Song Qishen said, took a long step, walked over here, and then sat directly opposite Qian Zhi.

Qian Zhi looked at her nose, nose and heart without raising her head, just listening to the two people chatting non-stop.

I don’t know how long they chatted before Lu Wanting got up and went upstairs to get his ID, asking Qian Zhi and Song Qishen to stay well.

As soon as the sound of Qian Mu's movements faded away and disappeared upstairs, Qian Zhi began to seamlessly pick up a magazine from the coffee table and read it.

If Song Qishen wanted to mention this matter, how would she answer?

Did your brain suddenly have a seizure because you were so happy?

Before Qian Zhi could think of an explanation, a shadow suddenly hit her from the side and the sofa on the left sank slightly.

What sounded next was the familiar voice of Song Qishen.

"Are you so nervous to see your brother?"

"...Where is it? I don't have it." Qian Zhi said in a low voice, expressing her protest.

Song Qi curled his lips deeply and did not refute the little girl's words, but just said -
Chapter completed!