They used to be able to kiss, hug, lift each other up and sleep together, but suddenly they were back to square one and slept in separate rooms.

Song Xinglan lowered his eyes, planning how to inadvertently let Aunt Jiang and Uncle Qi discover his relationship with Yi Yi.

Qi Aiguo was also secretly observing his expression, but didn't see anything.

Not good.

If this young couple is interested in each other but is not aware of it, when he brings up the topic of marriage, one of them will inevitably feel uncomfortable and show a jealous expression that they are not even aware of.

But this kid didn't.

This kid seems to be distracted, and seems to be thinking about someone.

Could it be that he has someone he likes again?

Okay, okay, you little brat, you have someone you like, but you still spoil my daughter so much, what is your intention?

Qi Aiguo's attitude suddenly turned bad, and his eyes showed that he was trying to find fault with him.

Song Xinglan: ...

Although he didn't understand, he still responded with good temper.

Qi Aiguo, who was too embarrassed to find fault with everything, finally went back with his hands behind his back, looking like a master who was inspecting everything.

Song Xinglan then opened the last package, sorted out his girlfriend's frequently used underwear one by one, and put them in his own closet.

His girlfriend must be living with him. After all, the other rooms are for his elder brother and sister-in-law, one for Zhuzhu, one for his parents, and there is a guest room.

There doesn't seem to be any good choice.

What's more, it was obvious that when his girlfriend came back before, she also stayed in his room.

After all, he remembered that when he left, everything in the room was neatly arranged. When he came back, the quilt was casually spread on the bed, the sheets were a little wrinkled, and the things also seemed to be placed randomly.

Qi Yunyi knocked on the door.

When the door opened and Song Xinglan's face appeared, he suddenly laughed.

Qi Yunyi touched her face and found nothing on it.

She was a little surprised: "What are you laughing at?"

"nothing."

"No, that's strange. What are you laughing at? If you don't tell me, I'll hit you."

Old Qi turned a page of the newspaper and shook his head. It was another day when his daughter was showing off and bullying others.

Qi Yunyi entered the house and the door was closed, isolating the sounds from inside and outside. She leaned against the door and put her legs on the waist of Song Xinglan, who still looked like a teenager and a young man.

Song Xinglan's eyes grew deep. He stared at his girlfriend for a while, then raised his hand and stroked her face.

His force was very light, like a feather gently falling on the face, revealing a mild itch.

Qi Yunyi put her feet down and straightened her hair. "My dad asked me to come over and tell you to come to my house for dinner tonight."

After she finished speaking, she tried to open the door and run away.

Song Xinglan stretched out his long arm, put his arm around her waist, picked her up, and after sitting on the sofa, he let his girlfriend sit on his lap, resting his chin on her hair, and said with a bit of coquettishness: "Be good, let me hold you for a while."

Qi Yunyi: ...

After all, they drove all the way back, and although she took turns, Song Xinglan was the most tired.

Qi Yunyi didn't move, but leaned against him.

It was not until I heard his breathing gradually becoming steady and suspected that he had fallen asleep that I called him.

"Star."

"Um?"

He responded and sucked her earlobe.

Qi Yunyi shrank her neck, quickly pushed him away, and stood up to see if she had packed her things.

After reading it, Qi Yunyi poked her head out and asked Song Xinglan, "Where's my dog?"

"Put it away."

"I want to put it on the bed and hold it while I sleep."

Qi Yunyi put her hands on her hips and went to look for the big white dog. After finding the big white dog, she put the big white dog on the bed and patted the big white dog's head.

Song Xinglan stood up at some point, leaning against the door, looking meaningfully at the big white dog doll that occupied half of the bed.

The big white dog's sapphire eyes reveal a hint of innocence.

He stared at the dog, and the dog seemed to be staring at him too.

Qi Yunyi covered most of the dog's body with a quilt. When she turned around and noticed the big white dog doll and the owner of the room looking at each other, she thought of a key point in a rare and sensible way.

This room is not hers.

Qi Yunyi crossed her fingers and went over to hug Song Xinglan's waist.

He raised his arm to hold his girlfriend, and hummed nonchalantly when his girlfriend called him stars in a soft and coquettish manner.

Hehe, my boyfriend has a really nice voice.

Qi Yunyi leaned in his arms and laughed foolishly for a while.

So, did they have a fight or not?

How could they quarrel and get angry one moment and then hug each other and nothing happened the next?

Can you please respect the words "quarrel" and "cold war"?

"Do you mind if I sleep in your bed with my stuffed dog?"

He bent down and kissed her forehead, and met her clear eyes, which were distinct black and white. Her eyes, like pearls washed by the purest spring in the mountains, reflected his image.

"Just sleeping on a bed isn't fun at all. Do you want to marry me with your dog stuffed animal?"

"Do you want to be a live-in son-in-law?"

Qi Yunyi's eyes lit up, but thinking that there would definitely be people gossiping about him, and she didn't want to see him being gossiped about behind his back, she swallowed this tempting idea back.

She pulled Song Xinglan to the bedside and gestured with her hand: "Look, I'll sleep here, Dabai will sleep in the middle, and you will sleep over here."

Song Xinglan narrowed his eyes: "You let it sleep between you and me?"

Qi Yunyi extended her index finger and gently circled it back and forth on his chest: "A single man and a single woman sharing the same bed, but dreaming different dreams... No, ahem, a single man and a single woman, sharing a room, are bound to be consumed by desire and easily make big mistakes. I'm also thinking about your health, it's not good to hold it in for so long."

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