Mr. Song, ask for a thigh

Chapter 238
After solving the problem of where to sleep, Qian Mengmeng finally breathed a sigh of relief.

She ran into the bedroom, took out her pillow and quilt, put them on the sofa, and made them for Song Huaijin very thoughtfully.

After doing all this, Qian Mengmeng felt quite fulfilled, and when she turned around, there was a smile on her lips, "Big brother, is this okay?"

Song Huaijin was a little dazed when she saw that the neutral sofa in front of her was suddenly occupied by a pillow and quilt full of girly patterns.

Qian Mengmeng didn't know why, so she looked him up and down, and suddenly she had a flash of inspiration, and asked, "Do you want to take a shower before going to bed?"

Song Huaijin: "..."

Without giving him time to react, Qian Mengmeng ran into her bedroom again, and there was a sound of rummaging through boxes and cabinets.

When she came out again, she was holding a set of men's pajamas in her hand!

"I got this from an event a while ago." Qian Mengmeng handed the pajamas to him, "I washed it and it's new."

What kind of event will give a female artist men's pajamas? !
Also, she has washed it?Who are you going to prepare for!
Gritting her teeth, suppressing the mess in her heart, Song Huaijin took the pajamas, nodded, and entered the bathroom pretending to be deep.

Just after stepping in, Qian Mengmeng came after her again.

"Big brother, this is shower gel, this is shampoo...the hot water goes here..." Her rare noisy voice sounded from the bathroom.

Seeing her small figure standing under the shower in the bathroom, Song Huaijin unconsciously had some thoughts that all men would have.

He closed his eyes and opened them again, put his hands on her shoulders, and gently moved her outwards, he pushed her out of the bathroom.

"understood."

Let her say a few more words, maybe she really can't help it.

……

When Song Huaijin hurriedly took a shower and came out of the bathroom, the light in the living room had been adjusted to dim orange by Qian Mengmeng.

She changed out of the clothes she went out and wore conservative aunt-style pajamas.

Sitting on the single sofa, she nodded, as if she had begun to feel sleepy.

Song Huaijin thought, "If she hadn't been waiting for me, she should have gone back to the bedroom and fell asleep."

Walking over gently, looking at her peaceful face, his heart felt soft.

Qian Mengmeng opened her misty eyes and looked at him, "Ah, big brother, you've finished washing."

Song Huaijin nodded, unable to bear to spoil this rare atmosphere.

"It's late, go to bed early." Standing up from the sofa, she rubbed her eyes and smiled at him, "Good night."

The corners of her lips curled up, Song Huaijin raised her hand to scratch the bridge of her nose, lowered her head, and placed a light kiss on her forehead.

"Good night."

After that, he turned around and walked towards the sofa.

Qian Mengmeng turned off the light in the living room in a daze, and returned to her room.

The moment she lay on the bed, she blushed belatedly and covered her forehead.

Big Brother... so gentle... Besides, he is sleeping outside now, separated from her by a door, so he feels at ease...

The corners of her mouth hooked up, Qian Mengmeng was no match for sleepiness, and fell into a sweet dreamland.

In the living room outside the door, Song Huaijin was lying on the sofa, not feeling sleepy at all.

After taking a shower, the fragrance of the same shower gel carried the pillow and quilt, and together with the sweet smell of her body, swept up every inch of his senses.

Thinking of her sleeping in it, the desire that had been suppressed in his heart gradually rose again.

Gritting her teeth, Song Huaijin turned over.

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　　Thank you for the little emotion reward, okay~
　　
　
(End of this chapter)