I read it back and forth several times, and there was nothing else on the handmade soap except those two very common poems.
It seems that she is really thinking too much.
Shangguan Zhixing just simply asked Sikong Lingge to make handmade soap for her, and it had no other meaning.
As for coming to deliver handmade soap at 5 a.m., it was probably because Sikong Lingge wanted to take this opportunity, like Shangguan Zhixing, what did it reveal.
Fang Yiren narrowed her eyes and put the handmade soap back.
"Zi Le, it's still early, do you want to go to bed again?" Shangguan Zhixing broke the silence.
"Okay." Fang Yiren agreed happily.
In order to watch Sikong Lingge, Fang Yiren did not close her eyes all night.
I am very nervous and I am already tired.
I thought I could catch Sikong Lingge's braid, but I didn't expect it to be so nervous.
Fang Yiren was disappointed and turned to bed-
Even if Sikong Lingge had the intention of telling Shangguan Zhixing, she would not dare to make a fuss today.
After yawning, Fang Yiren closed her eyes and fell asleep on the surface. In fact, her ears were still standing awake, listening to the conversation between Shangguan Zhixing and Sikong Lingge—
Sikong Lingge looked at Fang Yiren's back and sighed a long sigh, his back was covered in cold sweat, and his pajamas were completely wet.
I almost scared her to death just now!
Fortunately, she didn't carve Guan Zile directly into the handmade soap, and said that Fang Yiren...
Otherwise, this will not be the case now.
"Ling Ge, how do you use these handmade soaps?" Shangguan Zhixing glanced at the direction of the bed from the corner of his eyes and asked very calmly.
"Because it is just made, it cannot be used. It must be placed in a dry place and hang it for two to four sides before it can be used."
"It will take so long?" Shangguan Zhixing was disappointed.
Sikong Lingge settled down and immediately understood what she meant, "Zhixing, are you allergic to jasmine?"
"Won't."
"I have something to use on my own, so I can give it to you first."
"How can you be so embarrassed? I gave it to me, what do you use?" Shangguan Zhixing pretended to be polite and deliberately said it to Fang Yiren.
"I'm not allergic to roses, so I can use it."
"Then I'm not polite."
"Do you want it now?" Sikong Lingge said, and stood up and wanted to get it.
"No hurry, just go back and rest first, and give it to me during the day."
"Okay, then I'll give it to you tomorrow."
"Go back quickly. If you wake up, if you can't see you, you will definitely lose your temper again." Shangguan Zhixing looked back at Fang Yiren on the bed, and smiled slightly at Sikong Lingge.
Sikong Lingge nodded and turned back to the room.
The light in the bedroom was on. Shangguan Rui woke up and was sitting on the sofa, emitting a black low pressure all over his body.
Seeing Sikong Lingge come back, he immediately raised his eyes and shot his sharp eyes.
“Where have you gone?”
Unexpectedly, Shangguan Rui would wake up, Sikong Lingge was stunned for a moment and gently closed the door, "The handmade soap is ready, I will send it to Zhixing."
As he said that, Sikong Lingge owed her a blow and went back to bed to lie down, looking very sleepy.
In this way, Shangguan Rui will not ask questions-
After finally avoiding Fang Yiren's surveillance, Sikong Lingge seemed to have been tortured, but his mood was still tense and chaotic.
I am really afraid that when Shangguan Rui asks, he will accidentally let it go and reveal what he shouldn't have.
So I chose to pretend to be tired and go to bed early.
I originally thought that Shangguan Rui's face was so dark that there must be something wrong.
Unexpectedly, Shangguan Rui didn't get angry at all, took off his clothes and went to the bed, and lay down beside her-