Chapter 1182 What's wrong?(1/2)
Even if Zhang Fan is willing to believe that the person behind the scenes must be unintentional mistakes, but doing so must have a purpose!
"All right!"
Song Fanshuang nodded. Of course, she had unconditional trust in Zhang Fan.
"Go to bed!"
Zhang Fan comforted Song Fanshuang and leaned against the bed, preparing to take a nap for two or three hours.
soon.
It's bright.
Song's mother had already gotten up early to prepare breakfast.
When Song Fanshuang went to bed in the middle of the night, she was also very restless and unhonest. After falling asleep, she simply treated Zhang Fan as a doll, with her smooth legs directly crossed her body to Zhang Fan.
He even hugged Zhang Fan with both hands, and his whole body was like an octopus, sucking it tightly on Zhang Fan's body.
If Zhang Fan hadn't been very sleepy after a night, facing Song Fanshuang's series of actions, wouldn't that be guiding him to commit a crime?
finally.
Song Fanshuang woke up in a sleep.
She wiped the corner of her mouth, as if she felt the saliva flowing out of her dream last night.
Then he stood up subconsciously, and Zhang Fan, who was pressed under her, immediately felt something and suddenly woke up.
Suddenly.
The two looked at each other.
Song Fanshuang's eyes fell on Zhang Fan's handsome cheeks.
Zhang Fan's eyes also fell on Song Fanshuang's playful cheeks that were puffed with pink.
"Gurl!"
"Gurl!"
Song Fanshuang and Zhang Fan couldn't help swallowing.
Then.
The two of them looked down on their bodies.
One glance.
Both of them were shocked.
I saw half of Song Fanshuang's body pressing against Zhang Fan's chest.
A pair of fair legs are fully revealed.
This posture...
No matter how you look at it, it's a bit inappropriate.
"Cruff!"
The next second, the room door was opened.
Song's mother's head leaned in from outside the room.
Then.
A strong smile immediately appeared on her face, looking at the two of them meaningfully.
"Oh, I'm so embarrassed. You two, early in the morning... don't know if you lock the door? Fortunately, there is no one at home."
"Forget it, I won't ask you to have breakfast. You guys continue, pretending I haven't been here."
Song's mother said, and quickly closed the door.
Only Zhang Fan and Song Fanshuang, who were still stunned on the bed, were left.
This script...
Did he get the wrong thing?
Song’s mother’s attitude just now was sure that it was not the mother-in-law’s attitude towards her son-in-law?
"ah!"
Song Fanshuang finally came to her senses, screamed in surprise, and hurriedly sat up on Zhang Fan's chest.
Zhang Fan subconsciously glanced at him, as if he had seen a different scenery.
"Gurl!"
For a moment, I couldn't help swallowing again.
"Squad leader, isn't you really treat me as an outsider?"
Zhang Fan smiled bitterly.
"Xiao, Xiaofan, I'm sorry... I don't know if I fell asleep last night. This would be like this. I...I'll explain to my mother."
Song Fanshuang was so embarrassed.
I could only secretly use my light to glance at Zhang Fan.
The blushing cheeks were like ripe peaches, and they could pinch out water.
She jumped out of bed as if she had escaped and changed her clothes quickly.
only.
I don't know if it was panic or something, but he didn't notice it at all. Zhang Fan's eyes stared at her straight.
The smooth skin was directly visible to Zhang Fan.
"Gurl!"
Zhang Fan swallowed again and even forgot to turn his head around.
Song Fanshuang didn't feel anything wrong from beginning to end. After changing her clothes, she left the room as if she ran away.
"I'll go...the squad leader, really..."
a long time.
Zhang Fan sighed.
estimate.
If Song Fanshuang heard this, she would want to find a crack in the ground to get into it?
soon.
The quarrel between Song Fanshuang and Song's mother rang out outside the room.
certainly.
It was said that it was a quarrel, but it was more like Song's mother's joke about Song Fanshuang.
Even Zhang Fan felt speechless after hearing this.
Song’s mother’s operation is obviously a bit suspicious of selling her daughter.
It took a while.
The quarrels are getting less.
Only then did Zhang Fan tidy up his clothes and leave the room.
"Xiaofan, are you awake? Did you sleep well last night? Shuang'er didn't disturb you, right?"
Seeing Zhang Fan coming out, Song's mother hurriedly greeted her with a smile and asked meaningfully.
"Very good, aunt!"
Zhang Fan smiled bitterly, how could he sleep last night?
Even if he rested for a while when the sky was about to dawn, Song Fanshuang would be absorbed on himself like an octopus.
Is this considered a disguised disturbance?
"That's fine! Go downstairs and have a meal."
Song's mother smiled and took the lead in going downstairs, followed by Zhang Fan and Song Fanshuang.
The breakfast was not very rich, but it was made by Song’s mother herself, and the taste was very delicious. Zhang Fan felt a little overwhelmed with five buns and a bowl of porridge.
"Xiaofan, what you said last night that a fortune teller came to your house, I will notify you, what's going on?"
When Song's mother packed up the dishes, she couldn't help asking curiously.
Even Song Fanshuang looked at Zhang Fan in confusion.
He didn't understand what Zhang Fan was, and he could be so sure that knocking on the door was artificial.
"I just found a little thing, and when the fortune teller came, my aunt would know."
To be continued...