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Chapter 1934 Sheng Sheng

half past six

Xiao Sheng bit his noodles and looked at the man opposite him who was taking off his apron and wiping his fingers with a tissue. He felt like his brain was exploding.

Damn it, the best time for explanation has been missed.

Her brain twitched and she was confused when she nodded and walked in. She had to give Lu Zechen a thumbs up in her heart.

The counterfeiting skills are absolutely top-notch.

This house is full of life from top to bottom, and the style is half and half, perfectly integrating her and Gong Shiheng's preferences.

The water in the bathtub was murky, and it had obviously not been changed for a while. The paper towels on the table were half used, and the blanket on the sofa was not folded, and her favorite basketball star was reflected on it.

Everything is very real.

She even doubted whether she was really married to the man in front of her.

Lu Zechen...is engaged in intelligence, right?

"Isn't it delicious?" Gong Shiheng noticed her dullness.

Xiao Sheng came to her senses and took a hard sip of the noodles. However, she used too much force and the sauce splashed across her face.

She immediately backed away and said subconsciously: "Fuck..."

Gong Shiheng: "..."

Xiao Sheng glanced at him, came to his senses, laughed twice, and reached for the tissue.

She puffed three times and wiped all directions on her face.

Opposite Gong Shiheng was still looking at her, so she had to keep her head down and eat hard.

"Is it enough? If it's not enough, I'll make another one for you."

"Enough, enough!" Xiao Sheng said vaguely while biting the noodles.

She was still thinking about how to turn around when things got to this point, otherwise she would end up at a toll station.

A bowl of noodles was eaten like a storm.

Gong Shiheng smiled and handed her another glass of juice.

She smiled, brought it over, and drank it in one gulp.

Snap!

She put the cup on the table, looking a bit drunk and timid.

"Let's talk."

Gong Shiheng put his hands on the table, with his back straight and a smile on his face, as if he was a good boy listening, "Just in time, I also have something to tell you."

Xiao Sheng thought about it and let him say first that she still had a buffer zone.

"You go ahead and say it."

Gong Shiheng nodded, "Okay."

Xiao Sheng secretly took a deep breath.

Gong Shiheng lowered his eyes, paused for a moment, and then said, "I'm sorry."

Um?

He pressed his temples.

Only then did Xiao Sheng remember that he had undergone surgery on his head.

Why did you let him into the kitchen just now?

She glanced at the plate in front of her and frowned.

Gong Shiheng noticed her micro-expression and said: "The pasta is a semi-finished product and only needs to be heated."

Xiao Sheng breathed a sigh of relief and nodded.

"Then you have a headache?"

She looked at his head and saw that there was hair where the gauze should have been.

Gong Shiheng said: "It's a wig post."

"oh……"

She thought for a moment and then answered what he just said, "Why are you apologizing to me?"

Gong Shiheng raised his eyes, looked at her deeply, and said, "I haven't thought of anything until now. Everything about you is blank."

That's right.

Xiao Sheng can't be said to be disappointed, but just a little helpless. This person is really there.

"It's nothing, just ask me." She said casually.

Gong Shiheng smiled and said, "I was just going to ask you."

"you say."

"What do I usually call you?"

Xiao Sheng: "..."

Team Xiao.

She rolled her eyes, feeling that this was an opportunity to turn to the topic of "not getting married".

"you……"

"Shengsheng?"

!

Xiao Sheng was stunned and looked up at the person opposite.

He smiled harmlessly and asked her gently, "Is that so?"


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