my childhood, stupid and happy.

"Tangtang, eat something." After saying that, Song Xici opened the feed from the side, then grabbed a handful and threw it into the fish tank.

After Tang Youan put Song Xici's unfinished potato chips on the coffee table, he walked over, stood next to her, looked at the fish, and then at her.

"Why? Do you want one too?" Song Xici picked up a fish feed and handed it to Tang Youan.

"No..." Tang Youan shook his head.

"Go wash and sleep, don't you want to continue filming tomorrow?" Song Xici tied the fish feed.

"In the crew earlier, when you praised me for being self-motivated, didn't you say that you would give me chicken thighs when I came back?" Tang Youan thought for a long time, and then said.

He clearly said that he would send chicken thighs, but when he came back, he would feed the fish and not give himself chicken thighs.

After listening to Song Xici, he was stunned for a few seconds, then suddenly he covered his mouth and burst into laughter.

"What's the matter?" Tang You looked at her puzzled.

"No, cough cough... I suggest you go online more when it's okay!" Song Xici said, walked to the cabinet where food was stored, opened the door, and came out with a bag of things.

"Okay." Tang Youan nodded confusedly.

"Here, the chicken drumsticks you want." After taking the bag of things to the coffee table and unpacking, Song Xi took a bag of spiced chicken drumsticks, turned his wrist at will, and handed it to Tang Youan.

After receiving the hand, Tang Youan looked at it curiously several times.

"It's really stupid," Song Xici looked at her, smiled helplessly, and after speaking, he stuffed the rest of the food back into the cabinet, "Okay, go to bed after eating and washing. Me too. Going back to the bedroom, good night!"

As he walked, Song Xici raised his hand to stroke his neck, then turned to look at Tang Youan: "Yes, because I wake up too early in the day, and then have been busy again, a little sleepy, just fell asleep, and accidentally leaned on your shoulders. Yes, don't you mind?"

"Why don't you mind?" Tang Youan went up the steps, stood next to her, thought for a moment, and looked at her sideways, "I actually let you lean on my shoulder because I want you to sleep better."

Her voice was soft, with some smiles.

"Ah? Is that true?" Song Xici was stunned.

"Yeah." Tang Youan nodded.

"Then, thank you for your kindness..." Song Xici scratched his head, "Good night."

However, just halfway through, Song Xici frowned. After that, she stood on the stairs stroking her belly, looking like she couldn't move.

"Xi Ci, what's the matter with you?" Tang Youan threw the chicken drumstick on the coffee table and hurriedly got up and walked over to the stairs.

"The old problem... it's happening again, it's annoying..." Song Xici bit her lower lip, her face pale.

"What?" Tang Youan leaned over.

"Stomach...sick..." Song Xici gritted his teeth and said.

"Can there be medicine?" Tang Youan asked hurriedly.

"Yes... my room..." Song Xici stroked her lips and let out a sigh of relief.

Tang Youan sighed, and when he saw Song Xici stepping onto the last stair step like a crawling old snail, he took the initiative to help her into the house.

"Where is the medicine?" Tang Youan asked after asking Song Xi to resign and lie down on the bed.

"Over there, that cabinet, the second drawer..." Song Xici stretched his finger over.

"Wait a minute." Tang Youan turned around and walked over, opened the drawer, and saw all the mess in it.

A small green dinosaur, a yellow, colored chicken, accidentally pinched it so badly and so on. After anxiously fighting for a long time, I found a few boxes of medicine.

Listening to the sound of Tang Youan turning boxes and cabinets, Song Xici was a little dazed for a moment.

After finding it, Tang Youan left the room without stopping.

After a short while, she brought a glass of warm water into the house.

It wasn't until after he urged Song Xici to take the medicine that Tang Youan breathed a sigh of relief, took the remaining half a cup of water and put it aside, and urged her earnestly: "In the future, I will eat well. Three meals a day are indispensable."

"Well," Song Xici nodded, "but sometimes our business just can't help it..."

"Then at least don't stop eating because of the type of snooze." Song Xici gave Tang Youan the impression that it was snooze.

"Okay." Song Xici was so painful that she could only nod her head.

"If you agree, you will do it." Tang Youan continued.

"Well, well, I promise you... Hey, go to sleep first..." Song Xici coughed, "I'll take a bath later."

"What time are you going to the studio tomorrow?" Tang Youan asked again.

"Get there at half past eight..." Song Xici replied.

"Well, then you go to bed earlier, good night." Tang Youan finally smiled and walked out of the room.

Seeing that the door was closed, Song Xi resigned for a while, then turned her head, looked at the cup on the side of the bed, the corner of her lips suddenly smiled: "Thank you...you care about me so much."

On the other side, Tang Youan returned to the bedroom, finished washing, picked up the phone and set the alarm clock, and then began to search for foods that were good for his stomach.

When she woke up early the next morning, after changing her clothes and washing, she left the room and went directly to the kitchen.

After opening the refrigerator, Tang Youan put the phone aside, took out the ingredients and walked aside to start washing.

After breakfast, Tang Youan checked the time. At 7:30, he walked to the door of Song Xici's bedroom and knocked on it.

"Xi Ci, get up and wash and eat breakfast." Tang Youan said softly.

However, no one in the house responded...

"Xi Ci?" Tang Youan knocked on the door again.

Still no one responded.

"Then I'm coming in." Tang Youan finished speaking, holding the door handle, unscrewing and walking in.

After entering, I saw Song Xici lying on the bed and pressing a pillow on the back of his head.

"Xi Ci," Tang Youan walked over, knelt down, patted out of bed lightly, "Breakfast."

"Let me... sleep for another five minutes..." At this moment, Song Xici turned over and finally said a word in a daze.

So Tang Youan looked at the time and waited for her.

After five minutes passed, Tang Youan patted the bed again: "Xi Ci, it's time to get up."

"Five minutes..."

"Okay." Tang Youan stood up, paced to sit down on a hanging chair on the balcony, staring at the phone screen and waiting.

After a while, Tang Youan put away the phone and walked to the bed again: "Xi Ci, it's time to get up."

"Okay..." But as soon as Song Xici finished saying this sentence, there was nothing to follow.

"Song Xi's resignation." This time, Tang Youan frowned and his tone became heavier.

Song Xici trembled, raised his hand and rubbed his eyes, then opened his eyes to look at her.

"If you really don't take yourself seriously, then I won't care about you." Tang Youan frowned, putting one hand in his trouser pocket, turning around and going out.

Song Xici was frightened. Tang Youan's expression is so terrible, is he just rounding it up as if he was murdered?

Seeing that after Tang Youan went out, Song Xici jumped up instantly, opened the cloakroom, picked a sweater and put it on, and rushed out.

"Wait, wait!" Running to the stairs, Song Xici stretched out her arm while walking.

However, Tang Youan still walked on his own.

"Wait a minute!" So Song Xici jumped down a few steps quickly like a rabbit, stopped her at the corner of the stairs, Tang Youan, panicked with her back against the railing, grabbed her collar, and drew her closer. .

However, he was caught off guard, because Song Xici's force was too strong, Tang Youan staggered slightly, reaching out to hold on to the railing, and his long hair fell to his chest, his pupils contracted, which was equivalent to half-circling Song Xici.

At this moment, the two approaching people were a little startled, just staring at each other in a daze.

The warm light from the corridor fell on Song Xici's soft-lined cheeks, making her appearance look more unique, and the slightly raised eyes added a little wildness to her.

Song Xici wore a close-fitting milk tea-colored self-cultivating knitted sweater, and the soft, close-fitting fabric set off her figure perfectly.

Inexplicably, such a soft body makes one want to reach out and embrace it.

After staggering, Tang Youan felt an inexplicable breath in his chest, nowhere to release, and as a last resort, slightly opened her lips and looked at her...

And when Song Xici looked at her beautiful lips, a terrible thought suddenly appeared in her mind—

Tang Youan's lips, how does it feel to kiss?

The author has something to say: From start to finish, not many people bubbling... Suspect that the click is fake...