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Chapter 3 What a routine!(2/2)

It was late at night, but I still couldn't sleep. So I took out my phone and scrolled through it in night mode.

Suddenly his hand stopped.

She usually likes to browse the short video app before going to bed. On the local recommendation list, she came across a video that was getting likes.

The explanatory text is, "Today I met a boy in a bar who sang a song for a girl. What did he go through to be able to sing this song so beautifully..."

Because the video was shot from a bar angle, the light and shadow were a bit dark, but it did not prevent Qin Qing from identifying the boy holding the guitar and singing.



I was a little tired today, and the fragrance around me was lulling me to sleep. When Chen Yiwen was about to close his eyes, there was a sudden movement. He felt as if his butt was pushed hard by something, and then Chen Yiwen was pushed over.

I almost fell off the bed.

When he opened his eyes, he saw the famous scene of Qin Qing standing beside the bed and kicking himself out of bed with his feet.

"What...what happened?" Chen Yi heard this and was shocked.

"You go out and sleep! I want to sleep in my bed!" Qin Qing didn't care to kick Chen Yiwen's smooth calves and white feet that were exposed when his pajamas and trousers lifted up. He wanted to kick him out anyway.

"You're crazy!" Chen Yiwen was annoyed and went to the sofa. Qin Qing came out with a dark face again, holding her quilt in her hands, throwing it on him on the sofa, and then returned to the room, bang! The door was closed.

Chen Yiwen didn't understand how he had offended her.

"What's your trick?"

Fortunately, Qin Qing threw out the quilt and pillow for her. Chen Yiwen was wrapped in the quilt and thought that Feng Xiulian seemed to have said that there were no extra quilts. This quilt was given to her. What should she do?

Forget it, ignore that crazy woman and continue sleeping!

Qin Qing sat on her bed without a quilt, thought for a while, opened the closet door, took out her down jacket, and wrapped it around herself, three layers inside and three outside, like a rice dumpling. She was too tired in bed and fell asleep.

past.

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I'm writing slowly and haven't saved my manuscript, so I'll update it today.
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