In the slightly cold and cheerless room, Chu Qing's back was against the door. Her body was stiff, and her face was pale. Her lips were tightly pursed into a line.
Just now, he was scared witless.
However, she felt that Hua Miaomiao was acting a little strange.
Hua Miaomiao was her best friend. He did not like women. He had always liked men.
After silently thinking it through, Chu Qing's mood brightened and she ran to the bathroom.
After taking a shower, she changed into the home clothes that she had left here before. She had planned to sleep, but her hair was still wet.
he opened the door and saw hua miaomiao sitting on the sofa watching tv.
Chu Qing ran over and squeezed to his side. She wiped her hair and smiled. "I'm hungry, can you cook me a bowl of noodles?"
Hua Miaomiao almost vomited blood when he heard that. are you serious? Are you even a woman? do you know how to maintain your figure?"