She really couldn't figure it out, a hen, why did she "sing" at night.
At one o'clock in the morning, the chicken kept in her room, and her voice was very penetrating. She speculated that the small living room outside should be heard. I do n’t know that Bo Siyan's room could not hear it.
"Don't call again!"
The chicken was quiet for a few seconds, his head suddenly moved to the right, and he suddenly moved to the left, very nervous.
The next second.
"Oh oh-"
Qin Songyao's "ah" sounded, covering the quilt over the top of his head.
Help!
She was completely broken about this chicken's "fish and fish filter". If she could, she also wanted to eat "flower stewed mushrooms".
Thinking of this, she felt more and more that it was not worth the fight with Bo Siyan tonight.
For a silly chicken, unprecedented contradictions broke out before.
It's okay now, she doesn't know what to do when it is dawn.
Outside.
In the bedroom, Bo Siyan lay on the bed and opened his eyes suddenly.
After the anger, his heart was cold.
Who is Qin Songyao?
Obviously not worthy.
There is no love between them, and then there will be no hate.
She was willing to go to Gu Xicheng to find death. It was her business. It had nothing to do with him. If something went wrong, he would never care about her.
As soon as time arrived, she was willing to roll, unwilling to roll, he kicked her!
Think about it for this way, should have been calm, and slowly fall asleep.
result.
Oh.
She is really sick!
There was still a face to say him.
In the middle of the night, put a stupid chicken as a treasure in the room, and allowed it to make a sound!
Oh oh oh! Oh, keep it!
He was irritable. He just wanted to go in and put all the chickens and chickens.
Sitting on the bed for a long time, he did not implement the idea.
Nothing.
He didn't want to see Qin Songyao in the short term, her face, too ugly!
Thinking like this, he lay down repeatedly.
Outside the house, the same sound came.
The emotions are sent out.
In the lounge, Qin Songyao couldn't sleep. The more sober mind, the smarter the brain.
She looked for the rope and was ready to tie the "flower" mouth.
Calling this way, let Bo Siyan get Mao Mao, the war of tonight is estimated to be endless.
She just got it, and there was a bang outside, closing the door.
Is Bo Si Yan?
She froze, put down the flowers, and went out in slippers.
Sure enough, the door of the bedroom was open, and there was no one in it.
She walked to the window. In the night, the black Maybach opened.
The world is quiet.
The flowers are not screaming.
She was relaxed and sat on the sofa of the small living room, and then lay down.
I fell asleep in a hastily, and woke up three or five times in the middle.
In the morning, two big dark circles now.
Go downstairs for breakfast, there is no one on the table.
Mom Li gave her porridge and said, "That ..."
Qin Songyao reminded: "Flowers."
"Oh, Huahua." Li Ma said, "Do you still raise it?"
Qin Songyao was silent.
Li Ma sighed and said, "For a chicken, you quarreled with the young master, and said, who believed it."
you do not say.
After one night, Qin Songyao thought of last night, and it was ridiculous.
I did n’t know if I ate a meal for breakfast.
After all, it was given by the words.
Kill, she won't go.
If you raise it again, she is afraid of killing sooner or later, but she still won't go.
In the early morning, she came to the door without saying hello. Press the doorbell.
Someone comes over to open the door.
The door opened.
Four eyes are relative.
She stunned.
The face was smelly, and she saw her, her face was even more smelly.