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Song Xi opened her mouth wide and was so shocked that her chin was about to fall.

She had never encountered such a good thing.

Are you lucky to step on **** today?

After pondering for a moment, Song Xi carefully asked: "Miss, is it April 1st?"

Shopping guide sister: "..."

"Miss, our winning is real and effective. We will now arrange for someone to deliver the bed to your home. Please leave your address."

Song Xi looked at Mo Sen, and saw Mo Sen nodded.

After thinking about it, she signed her name and left her address.

After buying a bed, Song Xi and Mo Sen didn't plan to go elsewhere and went directly to the apartment.

In the afternoon, the bed they bought arrived.

The delivery staff installed the bed and left.

Song Xi stood in his small room, staring at the oversized bed in front of himself, stunned.

So, it really cost her only 998 to bring home such a high-end bed?

What a **** is really amazing.

Moson walked in from the outside and saw her like a fool standing in front of the bed.

Eyebrows narrowed slightly.

What happened to this stupid woman? Is it too happy, so stupid?

Humans really have an inexplicable preference for winning prizes.

However, it seems that she is in a good mood, and he did not hesitate to ask others to guide.

Hearing the footsteps, Song Xi turned his head and saw Mo Sen. He jumped on him in three or two steps and twitched his neck in excitement. Go home! "

Seeing that she smiled so happily, Mosson's eyes were stained with a light smile.

Holding one hand around her waist, raising one hand and touching her head.

Song Xi, who was happy for a moment, felt his movements and immediately hesitated.

Immediately he realized what stupid thing he had done, and quickly twisted his body to get out of Moson.

Mosen held her waist tightly and let go.

"Well, what are you doing, let me down, your arm still hurts."

Afraid to run into his wound, Song Xi didn't dare to move.

Moson hugged her with one hand in this way, strode to the newly bought soft big bed, and then put her on the bed.

As soon as Song Xi wanted to get up, Mo Sen pressed down.

Song Xi's body was immediately tense, pursing her lips, and fixedly watching someone pressing herself.

"You, what are you doing? Get up quickly."

Mawson was unmoved.

"Hurry up, you are so heavy." Song Xi's hands pressed against each other's chests, some uncomfortably avoiding Mosen's eyes.

So what is the situation now?

Huahua, shouldn't he be given any medicine? He looks so different from the cold one he used to be.

In the past, she accidentally bumped into him and replaced one of his eye knives. But now, what is the situation of getting close to her without a word?

"Huahua, you get up, watch your wounds." The stitches that were sewn were troublesome if they were torn apart.

Mosen's gaze was fixed on her face, watching her little shy expression, and when she thought, she bent down and kissed.

Song Xi's eyes widened suddenly, and he rested his hands on his chin in a panic.

"Wait, wait!"

She screamed anxiously.

Moson paused, her silver eyes staring at her.

Song Xi tilted her head, bit her lip, and whispered, "You say, what do we do now?"

Is a friend? Still more than friends?