Shen Zhi is very white that his cousin is the best shortcut.

Shen Che also understood Shen Zhi’s meaning and didn’t deny that what if I built it?

The words sound just fell and the collar has been pulled up by Shen Zhi.

Why do you want to hit me? Shen Che sneered, If you don’t Song Song, we can still be cousins for so many years. She is the least qualified to ask you.

Said Shen Che lower their voices and suppress emotions why didn’t you tell Liu Yunxuan? I’m also an idiot. At that time, when you saw Lu Yunxuan on your mobile phone, you should associate it with it instead of being silly when she told me that your birthday was going on a business trip. Tell her that interns are like that. The boss said that you can’t go west if you go east. Later, I found out that you may have gone to Cambodia with Lu Yunxuan. I dare not tell her that if I told her at that time, there would be no such things later …

Shen Zhi said lightly, Did you tell her later?

… Shen Che silence.

Still not, Shen Zhi answered for him. Are you afraid to tell her that she won’t be friends with you again?

The old man at least knows how to make up for it, unlike you who will keep hurting her.

Shen Che just finished saying that people have already got a punch from Shen Zhi.

Shen Zhi pointed at him and warned, I don’t care how you live. Don’t pimp her again after you live. She’s not from that circle. She’s not suitable for that kind of life!

Mom! Shen Che flung his fist at Shen Zhi’s face and greeted him. However, before he met Shen Zhi, he was caught against the wall. He couldn’t beat Shen Zhi. He scolded angrily, She’s like this, and you have to choose a way to live. You are the king eggs. You should have killed you a hundred years ago if you still bullied her with them!

……

Song Qingcheng didn’t sleep for a nap. Aunt Gong just called her upstairs.

Open the door and almost hit Yujing.

Yujing stared at each other with her for about ten seconds. The whole Song Dynasty first said, If I remember correctly, it seems that today is not Friday.

Today is Tuesday, Yu Jing said as she walked in. Why did you move to my second uncle?

Section 19

She made a trip to the Imperial Garden for nothing.

Yu Jing took Song Qingcheng’s cup of boiled water without saying anything while sitting on the sofa, and then filled half of it with satisfaction. Then she put the cup back and looked up at Song Qingcheng. Are you really gone?

Song city really didn’t tell her that she lived here and listened to Yujing asking about the child. She also asked so bluntly and nodded her head Abortion

That’s it? Yujing looks unbelievable.

Song Qingcheng was teased by her. Otherwise, how did you get out of school?

Isn’t this paternity leave?

I’m afraid there are not many people who can get this fake Yuan Wei.

Yu Jing stretched out her legs and still held the bag in her arms and found that Song Qingcheng kept saying, Why don’t you sit down?

Song Qingcheng explained that the water in washing hands is boiled

The words just fell and the water began to purr.

Song city went to wash their hands and then came out with a hot kettle and walked to the front of the tea table. She took a clean glass and sat down beside Yujing. I don’t want the building to take a plug.

Yu Jing saw a small bag of motherwort granules in her hand and asked, Why is this?

After the Qing Dynasty, the doctor matched it. Song Qingcheng poured the medicine into a cup of boiling water and brewed it for a week.

Yu Jingwen’s eyes fell on Song Qingcheng’s side face, smelling the smell of traditional Chinese medicine, and she said what she thought from the bottom of her heart. I heard that Qing Palace surgery hurts a lot.

Fortunately, it may vary from person to person.

Yujing listened to her and calmly looked at her flat abdomen. I didn’t know what to say to comfort her. It took a long time to suppress a sentence, It’s gone, it’s gone. When you marry my second uncle, there will definitely be more attention.

Song Qingcheng evoked lip angle and turned to ask Yu Jing, See a movie?

……

In the evening, Yu Tingchuan came home and Aunt Gong came out to greet Mr. Wang came back for the first time.

Yutingchuan nodded and looked at the building.

Aunt Gong immediately said, Miss Song, they are watching movies.

Yu Tingchuan changed the room and dragged it away to the projection room on the first floor of the house. A dialogue was heard across the road. The door of the projection room was left unlocked and the screen was playing a 3d Disney cartoon. In front of the sofa, two people sat cross-legged on the carpet. He stretched out his hand and pressed the wall to open the whole projection room, which was instantly illuminated by lights.

Song Qingcheng turned to pick 3d glasses and saw Yu Tingchuan smiling at the door. Are you in class?

Yu Tingchuan fixed her face for a few seconds and then looked at the screen with a shadow. So adults still watch cartoons?

Uncle, you are back! Yujing is somewhat flattering.

She is playing truant today, especially afraid of Yutingchuan’s investigation.

As a result, my second uncle didn’t ask anything, as if he really came to ask them to eat.

Because of Yujing, the dinner atmosphere is relaxed.

Song Qingcheng and Yujing sit together.

Yu Jing found that the whole city had vegetables and couldn’t help but say, Do you still not touch meat?

… Song city smiled slightly.

When I looked up, I found that the man sitting opposite me was holding his job and looking at himself. The deep and focused eyes made her heart beat faster.

Song Qingcheng’s eyes drooped and nothing happened.

After dinner, Yu Tingchuan Building went to the room and Song Qingcheng accompanied Yu Jinglou to see it.

No matter how careless Yu Jing is, she realizes that something is wrong, and she can’t tell what is wrong. She can turn to Song Qingcheng for help. Am I bothering you here?

No, why do you think so?

Yujing saw that she looked vaguely as usual and said, … I don’t know, it’s weird anyway.

Song Qingcheng asked her, Do you want to eat fruit salad?

Oh Yujing nodded.

Song Qingcheng got up and went to the kitchen.

Fruit Salad Song Qingcheng It is not difficult to watch Aunt Gong do it herself.

She hesitated a little when she cut some fruits and took the dish, and finally took one more.

Yu Jing looked at two plates of fruit salad and turned to look at Song Qingcheng. What should I do if I can’t finish eating so much?

Then you take a plate and give it away.

Yu Jing asked, Who to send?

Song Qingcheng toothpick fork did not pick up the words.

I know Uncle Jiang here, but he often has surgery at night. Not necessarily, and he lives a little far away. I don’t want to walk. Yu Jing said and looked up at the second floor. Do you want to send it to Uncle?

Well Song Qingcheng said Go

Yu Jing wrinkled her nose. I’ll go?