Chu Rong was simply unable to spit out, and there was a heart that couldn't finish it.

Song Ci didn't know where his temper came. When he was at home, he didn't like wearing socks, and he liked walking barefoot on the floor.

The floor is so cold, Song Ci doesn't have a cold now, it can be said that the immune system is very strong.

"I really can't do anything with you." Chu Rong sighed helplessly, picked up the book on one side, and continued reading.

Song Ci rested his head on Chu Rong's lap and swiped Weibo with his mobile phone.

I feel that this Weibo can't be quit in a short time.

Chu Rong glanced at Song Ci from time to time, feeling that Song Ci was still Song Ci, and liked one by one.

Song Ci was already a little sleepy while scanning Weibo.

At this moment, Song Ci's cell phone rang suddenly.

The phone rang suddenly, Song Ci didn't hold it, and the phone fell off.

Song Ci can predict how painful it will be when the phone falls and hits his face.

However, the expected pain did not come, and the phone stopped one centimeter from the tip of her nose.

"Stupid." Chu Rong smiled while looking at Song Ci staring at the phone.

Song Ci returned to his senses and took the phone.

Staring at Chu Rong, I feel Chu Rong's skill is really good.

"Just take care of the phone." Chu Rong watched Song Ci staring at him and reminded.

"Oh oh oh." Song Ci finally turned his eyes to the phone.

Song Ci didn't save the unfamiliar number here.

Song Ci felt that this series of numbers was familiar, and he swiped the phone to connect the call: "Hello."

Song Ci's standard answer.

However, after waiting for a long time, the other side did not speak.

"Hello, who are you?!" Song Ci asked again.

The other side still didn't speak, Song Ci frowned, and a little bit wanted to slam the phone angrily.

"If you don't speak, then I'll hang up." Song Ci said politely and was about to hang up.

The opposite is still quiet, but no one really speaks.

"What's the situation?" Chu Rong asked.

He naturally heard what Song Ci said, so he asked.

"Probably it was accidentally pressed, and then there was no sound." Song Ci explained casually, and then hung up the call.

Chu Rong nodded in agreement.

This kind of situation does happen, and it is quite normal to accidentally bump into something in the pocket.

After Song Ci hung up the phone, he continued to scan Weibo with Chu Rong's legs.

"Right, what shall we have for lunch today?!" Song Ci looked down from the phone and looked at Chu Rong.

Because it was resting on Chu Rong's lap, Song Ci looked from the bottom up.

It is said that from a bottom-up perspective, people will look at ugliness.

But Song Ci looked at it from this angle, and he felt that Chu Rong was still so handsome.

Therefore, for the beauty of the flourishing age that is perfect at three hundred and sixty-five degrees, it looks handsome from that angle.

"Boiled pork rice, how about it?!" Chu Rong removed the book and looked down at Song Ci.

"Okay, I want to eat marinated eggs." Song Ci raised the corner of his mouth, his eyes sparkling.

"Okay, you can eat whatever you want." Chu Rong nodded seriously, braised pork rice, added a braised egg, the ingredients are also available.

"When shall we eat at noon?!" After confirming what to eat, Song Ci must decide when to eat.

Chu Rong picked up the phone on one side and glanced at the time. It was eleven o'clock and the braised pork rice needed time, so Chu Rong calculated it and said, "One o'clock, the braised pork rice will take two hours."

Song Ci nodded.

"Get up." Chu Rong raised his hand and touched Song Ci's head.