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Chapter 19(2/2)

When I got home, the study room was on.

Li Zhi glanced at him and said, "No, the domineering president has become an Internet-addicted boy? Are you still playing games?"

She moved to the door, her ears pressed against the crack in the door and heard the sound inside.

With a "creak", the door suddenly opened. Li Zhi didn't stand firm and his body fell into it. She instinctively reached out to support her and just supported her on Song Yancheng's chest. As if she was electrocuted, she quickly withdrew her hand. The words "sorry" were all at the mouth, but she found that the man seemed not as impatient as she imagined?

"You," Li Zhi pointed to the study room, "Have you cleared again?"

Song Yancheng didn't say anything.

"So you haven't been to work for a day and you've been playing games at home?"

Song Yancheng wanted to calm her shocked expression and said coldly: "Do you think I am the same as you?"

Li Zhi: "Ah?"

"I have nothing to do when I'm idle."

Li Zhi: "..."

She waved her fists to protest, "I'm very busy today, okay?"

Song Yancheng said: "Only you know whether it is good or not."

Li Zhi: "..."

Yes, it doesn't seem that good this day.

The sudden silence made Song Yancheng gradually realize that it was wrong and he could not treat her like this now. So he temporarily put away his sarcasm, cleared his throat, and asked.

"What?" Li Zhi thought he had heard it wrong.

Song Yancheng repeated: "How to complain to the store?"

Li Zhi reacted, "Have you bought a fake gaming console?"

Song Yancheng paused and said truthfully: "No. It's very congested on the way to work today, and the car drove slowly."

"so what?"

"Stroll around casually."

Li Zhi understood, put what he learned into practice and could visit online stores.

Very good, not unusual.

"I saw a steak seller, delivering goods in the same city, and the publicity was in place. Overall, it was more professional."

Li Zhi pretended to faint, "Oh my God."

Song Yancheng frowned, "Hmm?"

"I'm almost crying when I can get your praise in my lifetime."

“…”

Seeing him speechless, Li Zhi laughed out loud, and somehow he felt relieved. Back to the topic, she smiled and said, "Okay, you continue. Did you buy steak? After receiving the goods, you found that the quality was not good? Or did you ship less to you?"

Song Yancheng silently said, "The merchant is suspected of false propaganda, and the advertising slogan on the homepage is 'Give you a cow'."

Li Zhi was confused.

"But I didn't wait for the cow," said Song Yancheng, "I only received the steak."

Quiet as a cemetery.

Li Zhi reacted, "So, you are waiting for that cow this day?"

Silence is the default.

But keeping words in my heart and saying them is two completely different artistic conceptions. Song Yancheng realized it later and said that he was talking about something messy. He cleared his throat and tried to win over his respect.

Li Zhi almost fell to the ground with a smile.

Song Yancheng is awesome!

Song Yancheng wanted to be aloof at first, but seeing that her reaction was so real, without any pretentious concealment, suddenly, he felt that everything was nothing. There was no one else here, and it was okay to have a scandal.

Song Yancheng slowly turned his face to the side, and a tiny arc appeared on the corner of his mouth.

Li Zhi squatted on the ground and smiled. She smiled enough, raised her head to the side and suddenly stretched out her hand toward him. The girl's palm was different from her fair skin, with pinkish textures, and there was no extra decoration between her fingers. The roots were evenly symmetrical, like the tips of green onions emitting water.

Li Zhi smiled and said, "Give the bribe fee quickly, otherwise I will promote it everywhere and make you lose face."

Song Yancheng raised his eyebrows, "Oh."

"Oh what, give money." Li Zhi bullies others by bullying.

Song Yancheng nodded, "I'm shameless."

Li Zhi didn't understand.

The outstretched hand was still in the air. The next second, Song Yancheng hit her palm hard with force - a crisp sound of the palm, a scorching pain and pain.

Li Zhi's face wrinkled, and he was so painful that he lost his words.

Song Yancheng said indifferently: "Let you go."

“…”

"Hold it tighter."
Chapter completed!
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