Chapter 382
You Are My Starlight
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382 A sense of crisis (4)
Su Mianmian couldnât help but laugh when she saw Dongdong stroking a cat. She said softly, â Dongdong, itâs oily and greasy here. You can go out first.
Dongdongâs face fell when he heard that. He said in a calculative manner, â I donât like that annoying person. He has bad intentions towards you. Really, miemie, I didnât lie. I just threatened him directly and he didnât deny it.
Su Mianmian looked at Dongdong with a headache. She thought, Huanhuan probably didnât deny it because she was scared by you, right?
Who would directly ask this?
Dongdong, youâre really thinking too much, Yingluo. su Mianmian saw that Dongdong wanted to continue, so she said, â Iâm going to get angry if you keep talking about this.
are you angry at me for a pretty boy? â Dongdong qaq
âMy dear, Iâm angry because this isnât what youâre thinking at all. What youâre thinking is not happening.â Su Mianmian sighed and said, â good girl, you can go out first. Iâm going to start cooking.
Dongdong then walked out even more dejected.
He didnât want to see song qinghuan again, so he ran back to his room. After rolling around on the bed twice, he bit the blanket and thought that the opponent this time was not easy to deal with.
He had to think of a way. What if miemie was snatched away by someone when daddy came back?
The more Dongdong thought about it, the more he felt that it was necessary to take a few more days off to keep an eye on people here.
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When su Mianmian went to call Dongdong out for dinner, she found that he was sleeping very soundly on the bed.
âDongdong, itâs time to eat.â Su Mianmian shouted in a low voice.
However, Dongdong did not move at all. He was in a deep sleep.
âMianmian, why donât you let the child sleep a little longer? he just fell asleep not long ago. If you wake him up now, heâll probably have a headache.â Song qinghuan said.
Su Mianmian felt that what he said made sense, so she got up and closed the door.
At the dining table-
The Cola Chicken Wings that su Mianmian specially made for Dongdong fell into song qinghuanâs stomach, and the Cola that Dongdong had been craving for for a long time was also in song qinghuanâs glass.
If Dongdong woke up now, he would definitely be furious again.
âMianmian, I didnât expect your cooking to be so good.â Song qinghuan smiled and said, â I havenât had such delicious home-cooked food in a long time.
Su Mianmian smiled. After saying a few polite words, she asked again, â by the way, where are you living now? â
itâs also in this neighborhood, but not this building. Move forward a little. Song qinghuan replied.
After he answered his own question, he didnât ask su Mianmian. He was very smart to keep a distance between friends who hadnât seen each other for a long time.
After the two finished eating, song qinghuan took the initiative to pack up. He was gentlemanly and polite. Although he had changed a lot from when he was a child, su Mianmian could gradually feel the shadow of the past as they got along.
Su Mianmian leaned against the door and said with a smile, â Huanhuan, to be honest, I always thought you were a girl when I was young. When I saw you before and found out that you were a boy, I was really shocked. I thought you had changed your gender, Yingluo.
After hearing su Mianmianâs words, song qinghuan suddenly stopped washing the dishes and asked, â why do you think so? â
âDidnât you have long hair when you were young? Iâll f * ck you!â
Song qinghuan suddenly grabbed su Mianmianâs hand and pulled her over, making her lean against the wall. He supported himself with one hand on the side, like a mayfly.
Su Mianmian seemed to be in his arms.
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