she's bloody hot

When she came to drive, she cheered up a bit, stabilized herself, shook her head and said softly, "It's okay, baby."

All the way to home was unimpeded, and even the most tedious intersections were all green lights.

However, when they went downstairs, the two found that the elevator was under maintenance.Without saying a word, Song Qingchen picked up his wife and walked towards the safe passage.

One step at a time, after climbing the 27th floor, Song Qingchen's forehead and hair were soaked.Halfway through, Yoyo wanted to get down by herself and she wouldn't let her go.

After entering the door, Yoyo raised her sleeves to wipe her forehead.Song Qingchen didn't care about it, took her hand, and stood in front of the fish tank.

Youyou felt her heart pounding, and realized that Song Qingchen was not under her nervousness. She put her hands on her chest and nodded firmly.

Song Qingchen untied the necklace for her, held Yoyo with his left hand, and gently threw the necklace in his hand into the fish tank with his right hand.The colorful tropical fish inside use their mouths to test whether it is food, and when they see that it is not, they swim away with little interest.

Song Qingchen stared at Yoyo, saw that she was holding her neck with one hand, her eyes were only red, and she didn't dare to rush her, so she asked softly, "Is it okay?"

Yoyo covered her mouth, tears welled up in her eyes.

"Ah, it's okay." Song Qingchen felt distressed, hugged her, and coaxed her softly, "It's okay. We don't care."

Being wrapped in her arms, Youyou stood on tiptoe for a while, hugged her back, and whispered into her ear: "Song Qingchen."

Small, but deafening three words.

It's been a long time.

Song Qingchen forgot to respond, raised her hand to wipe her face, only to feel that her face was wet, and answered with a choked voice, "Yes."

"I love you." Yoyo said.

The author has something to say: This time it is really over.

Happy Valentine's Day o(*￣︶￣*)o