Inside the courtyard, Song Jingzhou, wearing only shorts, was drawing water from the well and pouring it over himself, bucket by bucket.
Su Qingci stared in disbelief at the erotic scene in the courtyard.
Then, with a wave of his hand, a Huawei P50 with a 50-megapixel camera appeared in his hand.
Open the camera app, select video recording, zoom in, zoom in again, and zoom in once more.
Looking at the clear lines and strong muscles on the phone screen.
Su Qingci's auntie smile was as lewd as could be.
Soon, her gaze settled on a certain spot on Song Jingzhou's face.
The smile on his face froze. So bringing honor to one's ancestors wasn't impossible after all.
Disappointment and joy welled up in my heart at the same time.
She was pleased that he was acting normally, but disappointed that all her attempts to seduce him were in vain.
The other person might genuinely not be interested in you.
Su Qingci gritted her teeth inwardly, "What a scumbag! He doesn't like me but still flirts with me. He's a total 'central air conditioner' (meaning he's nice to everyone)."
"You don't like me, and I don't like you anymore, so let's bounce back, bounce back, bounce back!"
As if sensing something, Song Jingzhou, who was watering the yard, suddenly turned around and his sharp eyes swept over.
Su Qingci quickly shoved her head back inside, and the Huawei P50 in her hand disappeared in a flash.
He crouched down and quietly climbed onto the bed.
Sure enough, a short while later, Song Jingzhou, who had finished showering and changing his clothes, came in to check.
Looking at the person arranged in a "square" shape on the mat, his eyes were filled with barely suppressed lust.
In the darkness, Su Qingci felt a slightly cool hand touch her forehead, and then the hand quickly withdrew.
The footsteps then left, only to return shortly afterward.
Then a cool breeze gently fanned her.
The cool fan felt very comfortable on her face, and the aftereffects of the liquor were slowly taking hold.
Su Qingci fell into a deep sleep without any warning.
Song Jingzhou listened to the soft snoring and reached out to touch her forehead.
There was no sign of sweating anymore.
He then stopped fanning her, gently placed a kiss on her forehead, and quietly withdrew.
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