The male god of e-sports is a girl

Chapter 890 And She Is That Pig
Smooth, soft, and explosively good to the touch.

Rolling his eyes, he patted Chu Rong's fumbling hands, and sat up from the bed.

"Good morning." Song Ci pulled down his pajamas to cover his waist, and greeted him.

Chu Rong, who was slapped away, regained consciousness, and then felt very wronged.

Staring at Song Ci's eyes, he almost didn't let me even touch his waist. You are too much, expressing it vividly.

Song Ci ignored Chu Rong's aggrieved eyes, got up from the bed, and started looking for his missing cell phone.

Chu Rong sat on the bed, rubbed her chin, and stared at Song Ci calmly looking for her mobile phone.

Song Ci searched for a long time, but he couldn't find his poor mobile phone.

Song Ci was stunned, where did the phone go?

"Xiao Rongrong, call my cell phone quickly." Song Ci said, looking sideways at Chu Rong.

Chu Rong didn't move, with a suppressed smile on his face.

If Song Ci doesn't understand, then she is stupid.

"My phone is with you." Song Ci affirmed.

"En." Chu Rong nodded and admitted without hesitation.

"So you just look at me like a fool looking at me like a headless chicken?!" Song Ci narrowed his eyes dangerously.

"No way, you are so cute, how could you be a fool, you are obviously cute." Chu Rong immediately raised his hands in surrender.

Otherwise, Song Ci will be blown up later.

Hand over Song Ci's.

Song Ci took the phone and finally gave Chu Rong a good look.

"Get up soon." Song Ci put the phone aside and reached out to pull Chu Rong on the bed.

She just checked the time and found that it was already ten o'clock close to eleven o'clock, but there is still a dinner party today, if she doesn't get up, the dinner party that comes in will not be able to gather.

"Okay, okay, don't pull." Chu Rong quickly got off the bed.

Seeing that Chu Rong was up, Song Ci went directly to the bathroom to wash up.

Chu Rong also went back to his room to wash up. He wanted to be with Song Ci, but it was a pity that his washing things were not here.

After Song Ci and Chu Rong finished washing, Chu Rong went to the kitchen to iron Song Cisheng.

Song Banlan and Yu hadn't gotten up yet, and Chu Rong didn't call them either.

Although everyone seemed to be the same as usual in the past few days of the competition, I was afraid that except for Song Ci and Chu Rong, everyone else was more or less under some pressure. Now that they are finally liberated, they naturally have to relax.

In the morning, Song Ci's cell phone was ringing by Chu Rong, and when it rang two or three times, Chu Rong quickly turned off the alarm clock.

The time to go to the manor where you can eat the whole fish feast is set in the afternoon, and then everyone will play there all afternoon.

Song Ci looked at the large bowl of milky white soup in front of him, and there was still some soft stewed meat in it.

"Here, drink, there's more in the kitchen." Chu Rong sat next to Song Ci, and there was also a bowl of soup in front of him, but compared to Song Ci's big bowl, Chu Rong's bowl was much more normal.

After receiving the spoon from Chu Rong, Song Ci didn't even know what expression he should show.

This is too discriminating. I always feel that Chu Rong is raising pigs.

And she is that pig.

Song Ci: "..."

The more I think about it, the more unpleasant I feel, so Song Ci turned his grief and indignation into appetite, and he ate and drank, and it was Chu Rong who had the right to eat and drink!

In this way, I really feel a lot more comfortable.

After a bowl of fragrant stewed soup was finished, Chu Rong brought Song Ci another bowl of porridge that looked colorful.

(End of this chapter)