I really want to be a salted fish

Chapter 419 Hate and Loathing

Chapter 419 Hate and Loathing

"Not in that red bathing suit."

As soon as the words fell, Su Shao was startled, looking at Song Yan with some surprise.

"Brother? How do you know my swimsuit is red?"

In my impression, she seems to have never told Song Yan that her swimsuit is red.

Moreover, her swimsuit was put in the suitcase after swimming that day.

Did Song Yan flip through his suitcase?
Impossible, he is not that kind of person at all.

That.
How did he know?

The scrutinizing eyes fell on Song Yan's face, which made him very embarrassed.

What can he say?In fact, I was the pervert who peeped at you swimming that morning?

"The pervert who peeped at me swimming that night, was it you?" Su Shao narrowed her eyes, crossed her arms and approached Song Yan.

She felt that maybe she had been with people with high IQ for a long time, and she actually felt that her IQ had improved.

As soon as she saw Song Yan's expression of "being exposed by others", she guessed it instantly.

Her mother lived behind this villa, which is Chengjiayuan, and Chengjiayuan has a row of rooms, and it just faces the swimming pool in the backyard.
Song Yan frowned, "That night."

He weighed his words, trying to explain what happened that night.

"Am I in good shape?" Su Shao asked eagerly, "Is it hot enough? Did it catch you?"

Is this something to be concerned about?
"Quick! Say it!" Su Shao pouted, a little reluctantly.

Song Yan told the truth, "...I didn't see clearly that night"

Didn't see clearly?
I didn't know how to know that her bikini is red!
Song Yan seemed to understand what Su Shao was thinking, and he continued, "I took a shower that night and heard a sound outside the window, so I went over to have a look."

"Tsk tsk tsk! Read it? I think it took at least 5 minutes to watch it, enough for me to swim back and forth in the pool twice."

"Cough." Song Yan cleared his throat, "I just think that figure looks a bit like you."

"So it's not peeping? It's looking openly?" Su Shao asked.

"You can say that." Song Yan's expression remained unchanged.

"Looking at it for so long, I can't tell whether the figure is good or not?" Su Shao pursed her lips, feeling a little disappointed.

"Whether it's good or not, isn't it just because you can see clearly that night?" Song Yan raised his eyebrows.

"Why?"

"Think about it, how many times have you fallen into my arms?" Song Yan paused, then added, "I'm a science student, and I've always been good at mathematics and physics."

so?
Is it by touch?Or is it calculated?

For example, after measuring by hand, I started to build a rectangular coordinate system in my heart?Looking for Su Shao's figure?
something!
Su Shao's urge to swim was suppressed by Song Yan in time. She looked at the time and felt that it was too early to visit grandma in Qiaoyuan, and planned to go after breakfast.

Song Yan fried two eggs on one side and brought the toasted bread and peanut butter to the dining table.

"Eat first, I'll take a shower."

Su Shao hasn't been eating well for the past few days. Now that Qiao Fen is discharged from the hospital, she feels more at ease and her appetite gradually improves.

Looking at the simple breakfast on the table, but feeling warm in my heart, I moved my index finger, "Then I won't wait for you, I'll eat first~"

Song Yan said "hmm" and walked up to the second floor to take a shower.

When he came back from the shower, the dining table had been cleaned up, leaving only a single breakfast.

Su Shao nestled on the sofa, holding the phone with both hands and pressing the screen constantly.

The intense and tense game sound is emitted from the position of the phone speaker.

Song Yan could tell that the little girl was playing games with ecstasy.

game?

His warm brows and eyes suddenly became gloomy, as if covered in a layer of cold fog and frost, without any emotion, only hatred and disgust
(End of this chapter)

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