He squinted his eyes and fell down on the bed, when a black shadow suddenly jumped up.

Song Shushu's slight sleepiness was frightened away, and he looked at Ji Sui, who was standing next to the pillow, in shock, "Why did you take the initiative to come to bed today?"

Ever since he discovered that accidental touching can cause changes, Ji Sui even avoided entering the bedroom and touching the sleeping Song Shushu.

But her mood today was really worrying. He had accidentally seen rows of pill bottles on the bedside table, and when he thought about it carefully, he felt frightened and frightened.

Song Shushu didn't know the rich drama in his heart, but just sighed, ah! My kitten can now actively cling to her!

In this way, Ji Sui watched her on the other side of the bed all night. Song Shushu's face was calm as he slept, and the sadness inside and outside seemed to have fallen into a deep sleep. Ji Sui carefully stretched out his paw to touch her brow.

Once, twice, one second, five seconds.

Nothing happens.

Isn't it okay if he takes the initiative to touch me?

Looking at the lips that have regained their redness, or is it just kissing?

Ji Sui was not in a hurry to verify this matter. The matter was not urgent. The top priority was to let her have a good sleep.

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"What the hell is the weather like?"

Song Shishi took the towel handed by the waiter with dissatisfaction and wiped her hair that was wet from the rain.

Lu Meng, who had already arrived in the private room, took another towel without leaving a trace and wiped the rain off her shoulders.

"This typhoon came too quickly, so there must be no accidents on the road."

Song Shishi threw the wet towel back into the waiter's arms and motioned for him to close the door and go out.

The younger brother was not upset when his towel was thrown away. His expression was calm, as if he was used to this kind of situation. He bowed slightly to the two of them, closed the door and walked out.

After he disappeared at the door, Lu Meng took off the mask on his face, pulled Song Shishi to sit down on the seat, and handed her a glass of juice.

"Why don't you come to the bar and drink some orange juice?"

Song Shishi pushed away the cup, with a look of disdain on his face, and turned to look at the bustling hall below.

The soundproofing of the private room is very clever. Sitting on the sofa, you can hear the lively DJ downstairs. The semi-suspended design allows you to have a panoramic view of the dance floor.

Lu Meng carefully took back the orange juice to avoid spilling it on her white dress, and explained softly: "I guess you drove here by yourself, so I ordered juice for you on my own initiative."

Song Shishi hummed twice without commenting.

Lu Meng looked at her face, and slowly started chatting with her daily topics. After gossiping about a few starlets, Song Shishi's anger caused by the heavy rain and at home was barely relieved.

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Seeing that her mood improved, she asked with concern, "Is it your sister who has gone home? She is so angry today."

Song Shishi's face changed when he heard this. She really didn't want to admit that she was angry just because her parents were talking about her sister at the dinner table and ignored such a trivial matter. She changed the subject vaguely: "She didn't come home, but my parents were giving me advice."

She introduced the blind date."

This chapter is not finished yet, please click on the next page to continue reading the exciting content! When I mentioned this, I became a little excited: "It was my mother who mentioned it first! She actually took the initiative to introduce a partner to that person!"

Song Shishi was always reluctant to mention Song Shushu outside, and would only refer to him as "that person".

"Who should I introduce?" Lu Meng showed a puzzled expression at the right time. "Your sister seems to be a few years older than you, right? The family is starting to get anxious now?"

She threw out a hook, and Song Shishi followed her words and complained as expected: "Whether she is on a blind date or getting married has nothing to do with me, but why was it my mother who introduced her? My mother is always the first to respond when something happens.

They discussed it with me! And my dad, I even ate shrimps that I didn’t like, and he didn’t even give me a look? He clearly knows that I don’t like shrimps!”

The little princess who grew up with a lot of pets started to lose her temper whenever something went wrong. Lu Meng was speechless after hearing this.

She looked at Song Shishi who was drinking alone with complicated eyes. She didn't know whether this girl was stupid or stupid. Given their family's situation and her mother's methods, even an outsider would know that this was definitely not the case.

It's a "good thing" as it sounds.

It was probably just a way to suppress the sister, but Lu Meng actually felt a little sympathy for the sister he had never met.

Song Shishi couldn't answer what he said, so he had to find another way, "What is the blind date like?" It's not a good thing after all, Lu Meng complained in his heart.

"They said he was a math teacher and a relative of my mother's little sister. I secretly took a look at the photo and found that she looked pretty good." After several glasses of strong wine, Song Shishi was already a little delirious.

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This state is most suitable for clichés.

Lu Meng picked up the cocktail that had been prepared and quietly put the cup in her hand. Then he looked at Song Shishi who had finished drinking the cup and raised the cocktail to take a sip.

"Let's not talk about those unlucky things." Lu Meng saw her drinking the wine and asked directly, "Have you still contacted the owner of the music manuscript I asked you about before?"

If she can get the original manuscript, it must have a lot to do with the original work. She must come up with something this time.

"What music?"

"It's just a piece of paper with a staff drawn on it, do you remember? The one you gave me." Lu Meng said with a hint of urgency in his tone.

Song Shishi's expression seemed to be incomprehensible, and he frowned and struggled for a while. Just when Lu Meng thought that he had gained nothing today, he finally said, "Are you talking about the piece of waste paper with the ghost symbol on it?"

Ghost talisman? Waste paper?

Did she even take a look at the content on the paper? The original manuscript of "The Wind Rises" that is now popular all over the Internet came from your hands!

Lu Meng couldn't help but look at her with a somewhat unclear look. It seemed that the relationship between this original artist and Song Shishi was not good.

Otherwise, why would he have given it to the person he just met so recently without even looking at the manuscript? How could he not even know about the plagiarism that caused so much controversy at the time?
Chapter completed!