She mumbled loudly.

Yu Tingchuan unbuttoned his shirt cuff links and sat by the bed. Don’t say that women are even males who eat shuttle crabs late.

How can a cheating hotel sell male crabs?

Song Qingcheng doesn’t believe in expressing his dissatisfaction, glancing at him out of the corner of his eye and then continuing to watch TV dramas.

Yu Tingchuan laughed, I’ll take you there for dinner another day and I’ll believe it when I see it.

Maybe you let the restaurant specially prepare male crabs to trick me.

Song Qingcheng said and leaned over to Yu Tingchuan to smell the perfume. When you come back so late for dinner, you bosses are told that there must be extracurricular activities. Tell me honestly whether you went to big health care?

Yu Tingchuan didn’t answer the rhetorical question, What else do you know about big health care?

Song Qingcheng said, I’m not ignorant.

I don’t know how to amuse Yu Tingchuan. He bowed his head and turned over his shirt cuff and raised a faint smile. It is good to be knowledgeable, but this kind of knowledge should be reasonable and messy.

This is a typical symptom of straight male cancer.

What is straight male cancer?

Yu tingchuan asked

Song Qingcheng truthfully said, It is male chauvinism that women should stay at home and be a housewife with three obedience and four virtues. From time to time, people show their sense of superiority.

Yu Tingchuan looked up at her eyes. Is that what I see in your eyes?

The whole Song Dynasty tried to bend the lip angle slightly, and touched the back of the neck. I just explained what is straight male cancer, and you asked me to explain that if you are not guilty, you won’t be seated accordingly.

Yu Tingchuan nodded and tapped with his fingers, then opened his mouth. Why don’t you check it yourself?

Check what? Song whole red face asked

You didn’t say I had a big health care.

The man’s voice is low, the desk lamp is dizzy, and it seems to have a unique charm in the light.

The whole song dynasty could not help but smile I don’t want it

-digression–

At 10: 30 pm, it’s more group ~

☆, Chapter 297 Help you to do artificial respiration later (2 more)

Really don’t check? Yu Tingchuan began, Then I’ll take a shower.

Song Qingcheng deliberately ignored him.

It takes about twenty minutes for Yu Tingchuan to take a bath and come out.

The man’s hair was still steaming, and he wiped it with a towel.

Wait until his bed Song Qingcheng immediately took out one from the pillow and waved it in front of Yu Tingchuan. Are you familiar with it?

Yu Tingchuan was a little stunned and immediately recognized his high school notes and asked with a smile, How many years ago did things dig out?

In the third floor

Song Qingcheng turned the notes to a page and pointed to the surface somewhere here is a girl’s handwriting and said that she picked up her mouth tone and looked sour What girl is so good and you remember to draw a pig’s head

Yu Tingchuan looked at the note Where is the pig’s head?

Here Song Qingcheng poked his finger.

Yu Tingchuan reached out and took the notes. Sure enough, there was a pen at the bottom of a line to outline a small pig head.

I didn’t wronged you, did I?

Song Qingcheng said

Yu Tingchuan closed his notes and put them on the bedside table next to him. The intonation is very understated. It is estimated that when I lent them to my classmates, who was going to engage in bad drama?

Were you often played by girls before?

Yu Tingchuan laughed. Why do you ask this?

Most of the time, a girl and a boy scribble in it, which is definitely a good impression on this man. Song Qingcheng analyzed clearly that girls are shy and can’t just say that they like it and express their feelings through this line.

Know so much, have you done the same?

“……”

Song Qingcheng listened to the inexplicable fever on his cheeks and didn’t look at the man’s eyes. I said that I would definitely not mess around with men and women when I concentrated on reading at that time.

What about Zhong Yang? Yu Tingchuan started an old story.

Song Qingcheng remembered that Yu Tingchuan had seen her classmate record when she was in the quadrangle. Zhong Yang was her middle school classmate. I didn’t expect Yu Tingchuan to remember this.

For the first time, Song Qingcheng really realized that Yu Tingchuan was so narrow-minded.

When he was in junior high school, he naturally got along better behind me than the average boy, but that’s all.

Song Qingcheng found himself weak and turned to Yu Tingchuan. I asked you if you were guilty of changing the subject again?

YuTingChuan grabbed her and kissed her neck I have nothing to feel guilty about? Now people are next to you. If you find someone at that time, many things will be said badly.

When he was seventeen, he went to kindergarten by himself.

Yu Tingchuan was destined to miss the Song Dynasty in her youth. She wondered if he would marry Mu Qingyu if he was looking for someone to fall in love in high school. It is unknown that he might join hands with his first love and be old to himself. I don’t even have a chance to pass him by.

But think about the whole song dynasty and realize a problem.

Is his ex-wife his first love?

Song Qingcheng is a bit tasty, but he also feels glad that he and his ex-wife divorced for so many years, and that no one has found her and never met a suitable marriage again.

Whether it’s primary school, middle school or college girls, the past is over. Even if you meet this girl with a pig’s head, you can’t have other ideas, you know?

Yu Tingchuan heard his heart say, I’m afraid people’s children are not young for almost twenty years ten years ago.

I don’t know if she will abandon her husband when she sees you.