This misunderstanding seems a bit big, not the same big one.

Qianzhi's words were stuck in her throat, and she immediately got stuck. She waved her hand, and then spoke in a sincere tone, "If I say, I can explain this...will you listen?"

Song Qishen raised half of his eyebrows alone, but responded casually, as if seeing what she could explain. His hands, which were originally holding his shoulders, fell naturally, and his legs were straightened, and he stepped forward with his long legs.

He raised his eyes and walked around. He responded to her voice, "If you want to be absent-minded, you will be absent-minded."

Looking at Song Qishen's expression, he seemed to be very satisfied, with a novel feeling in satisfaction.

It is probably because he has never seen a hotel with this style before.

But it's not just him, Qian Zhi himself has never been there.

But this did not affect Song Qishen's observation.

Qian Zhizhu was still in place and did not move, but Song Qishen's actions kept attracting her focused gaze.

He passed by her and walked around, and then came to the bed curtain with Lei Bian'er and stared at it steadily.

Then, the slender fingertips were put on, gently stroked them, and then brushed them with their index and middle fingers, and then twisted them again.

The slower his movements were, the more he seemed to be silent and irritating.

Qianzhi took a few steps back, and her slender and straight legs pressed against the side of the table. "I asked my roommate this time when I came out to play. She thought this place was fun, so she recommended it to me."

After saying that, Qian Zhi nodded on his own, feeling that this had nothing to do with him. "I didn't know in advance, where can I know..."

Where can I know that this hotel is so unique and original: )

After hearing her words, Song Qishen turned to his side and slowly uttered two words, "It's fun?"

Without waiting for Qianzhi to answer, he tapped his jaw with self-affirmation, "It seems to be too."

Qianzhi: "........."

It seems to be too.

It's a shovel!

Qian Zhi was so entangled that she was in self-doubt here. The next second, she saw Song Qishen turning around and sitting on Tao Xin's mattress, with her long legs slanted, her hands supported her back, and her eyes were leisurely tweaked over. The more comfortable she was, the more comfortable she was.

What he did was obviously a natural move, but against the backdrop of his clear outline and under the dark pink and hazy light, it actually showed a similar burning and burning meaning.

The central air conditioner in the hotel has been on for a while, and the heating is coming in, which should be the most suitable and warmest and comfortable state.

However, Qian Zhi was made by Song Qishen's unclear eyes, which made her face warm.

Seeing the little girl standing still, Song Qishen patted the seat next to her, "Didn't she say it's fun, why don't she sit here?"

Qianzhi's index finger began to unconsciously wrap around her curly hair, without any movement, just emphasized, "It was recommended by my roommate anyway."

"I understand." Song Qishen raised his head slightly, and then said, "thank you roommate."

Thanks?

What's the point of thanking for this? If time can fast forward, she must be the first person to make Pei Ying bald.

Qianzhi's steps stopped, so she simply put down her crossbody bag and sat directly beside the table, looking at her nose and heart, looking at the sky and the ground, anyway, she didn't even look at him.

Seeing her like this, Song Qishen smiled and felt that the fatigue at work was washed away by this little episode.

He didn't sit for a long time, looked up at the watch below, stood up from the mattress and began to slowly loosen his watch.

The two of them were speechless for a moment. Qian Zhi tapped the table gently for a while and was bored and his eyes began to turn frequently toward him.

He quietly looked at him and looked at him.

It’s okay once or twice, but if you get too many times, you will inevitably get caught.

When Qian Zhi stole his eyes from the snatch of self-righteousness again, he just happened to hit Song Qishen's dark eyes.

He had already taken off his watch and turned his head to untie his cufflinks. He didn't know if he had a radar on his body. He raised his eyes unexpectedly, and then his eyes shot straight over.

Without leaving any room, he directly caught Xiao Qianzhi who was peeking.

"I always peek at my brother, what do you want to do?" He neatly put the cufflinks on the drawer on the side of the bedside table, and looked at her with a smile, his tone was very light, but the ending sound was slightly raised.

He was quite innocent when he heard this tone.

It seemed that the one with bad intentions was her.

What can she do!!

After Song Xiaobaitu finished questioning, she raised her legs and walked to the front of the thousand big bad wolf.

I have to say that in the hotel with such a pattern, the light blurs the faces of the two, and further amplifies the feelings that have never been seen before.

Qianzhi twisted for a while, "I didn't peek at it. My neck was a little bit stammered, so I just turned around."

Such an excuse is too rough and hasty, and Song Qishen stopped, "Is he stumbling?"

"Yes." Qian Zhi turned his neck in a pretty good way to prove the authenticity of his words.

It seems like I'm saying that, you can see that right.

There seems to be something wrong with my neck.

Song Qishen did not speak anymore, his eyes fell on her face, and only one of hers was locked in Obsidian's pupils.

"Why are you looking at me and not talking?" His vision is too aimless, with a little bit of strength, making it difficult for people to ignore it.

Qian Zhi raised her eyes and looked at him, and then saw Song Qishen nodding slightly reservedly, and said slowly-

"Yeah, just like you."

"ha?"

"My neck is also stammered."

Qianzhi: “…………”

She was a little speechless, her face first swelled like a pufferfish, and then shrank back.

It was repeated over and over again, quite like a ball with a stagnant air.

Song Qishen couldn't help but laughed in a low voice, humming his nasal voice, which was particularly nice.

Qian Zhi held back his emotions amid his laughter, but he was still young and his skills were not as deep as him. He couldn't help it, "Is it so funny?"

"Of course." Song Qishen said, putting his hands on the Adam's apple with clear joints, and then tugging them slightly, and then the tie loosely and put them on randomly.

He unbuttoned his shirt and continued, "It's almost the same as the last time you chuckled."

Qian Zhi suddenly remembered the situation where she teased him at the dinner table.

Can these two be the same?

She didn't want to reject it now, lowered her head and eyes, and her eyes fell on the decoration on the table.

The tables here are the same color, with mineral water on them, porcelain tea cups for making tea, and unopened wine.

What Qian Zhi was quite curious about was that half of the tea was already in the finished state.

The heat emitted was attached to the wall of the cup and condensed into small droplets of water, which looked like it had just been soaked for a while.

She raised her hand and touched it, and the place where she touched was warm.

The brown color is rose-red, with floating and dried rose petals that are crushed into pieces.

Qian Zhi simply picked up a small porcelain tea cup on the table, poured himself half a cup, and sipped it slowly.

The entrance brought a bit of soda bubbles and the sour thorns were fryed on the taste buds.

But it is not difficult to drink, sour and sweet, and it is more like sparkling wine than tea.

Then, Song Qishen, who had been silent for no reason, suddenly spoke again, and the content was completely out of the scope of human defense.

"Then start now?"

Song Qishen just put his hand slightly in front of his waist, and then raised an eyebrow at her.

The always clear and bright face of the moon is a bit teasing at this moment, which is the most charming.

Qian Zhi was originally tasting tea, but when he heard him suddenly speak, the content was still the same. As a result, he was not careful and almost choked to death.

Although she was not very clear about this aspect, she had a lot of imagination and had a world of constructing her own.

Qian Zhi's throat was shallow, and he was coughing so much that he was shocked. In the end, Song Qishen approached and helped her to stroke her back, which allowed Qian Zhi to recover.

Song Qishen opened a bottle of mineral water for her, and after seeing that she had a few drinks, she did not tease her again.

Seeing the little girl's cheeks were slightly red because of the cough and her eyes were bright, he said slowly, "What are you thinking? I mean, I'll go to the bathroom to wash up first."

Although something was wrong in Song Qishen's words, Qian Zhi didn't think about it carefully.

Hearing this, she just nodded quickly and responded quickly, "Yeah."

Qianzhi just wanted him to forget the topic just now.

Song Qishen untied his tie, then held it in both hands, and put it directly on Qian Zhi's neck, "Take it."

What kind of slutty operation is this?

Qian Zhi was a little confused.
To be continued...