As long as Song Qishen stayed there, Qian Zhi's eyes were wandering.

Fortunately, the supermarket here is very secretive and there are no people around at this time. Otherwise, Qian Zhi could really perform an autistic show on the spot.

In fact, this kind of thing is very common, just like three daily meals, and does not need to be over-understood or over-exaggerated.

But when it was Qian Zhi's turn, inevitably and irresistibly, the heat surged and could not be stopped.

Many times, emotions are clearly emanating from oneself, but cannot be suppressed.

This is where she is too thin-skinned.

But you can't blame her.

Song Qishen slightly curled his lips, and he always liked to hide half of the meaning in his words, half hanging in the air, neither up nor down.

Just like now, his tone is calm and calm.

It's like buying vegetables at the wet market.

Just............it takes so long?

"Hey, are you okay?"

Qian Zhi couldn't help it and called Song Qishen.

"Um?"

Song Qishen responded in a low voice, then picked up a few items and walked over, then put the items in the shopping cart.

This set of movements was as smooth as clouds and flowing water, without any hesitation or hesitation.

Qianzhi looked at it and quickly put the Peppa Bear milk tablets she bought on it, covering it tightly and tightly.

Song Qishen thought it was funny and stared at Qian Zhi for a long time before he slowly walked to her side.

"Isn't this embarrassing?"

"Where do I have it?" Qianzhi retorted quickly. She didn't raise her eyes to look at him, but kept fidgeting with the series of Peppa Pig snack bags she bought.

Qianzhi thought of those long and gaudy things.

This is actually... a stupid attempt to make something funny for myself.

Weird and funny.

Qian Zhi couldn't help it, the corners of her mouth slightly opened into a slight arc, her eyes also curved into small crescents, and her black eyelashes trembled slightly.

Song Qishen hummed understandingly, "Is there anything else you want to buy?"

"If not, we will go home now."

"It's probably gone."

Saying this, Qian Zhi's voice still contained a hint of laughter, which she couldn't hide.

Sometimes her laughter even seems strange to herself.

Just like now.

Song Qishen raised his eyebrows, taking in the girl's reaction and remaining calm.

Everything in the world remains calm and will end in a new round of storms, overturning everything and moving up and down the world.

For Song Qishen, it was the same, and there was no surprise at all.

Just now in the supermarket, Song Qishen chose to stand still. After that, everything was calculated and counted one by one.

As soon as he returned to Nanyuan, just in the evening, he showed his businessman's instinct and retrieved everything he had buried before, leaving no trace behind.

At first, the two of them sat on the sofa together, neither talking to the other. Sitting on one side was Qian Zhi, who was playing with her mobile phone, and sitting at the end of the other side was Song Qishen, who was reading a newspaper.

Then Qian Zhi mentioned blueberry juice on a whim, complimented the goodness of blueberry juice, and tried to persuade Song Qishen to drink it too.

But after Song Qishen listened to what she said, he stopped reading the newspaper and moved towards her, very close to her.

Qian Zhi raised her eyes slightly and slightly explored Song Qishen's face. It was light, exactly the same as when he was serious and didn't speak.

So Qianzhi didn't think there was anything unusual, and continued to discuss it with him, even holding a glass in front of his eyes.

"It feels more refreshing after being chilled. It tastes really good. Would you like to try it?"

How Song Qishen answered at that time, maybe he answered, or maybe he didn't answer, Qian Zhi can't remember clearly.

I just remember him looking at her leisurely.

Song Qishen held his shoulders with his hands, leaned back and leaned on his back on the sofa, then turned his head slightly to look at her, his eyes narrowed.

Just wait for her to finish speaking slowly.

Then everything changed unknowingly, and the kiss that had just tasted was about to break out.

At the same time, all her words were buried between the lips and teeth.

Qian Zhi's experience in this area was brought to her by Song Qishen, but the two of them only communicated on weekends.

Since they lived together, he had always been very considerate of her, and the time he occasionally made a mistake and went crazy was because he drank a little while socializing out.

Alcohol paralyzes people's hearts, causing them to fall into a daze, and their sinking is evident.

Today he didn't speak either, keeping secrets. He was even more silent than before, and he only worked hard secretly.

A long time passed between the ups and downs.

After Qian Zhi woke up, the lights were already starting to go on outside.

The curtains were half-opened, and the glass windows looked out.

The night lights along the winding road along the coast lit up and formed a bright line, extending into the distance until the horizon.

There was no light on in the master bedroom, but the door was open. The light on the entire second floor leaked directly from the side of the spiral staircase, dimming and lighting up.

Qian Zhi sat up halfway after sleeping, went to the cloakroom barefoot, and picked out other clothes.

Then she put on dinosaur pajamas of another color, pulled on her slippers and walked downstairs, rubbing her eyes as she walked.

The days in Nanyuan seemed like day and night were reversed.

Although her schedule doesn't sound very regular and healthy, Qianzhi is extremely relaxed.

Sometimes, you don’t have to follow the rules to live your life. It is best to follow what you like and what suits you.

If everyone sticks to the template, that's okay.

It is worth mentioning that, taking the morning as an example, Song Qishen tried to persuade her, but he did not pick her up like a chicken and force her to get up and go for a run in the morning.

Qianzhi's happiness sometimes is also very simple.

But the confusion that happened this evening is really a bit inexplicable.

It was unexpected and unexpected.

Qianzhi thought about it carefully and didn't feel that the situation was so overwhelming.

But with Song Qishen's beauty, she couldn't hold it back and was still tempted.

Compared with the dim yellow on the second floor, the first floor in Nanyuan is bright and bright.

Near the floor-to-ceiling windows, there should be someone sitting on the sofa, and there are still traces of it, but looking at the entire large living room, apart from the furniture, there is no trace of anyone.

Just in the evening, this was the place where the two of them baked pies for the first time.

Now it seems that it has been cleaned up.

When Qian Zhi thought about this, Daun Ran, who had just woken up, was so distraught at this moment that she immediately walked away and her drowsiness disappeared.

After wandering around, she walked along the small corridor and passed by the study. The door of the study was also ajar, and only a lamp in front of the table was turned on.

The girl curiously leaned half of her body in and glanced around.

There are also open documents on the desk, spread out and scattered.

Everywhere here there are traces of man's early existence alone.

But the fact is.

Song Qishen was not here at all.

Qian Zhi was just wondering where he had gone. Before she could even wonder, she was interrupted by a sudden stop.

A little further away from the door, there was a "buzzing" sound, similar to the sound of a machine, the kind with a roller, which was continuous.

It's not intermittent, it just keeps ringing.

Qianzhi took a few steps forward and found that the uninterrupted sound was coming from the kitchen.

She took a closer look and saw a tall figure through the translucent sliding door. It was Song Qishen.

There were still constant noises in the kitchen, and Qianzhi could tell from this close that he was playing with the juicer.

Qian Zhi thought Song Qishen was joking when he casually mentioned giving her juice to drink, but she didn't expect that he was serious about it and there was no ambiguity.

With this thought in mind, the girl pushed open the sliding door.

The sound of her pushing the door was soft, and the sound of the sliding door being opened was not loud, and was directly drowned out by the sound of the juicer.
To be continued...