Clap clap clap
In the evening, a series of sometimes intense, sometimes gentle clapping sounds came from Su Qing's living room, extraordinarily crisp.
"Ah~~~"
Su Qing straightened his back and couldn't help but let out a moan, took a long breath, and finally relaxed.
"Tired? Have some water!"
Shen Yi handed him a glass of water and smiled as she watched Su Qing stretch lazily in front of the computer.
She didn't know when she had become accustomed to the sound of Su Qing's typing, feeling comfortable, just like the sound of rain, giving a particularly stress-relieving feeling.
Taking a sip of water, Su Qing twisted his somewhat stiff neck, showing some fatigue on his face.
"Done with your shower?"
"Yes, finished. I've been waiting for you for a while," said Shen Yi, wrapped in a bath towel, as she came up behind him, arms wrapping around his neck and letting his head lean back.
Soon, Su Qing felt his head sink into something soft.
