Later in the day, viewers in the live broadcast room saw Song Yanci moving his computer and materials down again.
[No, no, no! You used tricks to win the opportunity to team up with Shen Tingci, that’s it? 】
[I laughed so hard! Suddenly I felt that Shen Tingci was so pitiful! Hahaha! 】
[I really admire Song Yanci and I don’t understand what Shen Tingci likes about him.]
[Look at his face! Apart from this face, I really don’t see anything else worth liking about this guy.]
The complaints about Song Yanci on the Internet have never stopped.
After a while, Shen Tingci also came down from upstairs.
She didn't seem to have any objections to Song Yanci's arrangements, and she came down with a lot of things in her arms, including some snacks in addition to the platform.
Probably because she couldn't hold it anymore, before she walked to the sofa, she threw everything on the sofa. Even Song Yanci's coat on the sofa was weighed down by a box of yogurt.
After Song Yanci glanced at it, he raised his hand to pick up the yogurt and put it on the table without saying a word the whole time.
Shen Tingci ran from one end to the other in slippers, and then packed her things in turn.
The table was filled with snacks, and Song Yanci's things were almost pushed to the floor.
When the two of them sat together, they obviously had no resemblance at all, yet there was a strange harmony everywhere, and there was not even a single bit of separation in their painting styles.
After Shen Tingci laid out the things, he took out a pillow and clicked on the movie he had prepared long ago.
The moment he heard the prelude, Song Yanci's fingers that were pressing the keys paused, and then he looked sideways: "What are you looking at?"
""Just When the Flowers Bloom."" Shen Tingci said, "This movie was shot against the backdrop of the northwest countryside at the end of the last century. Do you want to watch it?"
"No, I just want to listen to the sound."
Shen Tingci gave Song Yanci an earphone.
Seeing the extremely familiar movements between the two, the barrage in the live broadcast room paused for a while.
[Why do I suddenly feel that the two of them are a bit addictive? Someone come and wake me up!]
[Song Yanci and Jiang Yunxi feel alienated and unfamiliar together, but together with Shen Tingci, they feel like an old married couple who have spent quiet time. 】
[Shen Tingci’s action of putting headphones on Song Yanci was so natural. I really didn’t want to eat it, but they pressed my head to make me eat it!]
[To be honest, Song Yanci and Jiang Yunxi really don’t have any CP feelings, but Song Yanci and Shen Tingci really do! We didn’t feel it when we were together before, but now that they are alone together, this feeling is very obvious ah!】
There was another quarrel on the barrage over this matter.
Shen Tingci watched the movie quietly and kept her mouth busy.
I drank everything from potato chips, biscuits and jelly to yogurt and fruit tea.
The crunching sound of crunching potato chips sounded in the room.
The viewers who were watching their live broadcast thought that Song Yanci would definitely not be able to bear it and wanted to go to the study to work. However, they stayed there from the start of the broadcast until they had lunch in the afternoon. Song Yan said goodbye and went to the study, and even his face was pale Things were much better the past few days, and I could even talk to Shen Tingci patiently.
[I think Song Yanci was special to Shen Tingci.]
[To put it bluntly, it’s a double standard.]
Shen Tingci watched a whole day of movies today, and those who watched her live broadcast were also forced to watch a whole day of movies with her.
It wasn't until the third part was finished that Shen Tingci felt a little sleepy, then she turned off the tablet and leaned back. Then she picked up Song Yanci's coat that was left on the sofa, wrapped it around her body, and went straight to it. He leaned on the sofa and fell asleep.
[Is Shen Tingci so confused now? 】
[Just wearing boys' clothes, I think it's really low-key! Xu Zizhi was almost scolded by Song Yanci before. Does Shen Tingci have no brains? 】
[My filter against Shen Tingci this morning was shattered on the floor. This kind of behavior is really low-key!]
However, despite the scolding, the viewers squatting in their live broadcast room were all paying attention to the development of their pair.
After Song Yanci finished a section of the work in his hands, he turned around and looked at Shen Tingci, who was sleeping wrapped in his clothes.
He glanced at it, then raised the temperature of the room a little, and then continued to read the paper in front of him.
About half an hour later, it was almost time to eat.
Only then did Song Yanci wake up Shen Tingci.
Shen Tingci sat up while rubbing her eyes, and put her crumpled clothes aside. Her whole movement was so smooth that she thought she was throwing away her own clothes.
"What to eat?"
"Go to the supermarket and see what food is available."
"Let's order takeout." Shen Tingci yawned, still a little sleepy.
Song Yanci looked at her disapprovingly: "The takeaway is not clean, we cook it ourselves."
"Go to the bathroom and wash your face. I'll tidy up the place."
"Okay." Shen Tingci walked to the bathroom with her mind still confused.
Song Yanci cleaned up the place very quickly, and carried his data computer and Shen Tingci's tablet to the study room on the first floor to put them away. Then he came out and took the computer that Shen Tingci had just thrown on the sofa. Put on the clothes.
Seeing his extremely simple action of getting dressed, the netizens watching the live broadcast felt like they were numb.
[What about Song Yanci’s mysophobia? Didn’t he not allow others to touch his things!]
[My wife wears her own clothes, how can I call someone else’s name?]
[Haha! Now I really believe that Song Yanci and Shen Tingci really have something to do with each other! This guy really has double standards.]
[Suddenly I feel my face hurts! Song Yanci really has two sets of standards for Shen Tingci and others!]
[Xu Zizhi put on his clothes and threw them away; Shen Tingci rolled on the sofa wrapped in his clothes and put them on without even looking at them. If they really didn’t order anything, I could even twist my head off.]
[Song Yanci’s preference for Shen Tingci was so blatant that he made no secret of it. 】
When Shen Tingci came out after washing her face, Song Yanci was already waiting outside with her hat and mask.
After she put on her hat and mask, she and Song Yanci went out together.
"What do you want to eat?" Song Yanci pushed the shopping cart and asked while replenishing snacks for her, "Sweet and sour pork loin, steamed sea bass, tomato beef brisket or pepper pork belly and chicken?"
"Sister doesn't like pork belly and chicken." Shen Tingci said.
Song Yanci didn't like Shen Tingci thinking about Jiang Yunxi all the time, but he still asked patiently: "Then what do you think would be better?"
"Coconut chicken." Shen Tingci thought for a while, "Sister really likes coconut chicken."
Song Yanci wanted to say, but you don’t like it.
But after seeing Shen Tingci's somewhat excited eyes, she finally swallowed these words and just said: "Then I'll make pork belly and chicken for you later."