Song Ci looked at the scene where Chu Rong looked at the dog with a tangled look, and almost laughed out loud.

But she held it back.

Although he held back his laughter, the corner of Song Ci's mouth turned up frantically.

Chu Rong stared at the dog tangledly for a long time, and when he looked at Song Ci again, his face was aggrieved.

Song Ci couldn't help it anymore. When Chu Rong looked at her aggrievedly, Song Ci really laughed this time.

"Hahahahahahahahaha..." Song Ci laughed loudly.

Chu Rong: "..."

Taking a deep breath, Chu Rong thought to himself, Song Ci is happy!

However, Song Ci laughed for a while, and then stopped laughing.

Seeing Chu Rong more aggrieved, with a speechless expression, after thinking for a while, he decided to give Chu Rong a good afternoon kiss.

I kissed Chu Rong's forehead, and by the way, he raised his hand and rubbed Chu Rong's head. Song Ci said, "I'm going to take a nap. If you feel annoying, I'll be locked in a cage."

Facts have proved that in Song Ci, Chu Rong's status is still higher than that of Erhuang.

If Erhuang is a dog she has raised for a long time, then Chu Rong may not be as important as a dog, but the problem is that Erhuang is a newly raised dog.

After Song Ci finished speaking, before Chu Rong could react, he stood up and went to take a nap on the couch on one side.

Chu Rong, who was kissed, stayed in place, dumbfounded.

Chu Rong felt that he seemed to be firmly seated in the position of this small public office.

But why do you feel a touch of sadness?

It feels that this love, and what he imagined, is getting more and more remote.

Er Huang was still biting his pants tirelessly, but at this moment, Chu Rong suddenly felt that Er Huang didn't look that annoying anymore.

Then he won't be beating the dog for now.

Chu Rong would never admit that it was because of a kiss from Song Ci, and then all his anger disappeared!

No matter how Er Huang tossed his pants, Chu Rong let Er Huang stay on his lap and began to concentrate on playing the game.

From time to time, I had to turn my head to see if Song Ci had kicked the blanket.

Then, as he expected, Song Ci kicked the blanket over his body.

Looking at the blanket lying on the ground, Chu Rong sighed.

Then he got up, put Erhuang on the chair, and went to pick up a blanket for Song Ci by himself.

Picking up the blanket on the ground, shaking ashes, Chu Rong covered Song Ci back.

After covering the blanket, Chu Rong originally wanted to go back and continue the game, but suddenly Chu Rong remembered a serious question.

When Song Ci just gave him a good afternoon kiss, did he not respond in return?

He still remembered how Song Ci did it the first time he gave Song Ci a good morning kiss when he was sober?

Chu Rong remembered clearly, under the morning light, he grabbed his front front and kissed back domineeringly.

So, should he come and kiss him?

It should be!

Chu Rong squatted on the edge of the sofa, watching Song Ci's beautiful sleeping face.

As he was about to kiss Song Ci's forehead, Chu Rong stopped again when he replied to Song Ci's afternoon kiss.

He felt that he didn't really want to kiss Song Ci's forehead.

Looking at Song Ci's still stunning face in his sleep.

From the white forehead, to the long and curled eyelashes, to the slightly pink nose tip, to the crimson lips...

Chu Rong leaned over, and then put the boy's blushing lips.

feel……

Great!

Soft, 10,000 times better than a pro-forehead!

However, Chu Rong just gave a kiss, and then felt like a guilty conscience.