Song Huaiqian walked over, stretched out his hand, took it out, lightly hit her on the head, and said, "What's wrong with romance? This is written by my eldest sister."
"Your eldest sister? Is she Yushu?" Han Meiya asked in surprise.
"Yeah, what's wrong? Are you a fan of hers?" Song Huaiqian casually turned over his hands and asked.
Han Meiya said: "That's not true. But my assistant has read her book. I was just surprised that Yushu turned out to be your eldest sister."
"Not many people know that she has published a book. I guess she just wrote it for fun."
"But I heard my assistant tell me that Yushu is a great person. She has many fans who follow her."
"Why is my sister so powerful?" Song Huaiqian was also quite surprised.
Han Meiya turned around and walked towards the sofa and said, "She is your sister, you don't even know?" She asked lazily while sitting on the sofa.
"Hmm, I don't know." A sad look flashed across Song Huaiqian's face, and then he said, "I'll ask the servant to bring something to drink."
"Don't bother, I'm not thirsty yet."
"Are you bored? Let me take you for a walk in the garden behind?"
Han Meiya tilted her head and leaned on the sofa and said, "I don't want to move. I'm a little sleepy. I'll take a nap first to regain my energy and meet my parents later."
"Then you go to bed and sleep. It's so uncomfortable on the sofa." Song Huaiqian gestured to pull her up.
"No, no, this sofa is big enough and it's very comfortable to sit in. You don't have to worry about me anymore." She said, closing her eyes and falling asleep.
Song Huaiqian sat next to him, looking down at his phone.
The afternoon sun outside is warm, shining into the room and shining on the two of them. The trees in spring have sprouted buds. Sitting on the sofa, you can see the small green buds. Everything looks so beautiful.
, time seems to have stood still at this moment.
He put the phone aside and quietly looked at Han Meiya in her sleep. At this time, she was like a quiet kitten, not as showy as before, and very obedient.
He couldn't help but move his body towards her, close the distance, and put his chin in his hand to look at her, as if he couldn't get enough of her.
Suddenly, she made a "thump" sound in her sleep, as if she was dreaming. Then, her body moved again, as if she wanted to stretch out, but couldn't because there was not enough space.
"I told you, sleeping here will be uncomfortable." Song Huaiqian murmured, stood up, bent down and picked her up, and walked towards the bed.
The person he liked was held in his arms, and he didn't know if it was because of nervousness. He suddenly stumbled and fell onto the bed while holding Han Meiya in his arms.
Han Meiya woke up from the fall. When she opened her eyes, she saw Song Huaiqian's lips pressing down on her lips without any bias.
"Huh?" Her eyes widened, her heart seemed to skip a beat, and she remained motionless.
Song Huaiqian met her eyes, felt the softness on his lips, and immediately got up from her.
Han Meiya sat up with a gloomy face and asked angrily: "What are you doing?"
Song Huaiqian said very apologetically: "Yaya, I'm sorry, I didn't mean it. I saw that you were uncomfortable sleeping on the sofa, so I wanted to carry you to bed. But who knew that I stumbled and fell on the bed.
"
"You're really good at it!" Han Meiya puffed up her cheeks angrily. Listening to his explanation, it turned out that he was also kind-hearted and could not complain.
"Don't be angry, I really didn't mean it." Song Huaiqian remembered the scene just now and couldn't help laughing.
"Why are you laughing? Don't laugh!" She said with a straight face, huffing like a little pufferfish.
"Okay, I won't laugh." After listening to her words, Song Huaiqian stopped smiling and just rubbed his lips twice with his fingers.
"Song Huaiqian!" Han Meiya shouted angrily, got up and threw herself on him, pressing him down on the bed, "Don't touch your lips!"
"Yaya, you are too overbearing! You don't let me laugh, and you don't let me touch my lips. What do you want me to do?" Song Huaiqian asked funny.
Han Meiya is usually such a sane and calm person, but at this time she was still flustered by a "kiss" that was not a kiss.
"I just want you to act like a normal person!" Han Meiya said angrily from above him.
Song Huaiqian raised his lips and smiled, motioned to her with his eyes, and calmly said: "Yaya, take a good look, which one of us is not like a normal person now?"
Han Meiya frowned and looked down at herself - she was riding on him, holding his wrist with both hands and raising it above her head. Song Huaiqian looked like a lamb waiting to be slaughtered. And when did he do these things?
, but she didn't notice it at all.
She quickly let go of his wrist, got off him, coughed twice awkwardly, turned her back to him, and said, "Okay, okay, get up quickly."
"Yaya..." He did not move, but called her slightly painfully.
"What's wrong?" Han Meiya turned to look at him and asked.
Song Huaiqian frowned and said, "You knocked me down just now, and your waist seems to have been injured. It hurts a little now."
"Really?" Han Meiya turned around and pretended to help him.
"Hey, hey, don't touch me, my back hurts." Song Huaiqian pretended to cry out in pain.
Han Meiya originally really thought he had injured his waist, but looking at his current appearance, she knew he was just faking it.
"It's over. My waist is destroyed after you pounced and injured it like this. You know how important the waist is to a man." Song Huaiqian lay there, turned his head to look at her and asked: "Yaya
, tell me what to do, do you have to be responsible for me?"
Han Meiya smiled, stretched out her fingers and tapped his waist twice casually, "Huaiqian, you have forgotten that I am a Chinese medicine practitioner. What Chinese medicine is best at is massage, acupuncture, and acupuncture. Don't worry, you
This waist, with my wonderful rejuvenation skills, will definitely heal it and make it the same as before."
Song Huaiqian was startled by her smile, and said with a dry smile: "Yaya, actually, there is no need to go to such trouble, just put on the plaster and it will be fine."
"How can that be done? Your waist is so important to you men, how can you be careless? Don't worry, my skills are very accurate." Han Meiya smiled sinisterly at her again.
Song Huaiqian was about to get up, but Han Meiya said lightly: "You can get up now, and it will save me trouble. Go home early, so you don't have to suffer here."
"Yaya, I moved just now, my waist is fine, it doesn't hurt anymore." He said with a smile.
Han Meiya said: "Lie down, you!"
After saying that, she stretched out her fingers and pressed a little harder on a certain spot on his waist, and Song Huaiqian let out a muffled groan.
A few minutes later.
"Yaya, please be merciful, it hurts too much, okay." Song Huaiqian begged for mercy.
Han Meiya said: "Not only is your waist bad, but your cervical spine is also bad. I'll give you a massage."
"I'm going to a massage parlor someday, so don't worry."
"No, I will definitely let you see how powerful I am today."
If one wants to run away, the other will not be allowed to run.
While they were having fun, the housekeeper knocked on the door outside and said, "Third Young Master, Madam wants you to come down."