Chapter 1178 Am I so beautiful every day?
Song Qiaoya was afraid that she was going to take the lead, so she suddenly raised her head violently, almost bumping into Song Yiliang who had been looking down at her all the time, and she asked aggressively, "What's wrong with me, you're blind, I'm like this every day Is it beautiful?
Song Yiliang was still looking at Song Qiaoya at first, but after Song Qiaoya scolded the street like a shrew, Song Yiliang really saw something wrong, "I know something is wrong with you, have you done anything wrong? Wrong, in such hot weather, you wear two layers of clothes and long trousers."

Is there something wrong with this girl?
In such hot weather, he was actually wearing two long-sleeved clothes, a scarf, and more importantly, long jeans.

The whole person looks like living in the ice and snow.

Song Qiaoya looked at Song Yiliang looking at her, she was inexplicably afraid that Song Yiliang would find those dotted hickey marks on her body.So she shrunk her body, "No way? I just like it. I'm afraid of the cold by nature, so I wear so many clothes. Is it the law that I can't wear so many clothes to go out?"

Song Qiaoya thought of this question because she had the urge to kill Song Yiliang.

If it weren't for this man, would she need to go out in such hot weather, dressed like a crazy person?

Yesterday, Song Yiliang was like a dog gnawing on her body, constantly gnawing on her body, and Song Yiliang left very red and blue marks on every tender and white skin.

After Song Qiaoya finished the shameful thing with Song Yiliang in the middle of the night, she was afraid that Song Yiliang would find out what happened between them, so despite the pain in her body, Song Qiaoya cleaned up Song Yiliang's room and put on clothes for him Finally, I escaped from that room, and then I planned to pretend that nothing had happened when I went out today.

Song Yiliang thought about it, and thought that Song Qiaoya's head was abnormal.

So Song Yiliang didn't continue to ask Song Qiaoya about her clothes. What made Song Yiliang more curious was another thing. He asked Song Qiaoya, "Then let me ask you, how did I come back yesterday? Why did I come back?" In my bed?"

Speaking of this, Song Qiaoyan was so guilty that she immediately turned around, not even daring to look at Song Yiliang.

"How do I know how you came back yesterday? You were drunk yesterday, and then I threw you at the barbecue stall."

Song Yiliang froze in place with a disbelieving expression.

Song Qiaoya frowned, thinking of something, feeling uneasy, she immediately turned her head to stare at Song Yiliang's handsome face, bit her pale lips and asked, "Well, Song Yiliang, do you think about what happened yesterday?"

Song Yiliang pursed his lips and looked puzzled: "No. I don't have any memory at all. I remember that I was at the barbecue stand, but I suddenly got drunk and passed out, and then I don't remember anything after that. Then, when I woke up It will be dawn, and now I am standing here and being scolded by you."

Song Qiaoya breathed a sigh of relief, "Fortunately."

Song Yiliang raised his eyebrows, his handsome face was gloomy: "You said it was fortunate that I was scolded by you?"

"No, I said fortunately you will come back."

"..." Could it be that he was so strong last night that he could find his way back after he got drunk?

Song Yiliang thought about it, this is not impossible, otherwise how can he explain why he suddenly returned to the hotel?

If that's the case, that's really cool!

When Song Yiliang turned around and Song Qiaoya was about to leave, he suddenly had a flash of inspiration, thought of something, turned around suddenly, looked at Song Qiaoya, and reacted in shock!

"Wait, you wear long-sleeved clothes. I remember that in the supermarket where Zhang Mo died, he seemed to be the only one who wore long-sleeved clothes! It's so hot now, why would he wear long-sleeved clothes?"

(End of this chapter)

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