Poached eggs and pig's trotters.

.........Thanks to Song Qishen for being able to figure it out.

Of course, only he can think of it.

Isn’t this kaomoji not shameful? It obviously has eyes and a mouth, it’s nice and easy to recognize, but now it actually looks like food.

In reality, if he said it out loud, no one would care about him.

Qian Zhi suddenly felt a surge of curiosity in her heart, which was still a bit doubtful.

What does she look like in his mind?

After Qianzhi's eyes were firmly locked on that kaomoji again, it was amazing to say——

The more I look at it, the more it looks like what Song Qishen said.

The lines of the emojis were twisted at this moment, dismantled and reorganized, hanging brightly.

It looks like two poached eggs and a big pig's trotter.

Qian Zhi shook her head quickly, suppressing her fantasy of continuing.

After such a gag, Qian Zhi finally woke up from her confusion.

Song Qishen on the other end probably saw her delay in replying, so he sent a few words over again——

[Song Kongque: What do you mean, are you sure you want to eat this? 】

【Song Peacock: Huh?】

Qian Zhi felt that even if she explained to Song Qishen, he wouldn't understand. Maybe he did, but he would probably waste a lot of time.

But whether it was possible that he was teasing her on purpose, I can't say for sure.

Thinking of this, Qian Zhi's beautiful eyebrows wrinkled, doubts welling up in her heart. No matter what, she didn't believe that Song Qishen had never used emojis.

But if you really haven't used it...

Forget it, forget it, don't mention it anymore.

She simply brushed it off by herself, and then quietly changed the topic.

[Qian Qian Ai Qian Qian: No, this is just the emoji I sent. I don’t have anything in particular to eat, you can make whatever you like. 】

After that, Qianzhi didn't care what his reply was. She just half rolled up the quilt, raised her legs and lay on her side, sandwiching the soft quilt, yawned a little, and started playing with her mobile phone.

This not-so-protracted push-and-refuse war was over before it even started. Therefore, I slept until I woke up naturally at almost noon, and also learned that the big boss would personally cook at noon.

No matter how Qianzhi thought about it, she felt that it was a small life that even a real god could not buy.

When Qianzhi just woke up, she only paid attention to the message from Song Qishen at the first glance. Now that she exited the chat box, the messages were overwhelming, red and red, not to mention the large groups that had to be blocked.

The screen is refreshing.

She just didn't touch her cell phone for one night, and then she received a series of life-threatening calls from the dormitory group.

Today's [Qipi Xiaodan Group] is particularly lively.

Tang Jiujiu had already started chatting in the group, but in fact, looking at the time period, she poked Qian Zhi in the private chat window, probably to explain about going to City Z to participate in the design competition. However, Qian Zhi lost contact with her.

There was no response for a long time. As a result, Tang Jiujiu simply moved the main place of chatting back to the dormitory group.

[Jiujiu loves to eat sweets: What about Zhizhi? What kind of mysticism does she engage in all day long? I went to see her so early last night! So! So early! She didn’t even say a word! 】

[Cardcaptor Sakura: Tang Dajiu, can you be more civilized? Why do farts make no sound? Don’t you know that fairies never fart! Like Gardenia, like me. [Shy.jpg]]

[Tweet and love to eat sweets:............]

[Jiujiu loves to eat sweets: Excuse me.]

[Shuhehe: I came at the right time, Xiao Pei, add me. 】

[Cardcaptor Sakura: Ding. (4/4) becomes (4/3). 】

[Jiujiu loves to eat sweets: Am I the kind of person who will leave the group if I disagree? Of course not, I will just kick all three of you out. 】

[Qianqian loves Qianqian: I’ve been waiting for a long time and I haven’t seen you kick. 】

[Tweet and love to eat sweets:!!!]

[Jiujiu loves to eat sweets: Who are you going to scare to death because of the sudden bubble! I haven’t settled the score with you yet. A woman who never leaves her cell phone actually doesn’t even reply to messages! 】

[Qianqian loves Qianqian: I don’t have time to look at my phone, so pay attention next time haha.]

[Jiujiu loves sweets: Oh.]

[Jiujiu loves to eat sweets: So why don’t you have time? 】

[Shuhehe: Hey, I’m dirty, my mind is full of yellow waste.]

[Cardcaptor Sakura: I’ll give you a thumbs up, maybe it’s some kind of tiger or wolf word.]

When Qian Zhi saw this, she felt inexplicably guilty. She touched her nose and retorted directly.

[Qian Qian Ai Qian Qian:...What are you thinking about?]

The news about Tang Jiujiu popped up like marbles in a firecracker——

[Jiujiu loves to eat sweets: Isn’t this who you have, and he also told us that he is getting used to it recently, right? 】

[Tweet and love to eat sweets: Oh, sorry, I seem to have misunderstood the word "run-in" again. I will be the first to apologize and bow. 】

[Qianqian loves Qianqian:.........]

[Qianqian loves Qianqian: Tang Jiujiu, your tone doesn’t sound like an apology!]

This tone is obviously annoying.

Qianzhi mentioned the status of the two of them before, and used the so-called "running in" to describe her well-matched and blind date. As a result, this word that she understood as extremely pure became Tang Jiujiu's

Countless superpositions - verbs.

[Jiujiu loves to eat sweets: Hahahaha, stop teasing, let’s get down to business.]

[Jiujiu loves to eat sweets: I am too lazy to switch to private chat, so the other two please leave voluntarily. 】

[Qianqian Aiqianqian: I just read what you posted last night, your itinerary to City Z? As I said before, you and the squad leader can decide. I don’t have any additional requirements. 】

[Jiujiu loves to eat sweets: Yes, these are all done. The squad leader sent us both printed admission tickets, as well as some documents and information, saying that I must hand them over to you. 】

[Qianqian loves Qianqian: You can talk about this when I go back to school, Tang Jiujiu, why didn’t I notice you were so clingy to me before? 】

[Jiujiu loves to eat sweets: Come here less, don’t put gold on your beautiful face! Of course, you must notify us in advance of important matters. As the light of future revitalization for Qipi Xiaodanqun, I still want to say, I can

!]

Qian Zhi glanced at the message Tang Jiujiu sent and felt that it was a good time to fight back.

As soon as she put her hand on it, before typing a few words, she suddenly felt that the air around her was stagnant, and there was something unusual about it.

However, before Qian Zhi could think about it carefully, a male voice came over the next second.

"What little skirt?"

Qianzhi was lying on her side on the bed. At this moment, the breath invaded from behind, without any pause, without any warm-up or buffer.

The girl was stunned for two seconds, then smashed the phone down, knocking half of her face.

Then, there was a dull sound.

Listening carefully, it doesn't sound too heavy, but the duller it is, the more serious it proves to be.

Qian Zhi's small chin was damaged, and even the corners of half of her mouth showed pain after being hit.

A small red mark suddenly appeared on her snow-white skin. It was not very clear and you had to get closer to see it clearly.

Song Qishen didn't expect Qian Zhi's reaction to be so strong. He quickly went to fish it out. After dialing up the phone, he used his slender fingertips to rub the tip of her chin.

"What did you do to make you panic like this?"

From the moment he came in, the little girl's two slender legs had been swaying gently. The snow-white leg lines were close to the dark black mattress and spread all the way up. The different shades, intertwined and ambiguous, set off the

It's a breathtaking beauty. The hem of her nightgown is a little messy, revealing a beautiful curvature of her legs.

His face is full of agility, his hand movements are not leisurely, his fingers are fast, and he is having a great time chatting.

He originally just wanted to call her, but ended up getting a little closer, and his eyes naturally fell on the top of her mobile phone screen.

Song Qishen had no intention of peeking, but after a quick glance, doubts arose in his mind.

What are you wearing... a short skirt?

Qian Zhi let Song Qishen hold her chin gently and gently, and the physiological tears stimulated her eyes, causing a layer of mist to form in her eyes.

She waited until the sourness in her eyes faded away, then hesitated and defended herself, "It's nothing like a short skirt..."

In fact, the name of the previous dormitory WeChat group was even more wild.

Later, I changed a certain word to "fart".

Moreover.

It’s just a group, not a skirt, there is still a difference!
To be continued...