"Shut up!" Song Qingzhi snorted coldly, but unexpectedly, Su Meng suddenly approached and asked, "Are you very boring?" Xiaoshu dislikes you very much. ”

"Shut up too!" Song Qingzhi glared at Su Meng viciously, and glanced at Xiaoshu coldly, "He dares to dislike me!"

Xiaoshu shrunk his neck and tried to hold back a smile.

"Xiaoshu, what's wrong?" was obviously a puzzled tone, but it was as cold as a crescent moon soaked in a cold pool.

"Sir, there are people here. The boy looked at the person who fell on the side of the road, and when he saw that the person had no reaction, he directly reached out and pushed his shoulder, but he didn't expect the person to fall directly into a supine position. "Huh, not a woman?"

Previously, half of the man's face was pressed against the weeds on the side of the road, and his black hair was scattered, almost completely covering the other half of his face facing outward. Coupled with a red dress, it outlines a slender waist and a pair of slender legs. It is not surprising that the child thinks it is a woman. Now I'm surprised that it's a man......

"It's still reckless, how can you act so casually. The originally cold voice was slightly hurried at this time, revealing a trace of dissatisfaction.

"Sir," the little boy was stunned by the man's slightly pale but extremely delicate face, and then hurriedly looked at the person behind him, "how are we doing?"

The people who are upside down just close their eyes, they all reveal a thrilling beauty, if they open their eyes, what a scene! The little boy sighed in his heart, but he didn't dare to say it in front of his husband.

The indifferent young man dressed in white frowned slightly and stared at the man on the ground for a moment, and said lightly: "Bring it back to Baiwei Pavilion first." ”

Xiao Tong seemed to breathe a sigh of relief and nodded eagerly, "Yes!" He knew that his husband looked cold, his heart was hot, and he would not abandon people in danger.

Xiao Tong squatted down with a smile, pinched a grass and poked Su Meng's cheek, and then frowned and said, "Sir, how can we bring people back?"

The man in white glanced at Su Meng and left by himself.

"You carry it away. ”

"Sir!" the boy wailed, "how could I do it!"

The man in white paused, turned around slowly, and walked back again, "You go and call someone over, I'll stay here with him first." ”

The little boy glanced at Mr. Wang's impatient look and said in a low voice, "Sir, you are not a weak person either...... Recite it yourself...... Okay?"

The man in white took his eyes off the people on the ground and looked at the boy coldly, "It's not good." ”

The little boy pouted and walked away, muttering silently as he walked: "Oh, the holy hand of Xinglin, the Shennong of the world, I don't know how enthusiastic and pure a person I think!

The man in white squatted down, unable to suppress the discomfort in his heart, and reached out to pick up the debris in the man's hair little by little. Well, that's pleasing to the eye. The slightly cool and smooth hair was wrapped around his fingers, and all the impatience in his heart was gone.

It's fainting. The fingertips rested on the slender wrist, and I couldn't help but frown. Internal...... The pulse is chaotic and the breath is unstable.

Why hasn't the little book come back? The man in white stared at the curled eyelashes of the man on the ground, and saw the fine beads of sweat on the smooth forehead, and raised his wide sleeves to block the burning sun.

"You're lucky," the man in white began to say to himself to the unheard, "my arms are sore." I'm going to have to suffer a lot more when I bring you back, and I'm going to have to find a lot of herbs. ”

Naturally, the people on the ground did not respond, but the man in white still kept talking. "Who are you, why are you here? What do you look like...... Forget it, Xiaoshu is really slow! Go back and train him, yes! Train him! What about you, if you have nowhere to go when you wake up, you have to do things for me. Pick herbs, cook herbs, etc., I'll give it to you!, but you can also be ...... which one you are."

said that he was tired, he was tired, and Xiaoshu finally brought someone back. The man in white regained the appearance of Xiao Shu when he left, standing coldly aside, Xiao Shu secretly looked at his face, and carefully supported the person on the ground on the back of the strong man.

The man in white stretched out his hand and smoothed the long hair of the person in front of him, well, it felt really comfortable.

"Hurry up!!" The man in white urged, and took the lead in walking briskly.

Su Meng was really depressed, always drooping his head, and only when Song Qingzhi coaxed him and hugged him, Su Meng reluctantly smiled.

"Brother don't laugh if you're not happy," Song Qingzhi pinched Su Meng's face, "I will feel distressed when I look at it." ”

"Qingzhi," Su Meng held a photo with a yellowed corner, "If I don't look at the photo, I'll almost forget my mother's face." ”

"It's okay," Song Qingzhi put the photo on the table and smiled at Su Meng, "I can remember it for my brother." I remember it clearly, even where my eyebrows started to bend. ”

"Qingzhi!" Su Meng threw herself into Song Qingzhi's arms, her voice muffled, "I want to dream of my mother, but she doesn't come to my dream." ”

"Because she has already watched her brother well in another world, she knows that his brother will do well, and she knows that her son will not let her down. Song Qingzhi rubbed Su Meng's hair, his heart was sluggish, but his face was gentle, "If you wish, you don't have to worry too much about it, I want my brother to live his life well." ”

"Qingzhi should always be by my side," Su Meng raised her head and stared at Song Qingzhi tightly, "This way I will be fine." ”

"Fool," Song Qingzhi nodded the tip of Su Meng's nose, causing Su Meng's little face to wrinkle cutely, "If you drive me away, I won't leave." ”

Su Meng has a habit that every few days before this festival, he will always open the box and take out the few things left by his mother. It can be used, and it can be seen, even if it has long lost the temperature of the mother. Among them, Su Meng liked a glass given to him by his mother, which was printed with a golden fawn, and the fawn was kneeling by the stream and was bowing his head to drink.

Song Qingzhi washed and scalded the cup for him, and carefully placed it on the table.

"Brother," Song Qingzhi grabbed Su Meng, "Do you want to go out for a walk with me?"

Su Meng was stunned for a moment, and then nodded hurriedly, Song Qingzhi took the initiative to accompany him out to always surprise him. Kiyochi is always busy, and he hasn't been back for long, and he's always longing to go out with Kiyochi, like everyone else.

"Let's go, let's eat out. Song Qingzhi picked up the skateboard with one hand and led Su Meng with the other.

"Just come back and go out, this home is so annoying to you?" Su Feng sat on the sofa and typed with his laptop, raised his eyes and smiled, "Xiaomeng, don't be led astray by outsiders, remember who you are close to." This time, without waiting for Su Meng to refute, he lowered his head and continued.

Su Feng has never been a person like Song Qingzhi, except when he needs to be sarcastic, Song Qingzhi also ignores Su Feng and pulls Su Meng out.

Su Meng has always felt that although Qingzhi is younger than herself, she is very mature and calm, lacking some of the publicity and activity that a young man of this age should have. When he saw Song Qingzhi stepping on a skateboard, the corners of his clothes flying, and exuding wanton chic, he felt that Qingzhi was really young. The usual Qingzhi made him ...... I'm always a little uncomfortable. He couldn't tell why, but he intuitively felt that Qingzhi seemed to be very tired, and he was always smiling lightly in front of him, never crying, not angry, and not wronged. Take a hundred plating and read the latest chapter of "The Hidden Marriage Actor is a Little Sweet Claw Book House" for free for the first time.