A Joyful Boy: From Meeting the Drunk Song Qian

Su Chen smiled and gave over his phone number, and the two exchanged numbers.

Song Qian put her phone away and said, "Su Chen, from now on, if I need anything, I'll come to you. Don't refuse."

Su Chen saluted: "Mission accomplished!"

Su Chen's appearance made Song Qian giggle.

After dinner, Song Qian insisted on washing the dishes, and Su Chen didn't refuse, since all the housework done in this room would be attributed to him anyway.

Clean up the kitchen.

Song Qian was also a little sleepy. She originally wanted to go home, but feeling the warm and cozy environment, she was reluctant to leave.

"Is the guest room empty?" Song Qian glanced at the guest room.

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015: I've already taken the clothes away, you... don't need to worry about them.

"No one's here." Su Chen stepped forward to help open the guest room door and casually said, "Sister Song can go if she wants to rest. Remember to lock the door when you go to sleep."

"How could I not believe you?" Song Qian said half-jokingly.

Su Chen didn't do anything when he was drunk to the point of unconsciousness last time, let alone in broad daylight.

Of course, this was simply because she didn't know what had happened.

Overall, she was very relieved.

"That's not necessarily true." Su Chen watched Song Qian enter the room and said with a calm smile, "Sister Song is so beautiful, what if..."

"Pah, you scoundrel."

Song Qian spat at him and closed the door.

Su Chen, standing outside the door, shouted excitedly.

“YES!!!”

Su Chen's room didn't have soundproof walls, so Song Qian could hear everything clearly.

"You're so happy that I'm taking a nap in the guest room?"

Song Qian placed her hand on the door lock.

In the end, I let it go.

She believed in Su Chen.

..

"Beep! You have been refused entry to your own home 3 times, completing the second stage of the [Rejected Person] quest. Reward: Intermediate Lockpicking Skill."

Su Chen felt a vast and familiar stream of knowledge enter his mind.

He knew this was about passing on the art of lock picking, and he lay on the sofa, quietly experiencing it.

Less than half a minute.

Su Chen's lock-picking skills have reached a level of perfection, and this includes high-tech locks such as safes and combination locks.

However, it's not high-end enough to open a bank safe deposit box.

"Pah, why should I think about that? Shouldn't I be happy that the achievement has taken another step forward?"

Su Chen quickly changed his mind.

Lost in thought, I found myself heading in the direction of an international thief; who could stand that?

Not a moment later.

Su Chen fell asleep on the sofa.

A summer breeze blew by.

Su Chen felt something in his hand, instinctively gripped it tightly, and scratched the tip of his nose.

The washed clothes are still floating on the balcony.

..

Half past one in the afternoon.

Song Qian was woken up by her phone alarm. She opened her eyes and remembered that she was still at Su Chen's house.

However, she wasn't in such a hurry this time.

Before leaving, I tidied up the room a bit, and when I opened the door, I found Su Chen sleeping on the sofa.

His expression was gentle.

But then her gaze fell on the black mass in Su Chen's hand.

Her face turned bright red instantly.

..

Song Qian took her clothes and went home.

He found Qiao Yingzi watching TV in the living room. In order not to let her notice anything unusual, he coughed lightly and then quickly went back into his room.

Standing behind the door.

Looking at the clothes in his hands, his face turned red.

The image of Su Chen sleeping flashed through her mind, and for a moment she didn't know what to say.

"It must have been...an accident."

Rather than believing Su Chen's actions were intentional, she was more inclined to think it was an accident, since the balcony door and window were both open.

It's normal for clothes to get blown in, right?

Song Qian's mind was in a mess at that moment.

"Mom! It's almost two o'clock. Aren't you going to work this afternoon?" Qiao Yingzi's voice suddenly came from outside the door.

"Oh!~" Song Qian was startled and inexplicably panicked, but she quickly regained her composure and called out, "Mom just rested for a while and is touching up her makeup now. She'll be there in a bit."

"Okay~"

Song Qian breathed a sigh of relief when she heard that there was no more noise outside.

Fold the clothes and put them in the closet.

..

The longer you take a nap in the summer, the sleepier you feel. When Su Chen woke up, she felt dizzy and only felt much better after washing her face with cold water.

Doing housework +1.

"I was working while I was sleeping?" Su Chen was also taken aback when he saw the system's notification.

Song Qian has already left. Could it be that she did some work before leaving?

Su Chen was puzzled.

But then they found a note on the coffee table.

I've already taken the clothes away, so... don't worry about them.

"miss?"

Su Chen looked at the gradually distorted characters behind him, somewhat puzzled.

It's also a bit confusing.

You've taken the clothes away, what am I worried about?

I unconsciously rubbed my nose.

It smells the same as the laundry detergent at home.

It's quite fragrant.

However, I didn't think much of it, since I use this laundry detergent on all my clothes, so it's normal for them to have a fragrance.

I glanced at the time; it was almost six o'clock.

He had to go to Song Qian's house for tutoring at 7:30, so he had to cook quickly.

I'll finish eating first, then take the food to Yingzi's house; that way, it won't waste any time.

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Qiao Yingzi felt very happy these past two days. Although Song Qian still cared a lot about her academic performance, at least she wasn't so strict about her diet anymore.

Given enough time, she even felt that there would be opportunities to go out for barbecue with her mother.

No one knows what kind of magic Su Chen used to get Song Qian to agree to cook for her every day.

Just then, the sound of keys clicking came from outside the door.

"Mom, you're back."