Qianzhi was still looking at him in the same lying position just now.

Song Qishen said she could only wear it at home.

According to his understanding, such a small skirt can still be worn at home.

Qianzhi didn't speak, but her consciousness preceded her actions, and some imaginary scenes went through the motions in her mind first.

I don't know what I thought of.

Moreover, she was looked down upon by Song Qishen.

Qianzhi's breath was drowned in the quilt, and then passed back, bringing with it a heart-burning intensity.

One second. Two seconds.

One more second.

Her little face exploded into Indian devil pepper again.

It's still the kind where the bright red pepper skin is fully polished when bathed in the sun's rays.

Song Qishen thought so beautifully.

No matter what, she won't wear it!

At home, same thing.

Qian Zhi didn't hold on to this almost chess-playing situation. She turned to one side and rolled over along the edge of the bed, thus escaping from the shackles of Song Qishen's arms.

The little girl rolled up the quilt as she moved without looking at him. She pulled the quilt up and slightly covered half of her face, revealing her obsidian eyes, and then looked at him from the other side of the bed from a distance.

The two lotus-rooted legs were flipped out due to careless movements, and the nightgown was still as messy and disorderly as before.

Half of it is covered, half of it is exposed, it seems to be a pink lace.

Song Qishen lowered his gaze, paused, and his voice became darker, "No wonder."

"What's so surprising?" Qian Zhi cleared her throat.

Song Qishen straightened up and immediately looked away from the little girl.

He didn't make too many moves, he just raised his hand to put away Qian Zhi's messed up pillow.

"It seems like you really like Peppa Pig."

He also discovered that if he stopped her from watching the latest updated episodes, he would be really ignoring people.

There was no discussion, almost making people think that someone bullied her, as if she was sulking with herself.

Although he didn't resist, Song Qishen was stunned to figure out some meaning.

There are as many grievances as you want.

Therefore, after that, sometimes after the agreed time to go to bed, Qianzhi was still watching, so he didn't stop her.

This shows how important Peppa Pig is in her heart.

How on earth could Qian Zhi like her so much?

Song Qishen had thought about this problem before, but he didn't understand the reason behind it.

He also asked Assistant Xia about this question to see how popular Peppa Pig is.

Assistant Xia's answer confirmed the popularity statement, and added that children all like this kind of cute cartoons, and they just like this tone.

child.........

Thinking of Qian Zhi's temperament, it seems not difficult to understand.

The air was filled with an eerie tranquility, and the room was silent.

Qian Zhi was silent for a moment, then raised her eyes and looked away.

Just in time to meet Song Qi's teasing eyes.

He added slowly and slightly raised his chin, "Pink."

After hearing this, Qian Zhi suddenly reacted.

Her baby bump is of this color, and the pattern printed on it is of course Peppa Pig and George.

This is a new model recently launched on the Avenue des Lisées, and it is also a joint model between S Family and Peppa Pig.

Qian Zhi and the counter girl at that time even added WeChat. She was very attentive and would come and chat with her whenever anything happened.

Most of them are limited editions and reserved for exclusive customization.

And I don’t know if it was Qianzhi’s own illusion. Since she bought a pink shirt and tie there, most of the ones recommended to her by the store clerk were pink.

There was a model last time, which was a rose-red and shimmering sequin powder. The store clerk took a picture of it as if it were a treasure and sent it to her.

Then he said that it was a hidden item that other people couldn't buy even if they wanted to buy it. It would not be placed at the counter for sale at the exhibition, so he helped Qian Zhi pay attention to it in advance.

Qianzhi didn't know whether to laugh or cry. She actually wanted to explain, but found that she couldn't.

But I can only thank the counter lady for her kindness.

This Peppa Pig co-branded model is in line with Qianzhi’s preferences, and she particularly loves this style.

But she didn't wear it for long.

There was a strange lack of knowledge in Song Qishen's words just now.

Then Qianzhi heard it.

Also a little inexplicably condescending.

What's wrong!

It's amazing, isn't it?

Peppa Pig also has its reputation, isn't it? For this cartoon that has been on the hot search, it has its footprints in everything from luxury co-branded clothing to the biscuits that kindergarten children love to eat. It means running.

Just howl online and you can build a tall building.

Qian Zhi secretly cursed, then raised her legs slightly and hooked up a corner of the quilt, barely covering the corner that she accidentally exposed.

She simply buried her head and said nothing. Rather than being ridiculed for her aesthetics, it seemed more embarrassing to be seen in such a rude manner.

This kind of hindsight lingered for a while, Qian Zhi's ears twitched, but she didn't notice anything about Song Qishen, and then started to change the topic——

"Why don't you say anything... You'd better go downstairs and cook."

After asking this question, Qian Zhi just wanted to ask him to leave the room quickly.

"Of course I called you after it was done." Song Qishen spoke slowly, and then added, "Don't you notice that you are getting later and later?"

Even if he didn't come up to call her, she would feel extra confident and get up later every time.

If she wasn't hungry any time, Song Qishen doubted that she could sleep until the afternoon.

As for why it was late, could he still not know the reason?

The more Qianzhi thought about it, the more she felt that she was the one who was right.

She was a little less defensive about him than before, complaining in a low voice, "But you can't blame me."

"You don't mean to blame me." Song Qishen was usually more serious, with a calm voice like this, and his clear outline was scratched by the light, which was full of deception.

He walked around the end of the bed and came to Qianzhi's side, his long legs hanging casually, "Remember to go downstairs for dinner after washing?"

"Don't be lazy, I'll wait for you here." Song Qishen's last words successfully brought Qian Zhi back to reality.

In fact, she didn't even touch her phone for too long.

"Know it."

How could there be such a verbose man?

Qianzhi's grandfather and Qianzhi's father were both talkative and indifferent men, almost cold.

It can be said that the role of gentleness among the men who have accompanied her during this period of time since she grew up, and who also accompanies her, does not exist at all.

But Song Qishen was like this, and she only talked about her little pretentiousness.

Analyzing deep in her heart, Qian Zhi is willing to listen to these words that are almost chanting.

Qian Zhi always took her time washing up, but today Song Qishen was waiting for her indoors, and she was too embarrassed to delay, so she sped up.

In fact, when Qian Zhi followed Song Qishen downstairs, she fantasized about the dishes Song Qishen cooked.

However, things turned out to be different from what she had imagined.

When Song Qishen asked her like that on WeChat, it would only make her feel that he had always kept a low profile before.

Now that he's in the mood, he wants to let go and show off his skills.

but--

Qianzhi looked at the two plates in front of her, a red plate and a green plate, matching each other, and pushed back the thoughts that had come up before.

Scrambled eggs with tomatoes and fried vegetables.

A familiar simple home-cooked dish that looks good and has distinct colors.
To be continued...