A Joyful Boy: From Meeting the Drunk Song Qian

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Su Chen's heart skipped a beat.

So many men are unwilling to let their wives practice yoga.

Who can bear this.

He couldn't stand it anyway.

Stop being so affectionate and check your phone right now.

Ever since meeting Su Chen online, Song Qianjian has become curious about his QQ friends.

He was even more curious about those thirty-odd female netizens.

I wonder which one it will be this time.

Su Chen took out his phone.

[Cotton Picking at Your Fingertips: Calling!]

[A quiet kind of happiness: I'm busy exercising, no time to think about anything else.]

Su Chen was facing the Dragon Pavilion at this moment.

How can I concentrate on playing games?

Tong Wenjie's breathing gradually became rapid, and she exerted force with both hands.

Song Qian didn't pay attention to their actions, but instead recalled the name of the account she had just encountered.

"This name seems familiar."

Just then, Su Chen's phone rang again.

He didn't want to watch it.

But at Song Qian's insistence, he still took it out.

[Hands Can Pick Cotton: Dad! I'll buy you a skin! I've already lost two games, and if you don't come soon, I'm going to drop a rank.]

[A low-key conquest: I really don't have time, and I'm very busy right now, so I'll wait a bit.]

Song Qian asked in confusion, "This hand can pick cotton. Have I told you before what it does?"

"What? You know her?" Su Chen thought for a moment: "She seemed to say that she was a celebrity, but I didn't ask for any photos, so I don't know."

Tong Wenjie: "Hmm..."

Song Qian blushed, ignored Tong Wenjie, and looked at Su Chen instead.

"If I'm not mistaken, this person seems to be Jingjing."

"What???"

Su Chen was taken aback: "No way, what a coincidence?"

think carefully.

It seems quite likely that Qiao Jingjing is involved.

During their last meeting, he felt that Qiao Jingjing was constantly watching him.

At the time, I only thought that I noticed him because of his charm.

Now think about it.

After playing games, Qiao Jingjing seemed to pay even more attention to him.

Especially after I found out my online name.

But if that's the case.

After he learned his identity, why did he still willingly call him "Dad"?

hiss~

Is it another quirk?

"What a coincidence." Song Qian glanced at her old QQ account and confirmed the identity.

"I didn't expect you to be so clever, making Jingjing call you Dad?"

"This isn't a game; she lost a bet, so..."

"Now that you know who the other person is, are you still going to let him call out to you?"

"why not?"

Song Qian blushed and spat at him.

How shameless.

However, to Song Qian's surprise, Qiao Jingjing, a celebrity, would actually call Su Chen "Dad".

And they're so intimate.

This made her a little curious. Did Su Chen have some kind of strange fetish in this area?

Should I go back and try it myself?

have to say.

She was moved.

"Hmm... Whew~ Whew~" Tong Wenjie finished stretching.

His face was covered in sweat.

His eyes were full of gratitude as he looked at Su Chen.

It's been a long time since I've had such an exhilarating workout.

I have a hard time standing up.

"Hiss~" Tong Wenjie was helped up by Su Chen, and the pain in his legs made him gasp.

"It's only been less than a month, and it still hurts this much just to do a split. Looks like I'll have to come here more often in the future."

Tong Wenjie looked at Su Chen: "I'm still waiting for you to help me stretch."

"The mission will definitely be accomplished."

"With so many friends, didn't you ever think that some of them might be people close to you?" Tong Wenjie looked at Song Qian meaningfully, her eyes filled with provocation.

Song Qian wanted to stop it.

But I couldn't make it too obvious, so I quickly changed the subject.

"Look how tired your sister Tong is, shouldn't you help her relax a bit?"

Upon hearing this, Su Chen noticed that Tong Wenjie's leg muscles were trembling.

"Would you like me to give you a massage to relax? I'm very good at it."

"You can also give massages?"

Tong Wenjie looked at Su Chen with surprise: "Okay, come and try it. My thighs are so sore that I can't stand it. If I don't get them massaged properly, I'm afraid I won't be able to go to work the day after tomorrow."

Tong Wenjie, who had finally managed to stand up, lay back down.

228: Xiaomeng's resentment towards Qiao Weidong, Song Qian's massage

Press your hands on it.

Tong Wenjie's eyes widened.

She felt a warm current flow up her thigh, and all the soreness disappeared in that instant.

All that remains is comfort.

As Su Chen pressed his hands, Tong Wen-Jie couldn't help but let out a few soft hums.

Song Qian looked at Tong Wenjie.

My body swayed from side to side in sync with his voice.

But what I was thinking was.

Was I like that before?

So embarrassing.