Chapter 185

At 11:30 in the evening, the meeting finally ended, and several senior executives walked out of the meeting room with tired faces.

On the way back, Qin Shi looked at the little lady next to him on the south side of his head. His eyes were gentle: "sleepy?"

Song Xiaoman's arm is on the edge of the car window, his hand is dragging his chin, and he seems to be thinking seriously.

I didn't hear the man clearly.

She suddenly raised her head with a smile: "husband, aunt Baozhen said that the first of next month is your birthday. I'm thinking about how to celebrate it for you."

Qin Shinan is not smiling.

His birthday has always been, but for him, it's just an ordinary day.

"And how do you want to celebrate?"

"Well... I haven't thought about it. I won't tell you if I think about it. It's a secret. It's a surprise."

Song Xiaoman's eyes are tinged with charming.

How to celebrate her husband's birthday and what she should prepare, she has to think about it carefully.

After all, it was her first birthday with her husband.

After arriving at Qinyuan, song Xiaoman unties his seat belt and immediately entangles the man's neck.

There was a different temptation in her eyes. Her lips moved gently: "husband, you haven't kissed me today."

Qin Shinan's Adam's apple slipped and whispered to her ear, "go to bed and kiss again, eh?"

He turned off the engine, got out of the car and picked her up.

When he walked in, the servant just lowered his head and said, "the young master is back." when he raised his head again, he had already ascended the stairs.

There is no light in the room.

"Husband..." Song Xiaoman's body just touched the bed, the man immediately pressed down.

He pressed her head, gave her an eager kiss, and then began to slow down.

Take the time to control the rhythm

Song Xiaoman only felt that his whole body was crisp and numb, and even in the end, it was like the lack of oxygen, leaving only his breath.

After lingering, Qin Shinan held people in his arms and rubbed his ears together.

So, how can she live in school? If she sleeps in school every day, who can he go with?

……

In the twinkling of an eye, it has been a week since the beginning of school, and song Xiaoman has gradually adapted to college life.

On Friday afternoon, song Xiaoman was waiting in the dormitory. He had just received a call from his husband. He had something unfinished and would arrive half an hour late.

Jiang Pan Yu is still squatting on the ground to pack his luggage. There are so many things that the luggage can't be jammed.

Song Xiaoman looked at him: "I speak Jiangpan language. Your family is not in Beicheng. Aren't you alone when you go home?"

"Then I have to go back too. I have to take these dirty clothes back to my villa and let the servant wash them for me."

Yin Lele turned his head and said, "Xiaoyu, don't we have a public washing machine in our dormitory? You just need to scan the QR code above to use it. It's very convenient. "

"That one? How dirty the public ones are. Who knows what dirty things have been washed inside? I don't want to use them. " Jiang Pan Yu looks disgusted.

"What's more, I want thousands of yuan for any one of my clothes. What should I do if it's broken?"

Many of her clothes had to be washed by hand.

Yin Lele had no choice but to smile awkwardly: "it's true that such expensive clothes should be more careful."

Song Xiaoman hehe: "since you have so much money, don't you throw away your clothes once you wear them? What else to wash? "

Jiang Pan Yu snorted: "Song Xiaoman, if you don't dig at me one day, your mouth will suffer?"

Instead, she looked at Gao Mu and said in a high voice: "Gao mu, since you don't go home, you can clean the dormitory when you are free at the weekend. Every corner is clean. Yesterday I saw a big spider in the toilet room, which almost scared me to death."

Gao Mu closed the book and pushed the frame: "I know. When you leave, I'll drag the floor."

Song Xiaoman went over and said, "Jiang Pan Yu, what's the matter with you? We agreed that we should clean in turn. Why do you bully Gao mu?"

"Where did I bully her? How much time can she spend cleaning the dormitory? "

Jiang pan language a pair of natural appearance: "don't believe you ask her, Gao mu, you tell song Xiaoman, do you think I am bullying?"

"It's a big deal. I'll pay Gao Mu to clean the dormitory. Is that right?"

Song Xiaoman twisted his eyebrows and said in a low voice: "is Jiang Pan's language too much? Do you know what respect is? Can you talk to people? "

"I..."

Jiang Pan's words seemed to hurt people's self-esteem. She cleared her throat: "forget it, Gao mu. If you don't have time, don't clean it."

"And song Xiaoman, you don't always depend on your age. You can't hurt me easily."

See two people want to dispute again, Gao Mu whispered: "thank you Xiaoman, but really nothing, everyone is a dormitory, I do a little more nothing."

Song Xiaoman sighed.

Gao Mu is too honest and easy to talk. In the long run, he doesn't know what he will be bullied by Jiang pan language.

Time is almost up. Song Xiaoman leaves the dormitory to find Tang Xi and plans to take Tang Xi home.

But when I got to Tangxi's dormitory, Tangxi said, "it's full. I won't go home this week. The school library is recruiting volunteers. I've already signed up. At the weekend, I'm going to help sort out books with some of my classmates."

"So?"

Song Xiaoman didn't doubt anything: "that weekend, I'll go to see Aunt Tang for you. I'll buy some delicious food for her."

Tang Xi did not refuse: "well... If it's convenient, please. Thank you very much."

If I don't go home in the first week of school, my mother will be worried, but if I go to see my mother, my mother will never be suspicious.

At least this week, muddle through.

Song Xiaoman said with a smile: "there is nothing inconvenient, you can rest assured."

After Song Xiaoman left, Tang Xi waited in the dormitory until it was dark before she walked out of the school.

On the way, the Qin beast called her. The first time she didn't answer, then the phone came again.

She knew she couldn't avoid it, so she had to pick it up. There was his dissatisfied voice: "where is it?"

She took a deep breath, fingers grasping the phone, light answer: "on the road."

An hour later, Tang Xi walked into the hotel with her head down, and walked into the elevator in a hurry.

There is a strong sense of shame in my heart

She stood in front of the door with her room card in her hand, but she didn't move for a long time.

The door suddenly opened.

Qin Zhan was wearing a loose white bathrobe. A few strands of wet short hair were scattered in front of his forehead, and the crystal clear little drops of water were dripping down his high nose.

He pulled her in, buried her head in her neck, and fell a hot breath: "what time is it? Why are you so late? "