To prove her point, Su Ping gave him a thumbs up, only realizing afterward that she seemed to have made things worse by trying to explain herself.
Forget it, she should just shut up.
Seeing her embarrassed expression, Song Qi laughed out loud and didn't make things difficult for her anymore. He obediently picked up the beef in his bowl and took a bite.
It tastes just like I remember, but it also seems to have something else in it.
As for what it was, he couldn't say.
Su Ping had only taken two bites when she felt a gaze fall upon her from above.
Looking at the bowl in front of him, there was only soup left in it; not a single noodle was left—he had eaten it all.
"You...eat so fast?"
She was shocked, and then she saw Song Qi nod and continue to stare at her.
Are you still hungry?
Su Ping quickly ate the remaining pieces of beef and then ate a couple more bites of noodles, after which she felt less hungry.
She looked at Song Qi with reluctance, but before she could say anything, she heard him laugh and say, "I'm full, you can eat."
After saying that, she continued, "I just wanted to see you, senior. I only realized today how beautiful you are. The way you eat is like a little pig, so cute."
Okay, now she's really full, full from being so angry at his description.
Who would praise someone as being like a pig?
Su Ping put down her chopsticks: "Didn't you go to class today?"
Judging from the timeline, he should have gone to the beach early in the morning after leaving the hospital, and definitely didn't go to school.
Song Qi nodded: "I asked my counselor for leave, and I've already finished studying the first-year courses on my own, so it doesn't matter whether I listen to the lectures or not."
Listen to this, is this even human language?
"Senior, I'm sleepy."
Song Qi yawned and looked at her sleepily.
It looks like a big dog.
Su Ping was charmed and picked up her car keys: "Come on, I'll take you home."
I had just stood up when my finger was hooked.
"But senior, I don't want to go home."
What's the meaning?
Saying that could easily lead people to misunderstand; she wasn't ready yet!
Seeing that she didn't speak, Song Qi looked away in disappointment, pursed his lips, and looked somewhat unhappy.
He really didn't want to go back to that house today; it was full of his sister's memories, and he was afraid he would lose control.
"Senior, can I stay at your place tonight? Just for one night."
In the past, the original owner had invited Song Qi to her home to try and make herself known to Xu Yichen, but even when she tried to tempt him by saying that it was just the two of them at home, Song Qi remained unmoved.
"I... I'm not ready yet, and we're not officially together right now. I'm not that kind of person."
As soon as Su Ping finished speaking, Song Qi burst out laughing.
The laughter grew louder and louder until they were doubled over with laughter.
This attracted the attention of the people around them.
Song Qi looked at the girl in front of him, whose face was flushed, and reached out to squeeze her fingers.
"Senior, that's not what I meant. I just don't want to go home."
Su Ping breathed a sigh of relief, then heard him continue, "Of course, if you want, I can too..."
After saying that, she smiled shyly, as if she wanted to say something more but then stopped herself.
How dare you say that!
Su Ping rushed forward and covered his lips. This little pervert really does say anything when he's drunk.
"I don't want to, I don't want to, let's go."
Song Qi obediently let her hold his hand and walk forward. Under the streetlights, their shadows intertwined, just like the scene that had appeared in his dreams many times, only the female lead was different.
However, he didn't dislike it.
I even wish time could slow down, just a little bit more.
After 10 p.m., Aunt Mei and Uncle Feng went back to their room to rest, leaving only the two of them in the huge villa.
Su Ping tidied up the clothes that Tu Hengchuan had left over from last time and gave them to Song Qi.
"These are clothes my dad wore when he was young, so please make do with them."
Looking at the stylish clothes, Song Qi really wanted to ask, "Is your uncle's taste so avant-garde?"
"After you're done washing up, go and rest in that room. My room is right next door. If you need anything, just knock on the door."
Su Ping patted Song Qi's hair, then took her nightgown and went to the bathroom across the corridor.
Song Qi watched her retreating figure, lost in thought.
Su Ping was half asleep when she was startled awake by a flash of lightning.
She suddenly sat up in bed, and soon there was another burst of lightning and thunder in the room.
It turned out she had forgotten to close the curtains.
Su Ping turned on the light, got out of bed, put on her shoes, and went over to close the curtains.
This thunder is so loud, I wonder who made that oath again.
I had just pulled the covers up when there was a knock on the door.
It was exactly midnight when the wall clock at the end of the corridor chimed once.
It's a bit creepy.
There was a knock on the door three more times, and then Song Qi's voice came from outside.
"Senior, it's me."
"Little pervert? What's he doing here?"
A sudden downpour began outside, and Su Ping felt a chill, so she put on a thin shirt and went to open the door.
Outside the door, Song Qi was holding a pillow, blinking his big eyes as he looked at her.
"What's wrong?"
As Su Ping was speaking, another loud clap of thunder sounded outside, a deafening roar that had a chilling, menacing force.
Song Qi trembled slightly, his eyes filled with conflict as he looked at Su Ping.
"Senior, I'm scared."
If you didn't swear an oath, what are you afraid of?
However, his pale expression did not seem fake. Su Ping thought for a moment: Could it be a psychological problem left over from being locked in a warehouse for two days and one night when he was a child?
While she was still in a daze, Song Qi had already squeezed into the room with a pillow in his arms.
"Senior, I'll sleep on the floor, I promise I won't bother you, please don't kick me out, okay?"
After saying that, he put the pillow on the ground and lay down with his back to her, not giving her a chance to refuse.
Maybe they were genuinely scared.
Su Ping didn't think much of it, turned off the light and went to bed. She was so tired these past two days that she couldn't keep her eyelids open for long after lying down.
Hearing the steady, rhythmic breathing of the person on the bed, the person on the floor in the darkness opened their eyes, their pupils shining with an astonishing brightness.
Thunder rumbled outside the window again, louder and more intense than before, but it did not deter him from walking toward the bed.
Upon hearing the thunder, Su Ping turned over in bed in her sleep, her brows furrowing slightly.
Soon after the thunder stopped, she continued to sleep soundly, completely unaware that someone was standing by her bedside in the darkness, staring at her for a long time.
When Su Ping woke up in the morning, she felt sore all over.
She opened her eyes and saw a handsome profile and a sexy Adam's apple.
Realizing she was curled up in Song Qi's arms like an octopus, Su Ping was startled, her expression as if she had seen a ghost.
Is she such a restless sleeper? She even sleepwalked onto the floor.
Su Ping shifted her body and found that Song Qi's hand was around her waist, while her hand was on his stomach.
Through the fabric, the texture of the muscles underneath was faintly visible.
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