rose with snow

Chapter 116

It wasn't until she stood on the second floor and watched Aunt Lin help Huaixu make the bed in the guest room that Song Yingshi had the real feeling that Huaixu was really staying overnight.

The sound of Song Cheng and Huai Xu chatting could be heard from the living room downstairs.The other guests have left, and this movement is very clear.

Xu Conghan and Aunt Lin walked back and forth in the guest room, moving their mouths and hands. Song Yingshi felt that she was getting in the way several times, so she simply turned her head to remove her makeup and wash, and then got into the cloakroom comfortably——

Her mother knew how to keep people, and she didn't even think about what Huai Xu would wear tomorrow.

She was not at home for the past two months, and Xu Conghan didn't forget her share when she went shopping. Her cloakroom had many untouched summer and autumn clothes.

The two were similar in figure, Song Yingshi thought about Huai Xu's appearance, and picked out two or three outfits to see her wear.

When she walked back to the guest room with her clothes in her arms, she found that Xu Conghan and Aunt Lin had disappeared, and there was no voice in the living room. It seemed that only she and Gu Zixu in the guest room were left in the whole house.

Song Yingshi stepped on her slippers and put her clothes on the bed:

"Here, I'm going to prepare you to wear it tomorrow or the day after tomorrow."

Huai Xu looked back and saw that Song Yingshi was standing by the bed with slightly wet hair, a dewdrop rolling on her collarbone, and her smoke powder nightgown was soft and swayed along the curve of her body, showing a graceful posture.

In a trance, Huai Xu thought that this was a picture she had imagined. When she and Song Ying were in a small house, no matter whether it was dark night or rainy outside, the place would always be clean, bright, warm and soft.

But in a blink of an eye, she returned to reality, remembering that this was Song Yingshi's house, and she was just staying overnight.

Seeing that she was silent, Song Yingshi sat down beside the bed with a soft hum, kicked off her slippers, and stepped on Huaixu's calf with her bare feet.The soles of her feet are tender, her toes are slightly pink, and she tilts her head to look at people when she speaks:

"You don't come out in the middle of the night to change your bed, do you?"

Huaixu bent down, pinched her ankle and took it away, but did not let go:

"I don't know your room."

Song Yingshi quickly said:

"Go out and pass the first door on the right hand side of the stairs."

She spoke quickly and spoke out like peas, provoking people casually, Huai Xu's hands tightened suddenly.

Song Yingshi's ankles were bound tightly, and she moved subconsciously, but she was imprisoned in place like a sparrow chained to a golden ankle.

She simply didn't move, letting Huaixu grip her, and even took her hand up to step on Huaixu's stomach.

"You really want to come..." She lowered her voice, revealing some desire for adventure, boldly seeking excitement, "How about I come to you?"

Song Yingshi raised her legs high, and the nightgown slid down, piled up to her legs, barely covering the spring, and she was blindingly white.She had a calm posture and a smile, as if she didn't know how attractive she was.

Huaixu narrowed his eyes and said calmly:

"Do you want to go?"

While she was talking, her hands followed Song Yingshi's ankles and slowly climbed upwards, as if the ends of the vines were hanging gently on the snow in small curls, fluffy, light, itchy, and rippled outwards.

Song Yingshi's calf contracted several times, and she hid impatiently, but just as her calf slipped away from Huai Xu's grasp, she was dragged back under her body again.

A shadow immediately covered her, and her bouffant hair patrolled her collarbone, dangling ecstatically.

When Huai Xu did this kind of thing, the more frosty his face was, the more seductive, abstinent and sexy.

Song Yingshi was also aroused by her, she raised her head and bit her chin, leaving some reddish tooth marks, and blew again:

"Go and close the door."

Huai Xu looked around her face inquiringly, as if asking:

you sure?

Song Yingshi raised her leg to push her.

"What are you afraid of? This is my home. I can sleep wherever I want."

She finished speaking like a little overlord, and pressed Huaixu's back neck to press her down, unhurriedly rubbing with hints:

"If you want to sleep with a guest...the bed is fine."

As these words fell, the air became more sticky.

The eyes of the two met, and it was hard to tell who moved first. The distance between them became shorter and shorter, and the sound of each other's breathing could be heard in their ears, one after another, and gradually lost their rhythm.

"Ah Xu, come and try my rice glutinous rice balls."

!

Just now he was still yelling about sleeping on the guest bed, the Song bully immediately pushed the person up and straightened his clothes in one go.

As soon as her nightgown fell back to her lap, Xu Conghan's figure appeared in front of the open door, and the mother and daughter collided head-on, Xu Conghan's expression paused.

Song Yingshi smiled calmly: "Mom."

Xu Conghan looked at Huai Xu.

Huaixu's natural coldness advantage was fully displayed at this time, but Song Yingshi was watching from the side inexplicably terrified.

Why doesn't her mother speak...

When Song Yingshi's heart began to beat, Xu Conghan laughed and said:

"The small glutinous rice balls are missing, and Xiao Shi's bowl is still in the kitchen."

Song Yingshi immediately said: "I'll serve it myself, mom, take a break and let Huai Xu talk with you."

A dead friend is not a poor fellow, Song Yingshi calmly dumped the task to his girlfriend who was still in love just now, and slipped out by herself.

Anyway, Huai Xu's acting skills are good, she can pretend better than a professional actress like her.

Song Yingshi decided to serve a 5-minute glutinous rice balls before returning.

When Huai Xu looked at Song Ying, her figure disappeared, and then flashed back to give her a cheering gesture, feeling amused.

What a little heartless.

She retracted her gaze, and took the small white porcelain bowl from Xu Conghan's hands with both hands:

"Thank you auntie."

"Thank you."

Seeing her eating, Xu Conghan asked, "How does it taste?"

Huai Xu said truthfully, "It's delicious."

"It seems that my craftsmanship has not regressed. Xiao Shi has loved to eat rice dumplings made with wine from me since he was a child, and he only eats rice balls made by me."

Xu Conghan sat down on the chair in front of the dressing table, with a look of reminiscence on his face:

"In the years when she went abroad, she never cooked it for her. After all, it's been almost three years."

Huai floc listened attentively.

She and Song Yingshi had guessed before that this memory of going abroad should be fabricated by the system.If Song Yingshi really used to be Song Yingshi, then it is very likely that Xu Conghan and Song Cheng are her biological parents.

Xu Conghan passed his finger from the corner of his eyes, and then set his eyes on Huai Xu again:

"I knew when I saw you that my child is finally back."