After eating, Song Qingzhou originally wanted to take a walk downstairs to eat, but after looking at the cold wind outside, he gave up the idea.
Song Qingzhou turned on the computer and continued typing in the living room. Mo Ziqian was still handling work, and the two of them were busy holding their computers.
Song Qingzhou suddenly put down the computer and said, "I miss Lucky so much. Let's go back and see her this weekend."
When Lucky was brought home by Song Qingzhou before, he immediately captured the hearts of Song Qingzhou's parents because of his cuteness. So when they moved away this time, Song Qingzhou's parents hoped that Lucky could stay with them in the country. , Song Qingzhou looked at the little Lucky who was jumping happily in the big yard in the countryside. Although he was a little reluctant, he still agreed.
Mo Ziqian looked up at her and said, "Okay, I'll go back to see my uncle, aunt and Lucky this weekend."
Song Qingzhou looked at him, blinked and said, "You care about my parents."
Mo Ziqian turned to look at her: "Uncle and aunt are very nice people, and the most important thing is that they raised you well."
Song Qingzhou held his chin and said, "It sounds like Aiwujiwu. Speaking of which, I haven't officially visited your parents, nor your brothers and sisters."
Mo Ziqian thought for a moment and said, "If you want to see them, my parents are available at any time. My brother and sister may not return home until the Chinese New Year."
Song Qingzhou thought for a while: "The Chinese New Year is coming soon, so I'll pay a formal visit then."
Mo Ziqian agreed: "Then I will officially visit your home during the Chinese New Year."
So the two happily decided to visit their parents during the Chinese New Year. After writing a few more words, Song Qingzhou felt a little stuck, so he put down his laptop and prepared to think about the next plot tomorrow. After all, the inspiration for writing Sometimes it’s just a moment.
At this time, Song Qingzhou looked at Mo Ziqian and suddenly thought: "How about we watch a horror movie?"
Mo Ziqian was confused: "Watching a horror movie?"
Song Qingzhou nodded fiercely. Her novel was about horror. She just wanted to watch some horror movies to get inspiration. However, she was a little scared to watch it alone. After all, her imagination was too rich. If she and Mo Ziqian It would be much better if we watch them together.
Mo Ziqian saw her looking at him with bright eyes and nodded without hesitation. If she wanted to watch, he could watch with her.
After Song Qingzhou got Mo Ziqian's approval, he immediately dug out her movie collection, selected a horror movie that ranked high in it, then found the network disk resource and turned on the projector.
When the opening song played, Song Qingzhou was still buzzing and immediately went to the refrigerator to get some cherries and snacks from the snack cabinet that he just bought today.
This horror film tells the story of a serial perverted murderer. It is a high-definition foreign resource. There is no deletion or coding in the whole process. When he saw the terrifying place, Song Qingzhou nestled in Mo Ziqian's arms and stretched out his hands to cover his eyes, only revealing A small gap looked at the projection screen and said "so perverted" while muttering that he wanted to write this plot into the novel.
Mo Ziqian looked at the content of the movie and knew that there was a lot of energy ahead, so he touched Song Qingzhou's head and put her whole body in his arms. For the first time in his more than 20 years of life, Mo Ziqian felt very complete. There is no comparison. It's better time.
Song Qingzhou was not idle while watching the movie. She would eat some fruit snacks from time to time. She not only ate them herself but also fed them to Mo Ziqian, who basically ate whatever he gave her.
After watching the movie, Song Qingzhou burped. She looked back at Mo Ziqian and said, "Don't leave breakfast for me tomorrow. I guess I won't be hungry until noon tomorrow."
Mo Ziqian looked at her and said, "You can't eat so much at night from now on. It's hard to bear the accumulation of food. I'll get you a stomach and digestive tablet."
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Mo Ziqian found the Jianweixiaoshi tablets in the medicine box at home and poured a glass of warm water for Song Qingzhou. Song Qingzhou took the Jianweixiaoshi tablets directly with his hand, and then continued to code diligently.
Mo Ziqian didn't bother her and went to the bathroom to take a shower.
When he came back, Song Qingzhou had already put away his computer and was chatting with others on his mobile phone. When he saw Mo Ziqian, he said, "I have a best friend coming here for dinner tomorrow. She is my best friend. Let me introduce her to you." Getting acquainted."
Mo Ziqian's hand wiping his hair paused, and then he said, "Okay, I will also introduce a few friends to you when I have the opportunity."
Slowly, their friends and family began to know each other, and the two circles began to merge, which was a further manifestation of the relationship between the two people.
After Song Qingzhou also took a shower, he called Mo Ziqian who was reading a book to go to bed. This was the second night for the two of them to sleep together. Compared with yesterday, Song Qingzhou's nervousness was much better. She turned over She looked at Mo Ziqian with burning eyes and said "good night" seriously. Mo Ziqian didn't say anything and directly placed a gentle kiss on her forehead. Song Qingzhou closed his eyes with peace of mind.
Before Mo Ziqian could completely fall asleep, Song Qingzhou turned over again and moved closer to Mo Ziqian. She also kicked off her own quilt a little. Mo Ziqian helped her straighten it, but was kicked off again. She turned over and pulled it off. Mo Ziqian had no choice but to give her half of his quilt, and then stretched out his hand to gently hug Song Qingzhou. Finally feeling the warm arms, Song Qingzhou became more honest. Mo Ziqian Qian held her and fell asleep deeply.
Early the next morning, Mo Ziqian's biological clock still woke up earlier than Song Qingzhou's alarm clock. He was careful not to wake up Song Qingzhou, who was still sleeping, and took out his numb arm that was pillowed under Song Qingzhou's head. , Mo Ziqian tiptoed out of the bedroom.
When Song Qingzhou woke up, the entire bed was already completely occupied by her. She stayed with her hair in the chicken coop for a while before getting up.
She was so full last night that Song Qingzhou wasn't very hungry until noon the next day, so after drinking a cup of yogurt, she went downstairs to the supermarket to buy some ingredients to entertain her girlfriends in the evening. She was chatting with her best friend about what to eat for dinner on her mobile phone while pushing her shopping cart aimlessly.
At this moment, a person wearing thick clothes passed by her and hit the shopping cart hard. Song Qingzhou was shocked. Was there someone touching the shopping cart?
