Shen He finished the call and came back.
I saw everyone drinking tea and eating snacks, and everyone was very busy.
Amidst the busyness, there is also a hint of weirdness.
Chen He frowned, "I was only away for a few minutes. Did something happen here that I don't know about?"
As someone who loves to listen to gossip, the feeling of knowing what they talked about but not knowing the details is really frustrating.
Su Jin put down the teacup and was about to change the subject.
Song Jingcheng stood up slowly and turned sideways to invite Chen He: "Would you like to visit my new home?"
"There's a big terrace upstairs. When I moved in, I found a litter of kittens up there. Want to go check it out?"
Chen He had no resistance to furry little pets, and his heart was moved when he heard this. "Let's go."
Su Xi was also moved after hearing this. She quietly put down the snacks and stared at the backs of Chen He and Song Jingcheng.
Mengshan held Su Xi's knees and coaxed her in a low voice: "Do you like cats? After they finish shopping, let's go upstairs and catch one and take it home to raise."
Su Xi was very excited and nodded in response: "Okay."
Song Jingcheng first took Chen He to visit the wine storage room on the basement floor. Standing in front of the wine cabinet on one wall, Song Jingcheng picked up an opened bottle of red wine.
As he poured the wine, he asked Shen He, "Do you like drinking?"
“…”
I'm an alcoholic, do you believe it?
Chen He asked Song Jingcheng: "What about you? Do you like it?"
"I used to like it very much." Song Jingcheng handed the first glass of wine to Chen He, and waited for Chen He to take it before saying, "After I got sick, I gave up smoking and drinking."
"You've ever smoked?"
"I tried it out of curiosity when I was a teenager, but I can't say I'm addicted. What about you? Do you smoke?"
Chen He shook his head decisively this time, "No, that thing is a chronic drug."
Nodding, Song Jingcheng concluded: "So, you like drinking."
If I didn't like it, I would have decisively shaken my head to deny it.
Chen He rolled her eyes. Seeing Song Jingcheng pour himself a glass of wine, she raised her glass and said, "Cheers. Congratulations to Mr. Song on his new home."
After clinking glasses with her, Song Jingcheng watched Shen He drink the wine before saying, "Let's go. I'll take you upstairs to take a look."
They visited each floor one by one.
The house has not been renovated a second time, only the soft furnishings have been replaced. The overall look gives it the feeling of a mansion from the Republic of China period.
Song Jingcheng was wearing a smoky gray Chinese suit today, and he walked gracefully in every room, like the young master of a wealthy family who had studied abroad.
The small house has four floors, three above ground and one underground, with eight bedrooms, five living rooms and three study rooms.
There is a chess and card room and a wine room.
Song Jingcheng arranged his master bedroom as the last stop.
The master bedroom is a large suite.
Pushing open the retro-style double bedroom doors, Song Jingcheng gestured to Chen He, "Come in."
Chen He hesitated and stood still. "Mr. Song, you go first."
This is Song Jingcheng's bedroom. He just moved in today.
The owner hasn't moved in yet, how can she be the first to step in?
Song Jingcheng's eyes became deep and unpredictable. He took the wine glass from Chen He's hand and placed it on the chest of drawers outside the corridor.
The man took small steps, pressing closer and closer towards Shen He.
Chen He panicked.
She subconsciously stepped back, retreated to the door, and leaned against the wall, with no way to retreat.
"Mr. Song!" Chen He placed his hands on Song Jingcheng's chest.
She smiled sweetly, her eyes fierce and ruthless, and reminded Song Jingcheng: "Mr. Song is weak, and I am young and strong. If I accidentally push Mr. Song to the ground, don't blame me for being rude..."
Song Jingcheng raised his eyebrows and said with a smile, "Try pushing it."
"As long as you are willing."
What is there for me to be reluctant about?
Without thinking too much, Chen He stretched out his hand and pushed Song Jingcheng in the chest, using 70% to 80% of his strength.
Song Jingcheng staggered backward repeatedly, his frail body like a wobbly pine tree falling off a cliff.
Seeing that Song Jingcheng's head was about to hit the door frame, but there was no sign of stopping, Shen He's expression changed slightly, "Song Jingcheng!"
She eagerly grabbed Song Jingcheng's shirt and pulled him towards her.
The person was pulled back, but the buttons of Song Jingcheng's shirt were also pulled off by her.
The shirt had lost its buttons and was wide open, revealing the man's thin chest.
Chen He lowered his eyes and looked closely at the slightly pink grape.
“…”
"Miaomiao, are you in such a hurry?" Song Jingcheng's eyes were full of ridicule.
Chen He threw the button at Song Jingcheng like a hot potato.
The button slid down the man's chest, through the loose shirt, slipped out from his waist, and fell to the ground.
There was a snap, which made Shen He's heart beat like thunder.
Song Jingcheng chuckled softly and leaned on Shen He's shoulder. He glanced suggestively at the large bed in the bedroom. He said, "Don't you like sleeping naked? I changed the sheets specially for you."
"Shall I warm your bed tonight?"
Chen He's face felt hot, but he couldn't help but steal a glance at the bed in the master bedroom.
So big.
No matter how you roll, that's enough.
only...
Chen He pushed Song Jingcheng away in anger and shook her head, saying, "No, I can't sleep with you anymore."
"Why?" Song Jingcheng's eyes were filled with gloom.
Obviously, they had a good understanding that night.
In order to serve him, he used all the knowledge he had learned in his life.
"Are you not satisfied with me? My skills? My time? Or my size?" Song Jingcheng didn't think his skills were bad.
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