The next day, after Song Nanqiao sent Wen Wenyao back to Wen's house, he went straight back to school, and the half-term exam was about to begin.

If Song Nanqiao wants to start the career line directly after the half-term exam, then she will work harder during this time. Moreover, her bet with Qin Ruixi is still there, Song Nanqiao does not want to be careless because of her pride, and lose to the opponent.

With this idea in mind, Song Nanqiao has been studying hard for the next week, and lunch is also solved by instant bread.

When he was in the dormitory the day before the exam, Song Nanqiao didn't rest either. He lit the lamp under the mosquito net and studied until two or three o'clock.

"Get some rest early, I'm afraid I'll doze off in the exam tomorrow."

Every time Song Nanqiao stays up late, the system will urge Song Nanqiao to go to bed earlier.

"I'm fine, the original owner's body has slowly adapted."

I am a night owl by nature. I learned a little a few days ago.

On the morning of the exam, Song Nanqiao sat in his seat and walked into the exam room listening to the familiar sound of the exam broadcast.

For a while, she still felt a little dazed, she seemed to have not taken an exam for more than 20 years, and now sitting in the exam room again, she has a different feeling in her heart.

The first subject on the first day was still Chinese. Song Nanqiao took the pen and carefully wrote every word on the test paper, and handed in a satisfactory answer within the specified time. It's functioning normally.

When she took the science, comprehensive and mathematics test later, Song Nanqiao seemed like a duck to water, the whole test paper was full, and the test content was difficult, but it was nothing to her, Song Nanqiao There are even about 280 in the comprehensive examination, and the mathematics is close to full marks.

The next morning I took the English test, which was my worst subject, but this time the test was quite difficult. After writing, Song Nanqiao said silently in his heart: 125 should have …

On the afternoon of the day after the exam, it was a monthly holiday. Song Nanqiao went back to the dormitory to pack up his schoolbag and prepare to go home.

She is very confident in this exam, no surprise, 699 should be no problem, this score is higher than Qin Ruixi's previous score, and it must be within the first 20 years of age .

A heart that had been hanging, finally let go.

At this moment, a call came. Song Nanqiao took his mobile phone and clicked to see that it was Wen Wenyao who called.

"Wen Wenyao?" Song Nanqiao slowed down and called to the other party softly.

"Shout baby."

Since the two fell in love, Wen Wenyao directly changed the remarks to Song Nanqiao, and also hoped that the other party would address him more and more intimately.

"Hmm baby."

Song Nanqiao's baby, Wen Wenyao was very useful to call, and Wen Wenyao raised the corner of his mouth.

"What's the matter?"

"I want to stay with my sister tonight."

Wen Wenyao squeezed her mobile phone tightly, she told Wen Guangquan that during the monthly holiday, she was going to sleep at Song Nanqiao's place for a night, Wen Guangquan thought about it, and finally agreed, she is now at home Change your clothes and get ready to go to see Song Nanqiao later.

"Okay." Song Nanqiao's tone was doting. Since they are both in love, it is normal to sleep together.

"Hmm."

Song Nanqiao heard that there was no voice on the other end of the phone. Just when she was about to hang up, the girl's voice came over again.

"Baby, don't you say you love me?"

She knows that lovers will say such things after the call ends, and she wants it too.

"Um... love you."

Song Nanqiao was stunned for a moment. She seldom said such things and felt a little shy.

"Perfunctory..."

"I didn't perfunctory you."

"Do it again." Wen Wenyao clicked the record button on the phone, she wanted to save this sentence.

"Don't..."

She didn't want to repeat a word twice, and it was still so shameful.

"Then...when I come to you at night, can you tell me personally, okay?" Wen Wenyao slowed down, and he couldn't be impatient with Song Nanqiao, he couldn't force it, he didn't want to meet Song Nanqiao She had to use a sack and slowly put her in it.

"Okay..."

Can't help Wen Wenyao's tone, Song Nanqiao paused, blushing but agreed.

"Then, baby, we'll see you later." Wen Wenyao kissed the phone.

"Hmmm..."

The kiss on the phone by Wen Wenyao made Song Nanqiao cover her face. Oh my god... She feels that Wen Wenyao is really good... It's not even the first time fall in love.

Although the two have only been together for a few days, Wen Wenyao has become so good to Song Nanqiao that every time the two meet or make a phone call, Wen Wenyao will give it to himself Bring surprises. I can always make myself blush and heartbeat.

Dating...Is that how it feels?

I don't seem to have any temper at all, and I always lower my bottom line.

With a sigh, Song Nanqiao packed her clothes and was ready to go back first. By the way, she brought back the original owner's sheets and quilt covers, and washed them at some time.

Around five in the afternoon, while Song Nanqiao was doing laundry, she heard a knock on the door.

Opening the door and looking, Wen Wenyao likes a light-colored long dress, standing slim at the door, and brought some fruit over.

"Baby!"

The girl put the fruit on the ground, stood on tiptoe, hugged Song Nanqiao's neck tightly, and gave her a kiss on the face.

"I miss you so much."

Wen Wenyao said softly in her ear, Song Nanqiao has been studying recently, and the two of them have less time to eat than before.

When she first started dating, she was actually a little uneasy, Wen Wenyao was worried that she was not doing well, she was in love for the first time, and she didn't know what to do to make Song Nanqiao like it . In addition, Song Nanqiao has been a little busy these days, which makes Wen Wenyao a little cranky, feeling that Song Nanqiao is deliberately neglecting her.

After Song Nanqiao knew her little emotions, she also tried to comfort her and reassure her, and promised that she would always like her.

"Advanced House."

Song Nanqiao hugged the girl and took the fruit bag on the ground into it.

"Do you miss me?" Wen Wenyao put his arms around her neck and whispered.

"I think." Song Nanqiao smiled slightly, put Wen Wenyao on the sofa, and touched her head.

"I'll do the laundry first and cook for you later."

Song Nanqiao looked back at the bathroom door. She still had some sheets and quilts in the basin. When she first came in, she found that there was no washing machine in the house, and she had to own almost everything. Hand wash, no hangers or anything.

"I'll wash it for you."

"How can this be."

Song Nanqiao's voice raised several degrees, and he refused seriously. How could Wen Wenyao do the laundry for himself.

"Then help you tidy up the living room. It should be fine. I have nothing to do right now." Wen Wenyao knew that Song Nanqiao didn't want to let herself do these housework, but she couldn't look at Song Nanqiao either. Do this alone, sitting in the living room by yourself.

Originally, Song Nanqiao wanted to refuse, but when she saw the girl's disappointed face, she suddenly slowed down and said, "Don't do too heavy work."

"Hmm."

Wen Wenyao nodded, took the rag from the balcony, and helped Song Nanqiao wipe the living room.

In the evening, Song Nanqiao was supposed to cook, but Wen Wenyao came over.

"You can go to the living room and have a good rest."

Song Nanqiao scratched the bridge of her nose, there was a lot of oily smoke in the kitchen, and she was afraid that Wen Wenyao would not adapt.

"I'll learn to cook later."

She wanted to help, but was called out by Song Nanqiao again.

Wen Wenyao, sitting in the living room, began to seriously think about whether to learn to do some housework. In her life plan, she planned to marry Song Nanqiao. No matter before or after marriage, Song Nanqiao could not be left alone to work in the morning to make money, and clean up after get off work.

And in her vision, she should be Song Nanqiao's wife, she should take good care of each other, and she should not be too tired.

"The meal is ready."

Song Nanqiao brought out the last dish from the kitchen and began to greet Wen Wenyao for dinner.

"Good."

The girl got up from the sofa, sat opposite Song Nanqiao, picked up a piece of vegetable and put it in her mouth, although it was ordinary green vegetables, but Song Nanqiao cooked it very well, it was delicious and not greasy.

"This is delicious."

Wen Wenyao gave Song Nanqiao the dish he had just eaten.

"Good."

Putting Wen Wenyao's dish into his mouth, the corner of Song Nanqiao's mouth rose slightly. This is the dish he made, and of course it will be delicious. He has cooked himself for the first half of his life.

After dinner…

"I'm going to take a bath, do you want to wash?" Song Nanqiao hugged her clothes. She packed up the house today and sweated a little, so she had to wash it earlier.

"Well, I use the one next to the bedroom."

There are two toilets in this house, one on the first floor and one next to the bedroom on the second floor.

Song Nanqiao nodded and walked away with her clothes in her arms.

But she didn't notice the sly smile of the girl behind her.

When Song Nanqiao finished taking a bath, when he went upstairs, he found that Wen Wenyao was still taking a bath, so he went to the bedroom and waited for her.

Looking at herself in the mirror with her legs and beautiful collarbone, Wen Wenyao smiled with satisfaction. Fortunately, her parents gave her such a perfect body and skin.

She opened the bathroom door, walked slowly to the door of Song Nanqiao's room, held the door handle, and gently pushed it open.

A strong scent began to spread throughout the room…

Song Nanqiao closed the book in his hand and looked up.

The whole person froze suddenly...

The child raised his head and brushed away the wet hair on his forehead with his hands, revealing a smooth and full forehead. His eyes were clean and clear, but with a fire-like lust.

Pure and lustful, with the cleanest face to make the most seductive expression.

This made Song Nanqiao's throat a little dry...but she didn't know how to react.

It's just...too shocking...she has never suffered such a beauty crit. Originally, Wen Wenyao was too good-looking, but after taking a bath, she became more moist and attractive...

It seems that not because Song Nanqiao did nothing, Wen Wenyao could only approach her by himself.

She walked over quickly, held Song Nanqiao's shoulders, did not give her time to react, leaned down and pressed Song Nanqiao under her body. Sitting on her slowly, he blushed and said softly, "Sister, let's do that."

The author has something to say: Xiao Wen: I will do the worst thing with the cleanest face.

 

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