Chenxing's heart was very confused, what did it mean that Teacher Xuanmo gave himself so many things? He didn't admit that he liked himself, saying that he regarded himself as a junior, but he had no relatives with him and no reason, why did he do this?

She couldn't figure it out even if she wanted to.

It's just that no matter what Teacher Xuanmo thinks, she can't accept such a valuable thing, and she must return it.

Hu Jiajia kept seeing the last page and found that there was a hand-painted seal next to the portrait, this seal, Hu Jiajia had seen a lot of the paintings hanging at home, and immediately saw the clues, and called: "Su Yue, this album was painted by the little uncle, and the little uncle actually painted a portrait of Chenxing, it was so annoying that he refused to paint it for me!"

Song Peiji was shocked: "You said that this album was painted by Su Yue's little uncle?"

"Of course," Hu Jiajia was very sure, she asked Song Peiji to come over and look at the hand-painted seal: "Look carefully, this seal is the three characters of Hu Xuanning in the seal." ”

Song Peiji looked at it carefully, it was true, he looked at Su Yue, Su Yue nodded, meaning that he had already seen it.

“...... Teacher Xuanmo is Su Yue's little uncle?" Thinking of what Song Peiji said, Chenxing felt that she was confused, she turned to Song Peiji and said, "Peiji, but he is completely different from what you said, will you be mistaken?"

In front of Hu Jiajia, Song Peiji didn't want her to know that he was burying Hu Xuanning behind his back, so he had to give Su Yue a look again and again, asking him to quickly divert the topic.

Su Yue had no choice but to speak: "Morning Star, I went abroad at the age of ten and came back at the age of twenty-four, and after I came back, I also ran all over the world, and I had very little contact with my little uncle, tell me, what kind of person did you see, what kind of person is my little uncle?"

Morning Star thought about it seriously: "His temperament is outstanding......"

As soon as Morning Star's words came out, Su Yue's whole person was not good, he remembered that Morning Star evaluated his appearance at the beginning, and also said that his temperament was very good, in the concept of Morning Star, good temperament means that people are very handsome, but is the little uncle really handsome?

Chenxing didn't pay attention to Su Yue's face, and said to himself: "He is also very decent, he stayed on the set for a long time when we were filming, Huang Mengmeng in the crew kept coming to him, and he carefully avoided her;

Su Yue said in her heart: You stupid girl, of course he has to pretend in front of you, he wants to chase you, how can you see his unbearable side?

But he echoed Morning Star: "It turns out that my little uncle is such a person, I must be closer to him when I go back." ”

At this moment, Su Yue was already watching the fire, and the little uncle gave Morning Star so many things, not only to satisfy himself, but also to let himself and Morning Star have a dispute because of this matter, and then there was a disagreement.

How could he let his uncle get his wish?

Morning Star looked at Su Yue and asked, "Did you tell your little uncle, or did I tell him myself to return this pile of things to him?"

Su Yue couldn't wait to throw this pile of things on the little uncle's face, and added with infinite contempt: "Stay away from us!", but in this way, not only did the little uncle see the joke, but he would also give himself a few words lightly: As an elder, I will give my nephew and daughter-in-law some greeting gifts, what's wrong? Shouldn't you? Why do you want to see outsiders like this?

What's more, the little uncle's unsightly thoughts, he must cover it tightly for him, in case it reaches the ears of his parents, they will not blame the little uncle for being disrespectful to the elderly, but will only wronged the morning star for attracting bees and butterflies everywhere.

So these things, no matter how disgusting he is, he can't go back.

However, he wanted to be angry with himself, he couldn't let him have a good time, and he didn't want to be rude, Su Yue quickly made a decision, and he said to Morning Star:

"I forgot to tell you, before you went to his place for dinner, I had to tell him about our relationship, he said early in the morning that he would check for me, and to give you a meeting gift, I thought he was just talking, I didn't expect him to really go to see you, and give you so many things, I thank him so much. ”

It turned out to be the case, and Morning Star was suddenly relieved: "Then you tell my little uncle, I don't know it's him, I almost misunderstood him in the middle, he is very good to me, but these things are too valuable, do you say I can accept such a valuable meeting gift?"

Su Yue gritted her back molars and said, "It's okay, take it, when my little uncle gets married in the future, I will ask my mother to give me a generous gift." ”

Hu Jiajia was very excited, and said to Su Yue: "I didn't expect that my little uncle is cold on the outside and hot on the inside, he is so good to his juniors, and my uncle is so generous to you, and I will definitely not be much worse for me in the future, I am going to take a good look at a few sets of jewelry first, and when I get married, I will send him the bill directly." ”

Su Yue: "......"

Song Peiji endured and endured it again and again, and then held back the sentence "You just dream, how can you have a face as big as Morning Star?"

Xiao Han pulled Morning Star over and whispered to her: "Scared me, I thought you were in other people's ways, and you received a lot of things from other people, and you couldn't explain to Su Yue!"

Morning Star squeezed her hand and said, "Su Yue is so good, he won't blame me, don't worry." ”

Liu Qingyu listened to the whispers of the two of them, and said in his heart: "Two fools, didn't you see what Su Yue was angry about just now? Other men send things to their girlfriends, who can bear it? Uncle can't do it, women are naïve!"

Here, Su Yuepi dialed Hu Xuanning's phone with a smile.

Hu Xuanning was a little disappointed when he saw that the call was from Su Yue, according to the script he designed, it should have been Morning Star who called him crying and asked him to take those things back.

But he answered the phone anyway, and he threw out a rock, which he had to hear a little louder.

I only heard Su Yue say affectionately on the phone: "Little uncle, you are so good to me, my nephew has it in my heart, I must honor my uncle well in the future, your meeting gift to Morning Star is too valuable, I thank you for her, you are so kind!"

Hu Xuanning snorted: "No thanks, who is with whom between us, I can tell you ugly things in the front, you are married to her, these things are naturally given to my nephew and daughter-in-law, if you can't get married, these things are what I gave to my own daughter-in-law, you don't have to thank me!"

Su Yue scolded several times in her heart, "You go to die!", but said: "Thank you for your concern, Uncle Xiao, I am going to get married immediately with Chenxing, she will soon be your nephew and daughter-in-law, you can put one hundred and twenty hearts!"

It was Hu Xuanning's turn to crook his mouth angrily and hung up the phone.

Hearing Su Yue say that he was going to marry Morning Star soon, everyone in the room looked at him, Liu Qingyu, Hu Jiajia, and Liu Xiaohan all thought: "Does Su Yue want to secretly marry Morning Star behind his parents' back?"

Chenxing felt that this must be Su Yue's perfunctory words to his little uncle, and it was estimated that his little uncle urged him to get married quickly, and his little uncle was really good to her and Su Yue.

Only Song Peiji knew that Hu Xuanning was also pursuing Chenxing, he felt that Su Yue's words were nine times out of ten because he was angry with Hu Xuanning, he didn't think that Hu Xuanning was a person who could easily change his mind, especially after reading the album in Hu Jiajia's hand, he felt that Hu Xuanning was more serious about Morning Star than they imagined.

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