It makes sense to grab a marriage: don't mess with the savage wife

Chapter 22 The bodyguard borrowed me to play (2)

Both of them had a very comfortable meal. Yu Chiguang was happy because he had borrowed a bodyguard, so he kept serving Song Qing with vegetables and water, and Song Qingyi also enjoyed her service with peace of mind. Wake up in a good mood.

After eating, the problem came again, and it was the problem of sleeping. Yu Chiguang curled up on the sofa in the living room, changed several channels with the remote control, and finally raised his head and asked in a loud voice. Uncle Tong who was washing dishes in the kitchen: "Uncle Tong, have you delivered the quilt today? Where shall I sleep tonight?"

She didn't know that her voice had passed through the half-hidden door of the study on the second floor and entered Song Qingyi's ears.

Uncle Tong came out of the kitchen, wiped his hands with the apron tied on his chest, and said, "Oh, not yet, don't worry, the young master has high requirements, so I can only make everything custom-made, and I took the sample before." If you fail several times, you should sleep in the young master's room first, anyway, you two often slept together when you were young."

"..." Yu Chiguang was embarrassed, and fell headlong on the sofa. He often slept when he was a child, but when he grows up, men and women are different!
Yu Chiguang didn't speak, and Uncle Tong assumed that she agreed again, and turned around humming a song that didn't know how many years ago and continued to do his own thing.

Song Qingyi stood in front of the railing on the second floor, looking at Yu Chiguang who had fallen headlong into the sofa, rolling around all over the sofa, with a chuckle at the corner of his mouth, why after so many years, the appearance of a little girl has grown into that of a big girl , I still have this temperament, I always feel that she hasn't grown up yet, but she has indeed grown up. When they were lying in the same bed last night, because her nose was full of smell, he didn't smell it all night sleep well.

Even so, he still thought, to get closer to her, to get closer...

Yu Chiguang rolled on the sofa for a while, and felt that she would never get a good answer when she asked Uncle Tong about it, and she should go to Song Qingyi. Thinking like this, he turned over and got up, put on his slippers I'm about to run upstairs.

Song Qingyi, who was standing on the second floor, turned around and went back to the study when he saw Yu Chiguang sitting up from the sofa.

Yu Chiguang knew that Song Qingyi was in the study, so when she ran to the second floor, she pushed open the door of the study.

"Song Qingyi!"

He was called by his first and last names again, Song Qingyi closed the document in his hand that he hadn't read, and looked up at her.

"what's up?"

"Where's the quilt?" Yu Chiguang blinked and asked him.

Song Qingyi still sat on the spot without moving a bit, and said as if nothing happened: "I heard from Uncle Tong that it hasn't been delivered yet." Then he lowered his head slightly and looked at the computer, not knowing what he was doing.

"Then when will it be delivered?" Yu Chiguang anxiously walked across to him and sat down.

"I'm not very clear, but Uncle Tong is still handling this matter." Song Qingyi looked up at her.

"Uncle Tong also said that it depends on you. Anyway, I can't sleep with you all the time. This matter..." Yu Chiguang frowned, feeling a bit embarrassed.

"Why, is it wrong to sleep with me? If you were married to Tang Yu at that time, you thought he would let you do whatever you want..." Song Qingyi suddenly fell silent when he said this.

Yu Chiguang looked up at him in confusion, why did he mention Tang Yu, she was obviously talking about the quilt now.

Song Qing looked at Yu Chiguang with puzzled eyes, and finally pursed his lips and said: "Let's do it for now. After this period of time, I will be free. Besides, there is no bed at home, and no room to put it down." Another bed."

(End of this chapter)