A Joyful Boy: From Meeting the Drunk Song Qian

They found a restaurant on the street, had a meal, and then went home to their respective mothers.

Su Chen returned to Shuxiang Yayuan.

Standing at my doorstep.

They found the door was open and curiously glanced inside.

There was someone cleaning inside.

Silk pajamas, highlighting curves.

And that captivating appearance.

Su Chen smiled, walked in, and hugged her from behind.

"Why are you working so hard today? Do you need my help?"

Su Chen felt a sudden tightening in his arms, but relaxed abruptly upon hearing his voice.

Finally, she collapsed into his arms.

"You rascal, why are you so punctual today? Why didn't you go out and have your fill of fun before coming back?"

Song Qian was naturally in charge of cleaning the house. During the time Su Chen was away from home, she was responsible for cleaning the room.

I've gotten used to it over time.

I just didn't expect that Su Chen, who wanted to stay out all night when she came back last time.

He's been surprisingly well-behaved today.

They even launched a surprise attack.

Su Chen looked at Song Qian.

She was wearing a light purple nightgown.

As light and thin as silk.

It feels cool and smooth when held in your arms.

It feels like holding real skin.

Version 4.0 made Su Chen's mouth water.

He held her tightly in his arms.

"Why would I stay anywhere else if there's someone waiting for me at home?"

Song Qian gave a snort and rolled her eyes at him.

He used to wait here too.

He even made a phone call to hint at it, and this guy still had the nerve to stay out for so long.

I simply can't believe what's happening this time.

1223: Qiao Yingzi is on the phone; Su Chen is carrying bricks.

But then, in the very next second...

I just felt a lightness in my body.

A scream.

Song Qian was then carried into Su Chen's arms in a princess carry.

"Hey~ Don't move, I just changed into these clothes~"

Su Chen laughed and said, "It's okay, we can just change it again."

Song Qian exclaimed in surprise, pointing shyly towards the door.

"Door, door, door~"

Su Chen kicked.

The door slammed shut instantly.

......11.

Half an hour later.

Qiao Yingzi returned to the Shuxiang Yayuan.

I went upstairs and glanced next door, only to find the door was closed.

Only then did he return home.

"Mom, are you home?"

I called out but no one answered. I searched the room but couldn't find anyone.

"Did Mom go out today?"

Upon entering the master bedroom, one sees various clothes laid out on the bed, among which a burgundy dress stands out.

Hanging by the bed.

"Looks like this is what I'm planning to wear today."

Qiao Yingzi went over and touched it.

It feels good in hand.

"Is this what you were planning to wear for me today?"

Qiao Yingzi touched her clothes.

Press your face against it and gently feel it.

Suddenly an idea popped into my head.

What would I look like if I wore this outfit?

Will she be as beautiful as my mom?

This idea grew stronger and stronger, to the point that he even forgot he was still in his mother's room.

Take off your clothes.

Put this red evening gown on.

I looked at myself in the mirror.

Her flowing long hair and alluring collarbones were both fully exposed by this dress.

However, there is also a major drawback: Qiao Yingzi's figure is too flat, lacking any curves.

Especially compared to Song Qian, the gap is even greater.

This resulted in her not being able to fill out the dress at all.

It looks like a child wearing adult clothes.

Very weird.

I never knew my mom had such a great figure.

Qiao Yingzi gestured in front of the mirror.

Then I checked a few places.

Her face instantly turned bright red.

"I wonder which guy will benefit next."

After taking my clothes off again, I realized how incredibly brave I had been.

If my mom finds out I changed her clothes.

That would definitely be laughed at to death.

Quickly put the clothes back where they belong, leave the room, and return to your own room.

Take the things out of the suitcase.

Put the clothes that need washing into the washing machine.

Do it all.

Waiting for my mom to come home.

"By the way, where is that guy Su Chen?"

Their two schools have similar holiday schedules, so I was able to run into Su Chen when I came back last time.

It's just that this time we've waited so long.

Surprisingly, I didn't hear any noise from the people next to me who were on holiday.

But it's okay.

Finally, the renovation noise upstairs has stopped.

He picked up his phone and dialed Su Chen's number. The call was answered by 517 in no time.