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"Does it look good?"
Su Qingyu was also very happy:
"Then I'll go on to sleep"
"What are you sleeping on?"
Before she finished speaking, Song Xiaoning mercilessly pulled her back and pressed her on the chair:
"Do you think that changing clothes can be called dressing up? Doesn't it take time to do facials, put on makeup, and get the most suitable hairstyle?"
Su Qingyu: "!!!"
She sat on the chair helplessly, letting Song Xiaoning do all kinds of things above her neck.
Finally, after Song Xiaoning said it was done, she turned to look at the small alarm clock on the bedside table¡ª¡ª
¡°Very good, it¡¯s seven fifty-nine, which is only one minute away from her original eight o¡¯clock.
After stretching her somewhat stiff neck, Su Qingyu didn't even look at how she was being tortured. She got up and planned to go to the kitchen to make some simple breakfast.
I don¡¯t know if it was just a coincidence that Jun Luo also happened to come out of the room at the same time she opened the door.
Their eyes met, and Su Qingyu greeted him with a normal expression:
"Morning~"
"¡¡morning."
Jun Luo paused and looked at Su Qingyu, who was obviously different from usual. The expression on her elegant face moved slightly, and she was about to say something else.
Out of the corner of his eye, he caught a glimpse of Song Xiaoning coming out right behind Su Qingyu, and he suddenly understood.
At the same time, a feeling called loss also settled lightly in my heart.
Throughout the whole process, he perfectly controlled his expression.
But even so, Song Xiaoning relied on her amazing sixth sense and imagination to successfully imagine Jun Luo's inner feelings at this moment.
In the past, Song Xiaoning, who had always felt that Jun Luo was alienated and did not dare to talk to him easily, glanced secretly at Su Qingyu, who was still unaware.
Finally, I decided to be brave for the happiness of this silly girl¡ª¡ª
"come on!"
Song Xiaoning expressed her strong support to Jun Luo word by word. Song Xiaoning raised her finger and pointed at Su Qingyu's back:
¡°I¡¯m optimistic about you!¡±
Jun Luo: ""
Having never received this kind of encouragement before, he was a little uncomfortable with it for a while.
However, since the other party is now Su Qingyu's best friend, and the encouraging content is indeed what he wants to hear,
Jun Luo hesitated for a moment, then nodded slightly.
But little did he know that his response immediately made Song Xiaoning so excited that her heart exploded¡ª¡ª
What did she say?
Jun Luo just likes Little Feathers! She was not wrong! !
Song Xiaoning finished the silent conversation quietly like a secret staff member of the Intelligence Bureau. She was in a good mood. She stepped forward and grabbed Su Qingyu who was walking to the kitchen, and pushed her towards Jun Luo:
"It's finally the weekend, and you are all going out. What are you going to make for breakfast? Are you afraid of getting your clothes dirty while lighting the fire?
Let¡¯s go, let¡¯s go out to eat! "
"But I"
"But what? Go quickly! Tangtang and I will go home soon, and no one will eat it if you make it!"
""
Can¡¯t I just eat it myself?
I¡¯m a little hungry
Su Qingyu lowered her head and touched her belly. There was a little grievance in Su Qingyu's expression.
Jun Luo noticed her movements and gently raised the corners of his lips, then took off his coat and handed it to Su Qingyu's hands:
¡°She¡¯s right, it¡¯s a bit inconvenient to go to the kitchen dressed up so beautifully.
Just wait here, I'll cook you a bowl of noodles. "(Remember the website address: www.hlnovel.com