Endless Pampering Only For You

Han Qiqing can't wait to choke on that girl.

With a smile on his lips, Song Shijun teased, "Miss Han, I think it's spring ~~"

Han Qiqing raised his eyes sharply and glared at him.

"You are thinking spring!"

Song Shijun asked with a smile, "So what do you dream about?"

Han Qiqing asked tentatively, "Xiao Wei didn't tell you?"

So how did he know she was thinking spring?

Nonsence!

She didn't think about Spring!

Song Shijun stopped talking with her, and said, "She just told me that you are thinking about spring and had a dream, but didn't say anything specific. Let me ask you myself."

So didn't he ask?

Hearing that Han Qiqing was relieved.

She pretended to be angry and said, "Don't listen to her talking, I don't have that kind of spring dream."

Song Shijun looked very interested, staring at her eyes and asking, "So, what kind of dream did you have? Spring ... dream?"

Han Qiqing almost spit out soup.

Fortunately, she drank very little.

"You only have a spring ... a dream! I just dreamed that someone was after me."

Accidentally caught up.

After Han Qiqing blurted out, he was so angry with himself that he couldn't control his mouth!

Stupid, stupid!

Song Shijun laughed wryly, "Dream dreaming that someone is after you? Who?"

"I don't know, I can't see my face." Now that it was all said, Han Qiqing also gave up struggling.

Song Shijun was funny, "No wonder she said you think spring."

Han Qiqing leaned over and said, "I said that I am not Sichun!"

Song Shijun said, "This is a day and a night dream, you don't think of spring, how could you have such a dream?"

"How do I know!" Han Qiqing was also upset.

Dreams are not something she can control.

Song Shijun raised an eyebrow at her, and asked curiously, "Tell me what you dreamed about specifically. How did the man pursue you?"

Han Qiqing, "..."

She frowned and recalled.

Then she looked up, looked at him, and shook her head.

"forget……"

Song Shijun glanced at her, "Don't you want to say it? What can't you say to me?"

Han Qiqing said entangledly, "I really forgot! I didn't lie to you, I had a vague feeling, and I couldn't remember the specific plot ..."

She held her head and knocked her little head with her fist.

"How can you not remember ... when you wake up clearly ..."

Song Shijun looked at her expression and confirmed that she was not pretending.

She really can't remember.

"Forget it, even if you can't remember it, this situation is normal."

Some people have dreams, and when they wake up, they are still very impressed, but after a while, they don't remember the specific things in the dream.

Although he said so, Han Qiqing is still competing with himself.

She murmured, "Why can't I remember ... what am I dreaming about? Strangely, why can't I remember ..."

"Well, don't think about it. Let's eat first, or the dishes will be cold."

Song Shijun urged her, not wanting her to continue looking for trouble.

Han Qiqing sighed and had to listen to him before eating.

Just as she was eating, she was still thinking.

"What the **** am I dreaming ..."

Song Shijun shook his head helplessly.

The meal was almost finished, and the other tables were gradually full.

Song Shijun glanced around and saw a table not far away. The man with glasses was familiar.

He shook his hands in front of Han Qiqing.

Han Qiqing looked up at him.