Old Man Song was helped downstairs by Song Qinghan, Liu Fengting closed her mouth in amusement, Song Qingyun also changed her face, stood up, and coquettishly faced Grandpa Song: "Grandpa, look, Brother Qingran scolded me again." ”

Old Man Song laughed and said, "Wait a minute, grandpa will help you scold him." ”

Song Qingyun immediately wrinkled her nose proudly at Song Qingran.

Nanbei didn't speak, Song Qingran didn't speak, he sat quietly beside Nanbei, his hand was still on Nanbei's shoulder, a little heavy, but not a little intimate.

Song Qingyun said a good word to Old Man Song, coaxing him to smile and bend his eyes, Song Qingyun's voice was sweet: "Is Grandpa happy?"

"What do you want grandpa to buy?"

"Grandpa, I want a new car......"

Liu Fengting pretended to scold her: "Qingyun, how can you ask grandpa to buy a car?"

Grandpa Song was happy: "It's okay, grandpa can afford it, let Uncle Zhao accompany you to pick up the car tomorrow." ”

There was a lot of fun over there, Song Qinghan was sitting on the right hand side of Nanbei, he glanced at Song Qingran's hand on Nanbei's shoulder, and his smile was meaningful, he was a little close to Nanbei, so close that Nanbei could smell the faint mint smell on his body.

He lowered his voice: "Beibei, don't you feel sad, you see that grandpa hurts you, but he will still love his granddaughter the most, even if his granddaughter hurts you." ”

The eyelashes hanging down from the north and south trembled slightly, and the smile on her lips was shallow, and she couldn't see her true expression.

Song Qinghan continued: "Look, you and Qingyun, grandpa will protect Qingyun, not to mention your Qingran brother. ”

Nanbei pursed her lips a little white, quietly, and didn't say anything, as if she hadn't heard anything, but Song Qinghan knew that she had heard everything.

Song Qinghan smiled: "I'm curious, what do you like about him, do you think he will be the heir of the Song family, or the company he created outside?" He spoke without scruples, as if he didn't know that Song Qingran and him were only separated by a distance from north to south.

Song Qingran turned his head slightly, staring at Song Qinghan with dark eyes, his face was calm, but there were turbulent waves hidden in his eyes, he lowered his eyes and said to Nanbei: "Beibei, you sit on my side." ”

Nanbei's eyes paused slightly, and she agreed without hesitation, she was just about to stand up, but Song Qinghan grabbed her hand, and as soon as she used her strength, Nanbei bumped into his direction uncontrollably.

Song Qinghan moved quickly and approached the ears of the north and south.

The hot breath of his breath sprayed on his earlobe, and Nanbei pushed him down in resistance, but his next sentence made Nanbei pause.

His voice was barely low: "He's not my uncle's biological child, you know what......"

Nanbei thought that she was hallucinating, her pupils shrank, her eyelashes trembled, she raised her eyelids, and subconsciously turned her head to look at Song Qinghan.

But she forgot that the distance between her and Song Qinghan was almost close.

As soon as she raised her head like this, Song Qinghan deliberately put her lips close to her again.

If it weren't for Song Qingran dragging the north and south, they would almost kiss......

Song Qinghan's eyes were lightly raised, and he also had a little regret, stretched out his finger, as if he was going to touch the red lips of the north and south, and sighed softly: "I almost kissed it." ”

Song Qingran's face sank terribly, he hugged Nanbei into his arms, looking at Song Qinghan's gaze, with a sharp sword edge, the cold air was cold.

"Song Qinghan. ”

His movements were a little big, attracting the attention of the rest.

The old man frowned: "What are you doing?"

Song Qinghan shrugged his shoulders innocently and smiled: "It's nothing, just kidding with the north and south." He saw that the old man's brows were still tightly furrowed, and he smiled: "Grandpa, you also know, I like Beibei, it's not too much to joke, right?"

Old Man Song snorted coldly: "I didn't care about joking before, but now Beibei is Qingran's girlfriend and your brother-in-law, you keep a little distance." ”

Song Qinghan smiled.

Liu Fengting glanced at Song Qinghan with disgust: "You kid loves to run the train with his mouth full, I don't know you yet, you just treat Beibei as a sister." ”