I was tricked by my sister's male god

Chapter 55

"Meow..." There was a soft voice.

No matter how reluctant Xia Juemian is, the winter vacation is finally here.

Song Wu was not in a hurry to go home before the holiday, but stayed with her boyfriend.

However, the time we spend together always passes so fast, it seems like it's just a blink of an eye, I've been pulling Song Wuqian to accompany him for several days, no matter how long it takes, we still have to part ways, tomorrow is the day when he will go abroad with his family .

That's why Xia Juemian was in a particularly depressed mood today.

I can't see my boyfriend for a whole winter vacation, and I'll be in a bad mood if I'm in a good mood.

During the period, he tentatively asked Song Wuqian again if he could go with him, but Song Wuqian firmly denied it.

Hey, worry, a second apart from Song Wuqian feels like years.

As a result, I was absent-minded when cooking. The rice cooker was not plugged in. Once the lid was opened, rice was rice and water was water.

Looking at Xia Juemian who has been depressed all day, Song Wuqian is also a little sad.

How can I make Xia Juemian feel better, it's just a winter vacation, why is he so lost?

Song Wuqian glanced at the cabinet, and inside was the courier Xia Juemian bought that he hid before. Fortunately, there were too many things afterwards, and Xia Juemian didn't think about it until now.

He knew everything in it, Song Wuqian thought for a moment, then quickly shook his head, if he really wanted to do this, he would definitely be wiped out by Xia Juemian.

Get that thought out of your head quickly.

"Qianqian." A certain person posted it again, with gloomy eyes, and he was already thinking about the future before he left, "Shall we have a video every day?"

"Okay." Of course Song Wuqian had no problem.

"You have to think of me every day."

"understood."

The boyfriend is so good, Xia Juemian boldly said: "Qianqian, can you accept naked/chatting?"

Song Wuqian rolled her eyes back: "Get lost."

Knowing that her boyfriend would not agree, Xia Juemian became even more worried, and kept playing with Song Wuqian's fingers.

Song Wuqian avoided his gaze: "I'm going to take a shower first."

Every time he took a bath, Song Wu would finish it first, then Xia Juemian would go, and then he would clean up the bathroom.

Every time.

Today is just the time for Xia Juemian to take a shower and clean up the bathroom to prepare.

This process takes about half an hour.

Song Wuqian took out the courier box hidden in the innermost part of the cabinet.

Staring at the box for a long time, forget it, let my boyfriend be satisfied.

For this reason, he also looked it up on the Internet, and the more he looked at it, the more his face became redder, wow, it can still be like this, it's so shameful.

Xia Juemian takes a shower a little faster than usual, and we will be leaving tomorrow, so seize every minute and every second with her boyfriend.

I want to hurry out and hug my boyfriend.

He brushed his hair indiscriminately, wrapped a bath towel and came out.

"Qianqian, here I come."

"Meow..." There was a soft voice.

Xia Juemian only felt a strong electric current flow from his whole body to his lower abdomen.

There are no cats in their house.

The one who made the sound was Song Wuqian, who was kneeling on the bed, wearing fluffy cat ears, wearing the white wedding dress, with a white lace belt tied around his neck, tilted his head, and raised his right hand into a small The cat's claw-shaped claws, the tip of the tongue licked the claws, and softly called "meow."

As attractive as a kitten.

While doing this, Song Wuqian felt very shy, her toes curled up in shame.

He also wondered, did he make that voice just now? Can he still make such a voice?Ahhh, what a shame.

Seeing that Xia Juemian stayed where he was, he didn't respond. Could it be that he didn't like this appearance, did he get it wrong?

That would be even more embarrassing.

When he was about to speak, Xia Juemian suddenly covered his nose.

Song Wuqian understood that Xia Juemian couldn't accept his outfit and wanted to vomit, "I see, I'll change back right away."

"Qianqian, don't move, don't move, let me slow down," Xia Juemian hurriedly said, her voice was so hoarse, Song Wuqian knew that this voice meant that he was in love/moved.

Song Wuqian: "Why are you covering your nose?"

Xia Juemian: "I'm afraid my nose will bleed out."

Song Wuqian: ..

Song Wuqian: "Then I change it back?"

"Don't, don't, don't!" Xia Juemian stepped forward quickly, her eyes firmly glued to Song Wuqian, "Don't change Qianqian, I like it, I like it very much, it looks good, I'm afraid I like it very much."

Xia Juemian was almost incoherent.

He was so excited that Qianqian of his family took the initiative to dress up like this.

Xiao Jue Mian stood up abruptly, and directly pushed off the bath towel.

then.

In the warm room, the temperature gradually became scorching hot and sultry, and even the air was full of tired emotions.

From time to time, voices could be heard from the room.

"Come forward, call again like just now?"

"Meow.."

"Qianqian, you, you relax, you are too tight when you are nervous."

"..roll.."

"Qianqian, you are so pretty."

Lying on the flower wedding, Song Wuqian looked like an elf among flowers, with rosy cheeks and trembling eyelashes, she looked good no matter how she looked.

Xia Juemian kissed his red cheeks, and whispered seductively: "Qianqian, come out as soon as you want, don't hold back."

"Hmm..." There were traces on the flower marriage.

The night is about to pass.

In order to make her boyfriend happy, Song Wuqian felt a sore back, and looked at Xia Juemian with red eyes.

Xia Juemian's tail went up to the sky again, yes, it was the front tail.

All worries about parting were forgotten.

First, she took Song Wuqian to the bathroom to clean it up, and then put on a new bed sheet and quilt cover, and Song Wuqian fell asleep with the pillow on it.

Xia Juemian didn't sleep, and threw the bed sheet and quilt cover into the washing machine.

Holding the flower married again, she went to the bathroom to wash it with her hands.

I will use it next time.

Seeing that the top was still sticky and wet, he thought of Song Wuqian's appearance just now, and grinned, but he didn't dare to think about it anymore, otherwise he would wake up again.

He was already very tired before going home.

After hanging up the sheets and quilt and the bride's wedding, he lay back on the bed and hugged Song Wu for a while.

It was two o'clock in the afternoon when Song Wuqian woke up.

Xia Juemian was no longer around. He was on the plane at ten o'clock in the morning.

There was a note from Xia Juemian and a glass of water left on the bed cabinet.

His throat was dry and hoarse. He drank water to moisturize his throat before reading the note.

The note said that there was something to eat in the refrigerator, and you can eat it with the microwave oven when you get up, don't take the light rail when you go home, take a taxi directly, and send him a message when you get home.

If he doesn't reply, it means he is still on the plane and has not turned on the phone, etc., and so on a series of detailed instructions.

The inside and outside of the words converge into one sentence, that is, I miss you very much, and I am very reluctant to part with you.

When she got up, Song Wuqian noticed that somewhere there seemed to be no pain as it was yesterday, and Xia Juemian must have given him medicine while he was asleep.

Thinking of the battle last night, it was really intense, but it was also very cool, very cool.

Putting the food in the refrigerator into the microwave oven, only the sound of the microwave oven working could be heard in the room. Song Wuqian felt that it was too quiet, and after only a few hours without seeing her, Song Wuqian began to get used to it.

After a quiet lunch, Song Wuqian went home, and he took a taxi back home.

As soon as Xia Juemian got off the plane, she immediately called Song Wuqian, "Qianqian, are you home yet?"

Song Wuqian was watching TV with others in the living room: "I'm already at home, have you arrived yet?"

Xia Juemian: "I just got off the plane, and now I'm going to my place to live."

The two chatted for a few words and then hung up. Xia Juemian said that he would make a video after finishing the stop.

After that, the two kept in touch every day, with a video call every day.

Fortunately, the time difference between the two was only two hours, and their work and rest schedules were the same, so they were not affected.

Song Wuqian asked about Grandpa Xia's physical condition, Xia Juemian said that there was nothing wrong, the inspections were all good, and it was summer abroad, so it was good for Grandpa's health.

After talking about the matter over there, Xia Juemian asked, "Didn't uncle and aunt ask me?"

Song Wuqian: "They know you've gone abroad."

Song Wuqian also told him that when he came back that day, his parents saw the hickey marks on his collarbone. Mom and Dad smiled and pretended they hadn’t seen anything. Song Wu went to the bathroom to find the marks on his collarbone. At that time, he had already wandered around the house all night with this trace.

Song Wuqian got angry when she thought about it: "I told you that day not to leave marks on my body."

Xia Juemian licked her lips: "I'm sorry Qianqian, I couldn't control it."

The two keep in touch every day like this, a bit like a year ago, telling each other what they did today and what interesting things they encountered during the video, as if they had endless things to say.

Every day, Xia Juemian would send selfies or landscape photos to her boyfriend, asking him if he missed himself.

Before Song Wu wanted to take a few photos of him, once he pushed his limits and asked if he could send a photo with less clothes on.

Song Wuqian replied directly, dream, there is everything in the dream.

Who knows, Xia Juemian said on the phone, "Qianqian, I really dreamed of you. I dreamed that you were lying on the flower wedding, meowing at me all the time..."

Song Wuqian had a black line on her face, thinking, there will never be a next time.

During this period, Song Wuqian received a call from Meng Wenze, who came to tell him the good news. He had already taken Ji Yunhai to the house.

Although the mother's complexion is still not very good, it is already a very good thing to let them enter the house. The rest is left to time, but this is really a very happy thing.

Meng Wenze said that when he returned to the city after school, he and Ji Yunhai would invite him and Xia Juemian to dinner, and Song Wuqian agreed.

On New Year's Eve, Song Wuqian had a New Year's Eve dinner with her father and son, and Song's mother and sister were chatting and watching TV in the living room.

Before the meal, Song Wuqian took a few pictures of the New Year’s Eve dinner with her boyfriend, and asked him which dishes he cooked. Soon Xia Juemian pointed out the dishes that Song Wuqian cooked from among the dishes, because those two dishes The selling appearance is a bit horrible.

When Xia Juemian explained the reason, Song Wuqian was so angry that he didn't want to talk to him anymore, and he planned to turn around and give Xia Juemian Lu a hand, so forget it, Xia Juemian laughed and coaxed for a while.

After dinner is to watch the Spring Festival Gala.

Still the same boring show as always.

Song Wuqian and his sister fought again in the living room over grabbing a bag of potato chips, and finally developed into a pillow fight.

It wasn't until the two of them received the message that they stopped for a while.

Song Xiyao actually received Chen Xi's New Year's greeting text message, so excited that she almost ran dozens of laps in the living room, and suppressed her excitement to reply Chen Xi's message.

And Song Wuqian received red envelopes from Xia Juemian, one after another.

Song Wuqian asked him what he was going to do, Xia Juemian said, coax her boyfriend to come back and cook for me.

At twelve o'clock in the morning, Xia Juemian's video call came on time: "Qianqian, Happy New Year!"

Song Wuqian: "Xia Juemian Happy New Year!"

The author says:

Thank you very much for your support, I will continue to work hard!