The car quickly stopped on the side of the road, Tang Long did not get out of the car immediately, and for the first time he looked back at Song Xijun.

"Why?"

"If you want to go home and retire, go early! I don't need someone to be suspicious. If you suspect me, or I suspect you, it's not a good way to cooperate! I don't care about people who aren't here. ”

Tang Long was stunned for a few seconds. "Understood!" and then he slowly opened the door, paused for two seconds, and finally stepped out of the door.

Song Xijun didn't stop, and as soon as the car door was closed, he said to Ah Quan: "Let's go!"

Ah Quan opened his mouth and closed it again, just drive seriously.

Song Xijun leaned on the backrest, his mind was very uneasy. Why did Grandpa shield that Gao Hua? How did Grandpa know about Gao Hua so quickly?

These questions are difficult for Song Xijun to explain. He didn't have a clue when he thought about it, but it gave him a headache.

But when he arrived at the flower market, Song Xijun's head hurt even more.

The flower market is brightly lit and full of laughter!

Colored lanterns and balloons were hung all the way to the gate? And not only were there many people, but as soon as he entered the gate, he heard the sound of swaying? Is this an illusion?

No, absolutely not, because he saw it. Wagging his tail ran towards him, followed by Waki. A bunting ribbon was wrapped around his dangling head. It spun around every few steps, trying to get the bunting off, but it never succeeded, and it tripped over itself.

Oh my God! What is the situation? He wants to meet his little woman quickly, and wants to spend time with his little woman! Is such a simple wish so difficult to fulfill? For a moment he suddenly felt so wronged!

Others fall in love sweetly, but what about him? Ever since he met this little woman, he never stopped. I didn't spend a few days together. God knows how careful he was for so many days. I didn't even dare to make a phone call, let alone come to see her! Finally, today's matter is over, and the press conference is open. But his little woman can't belong to him alone, and his mood can be imagined.

Song Xijun sighed, but still directly accepted his fate. He squatted down and removed the strip of colored flags from his head! Dang rubbed hard against his legs, completely flattering.

Song Xijun looked up again, and he saw her little woman standing by the door looking at him with a smile.

In an instant, the grievances dissipated without a trace!

But all the time the arm appeared in an instant, and pulled away her little woman. His little woman smiled and beckoned to him as she stepped away, as if to ask him to hurry over. He seemed to be a stunned young man who had been encouraged, and immediately rushed forward with a single lunge. But where is the little woman on the first floor?

Song Xijun's gaze wandered in the hall, then the fitness rooms on both sides, and soon he was on the second floor, then the third floor. When there was no third floor, he panicked a little. He quickly searched the fourth floor, but there was still no more.

"Wei Dong, where is Wen Qingshui?" Song Xijun shouted as he ran downstairs. There was an unprecedented urgency in his voice.

It's impossible, this is his territory, he saw her just now, she can't be taken away!

He tried to convince himself. But when he reached the first floor, his voice changed, his face turned white, and he was sweating!

"Wei Dong!" he shouted eagerly.

Wen Qingshui saw his appearance and hurriedly got out of the crowd.

"I'm here! I'm sorry, I'm here!

Wen Qing sold those coaxing little girls in minutes.

"It's not authentic! was pulled behind by Tang Bowen. Then I heard him say embarrassedly: "Everyone is tired of playing today, how about we go eat something? Right?"

"Let's go, I'm hungry for a long time!" There was something delicious, Zhang Haoxue was the first to respond, completely unaware that someone's anger was about to burn her.

She didn't know, Tang Bowen knew. didn't care about others, he directly pulled Zhang Haoxue and ran. didn't give Song Xijun a chance to get angry.

Gao Yi and Ning Qinglan also smiled and walked out.

"You're not going?" Gao Bing glanced at Wei Dong.

"No, I still have something!" Wei Dong said in a low voice.

Gao Bing wanted to say something, but was dragged away by Li Junya.

Liu Mei looked at Chen Feng. Chen Feng shrugged his shoulders and walked out! Liu Mei didn't care. She patted Wei Dong on the shoulder, put it against his ear and said, "What's the matter with you? What are you hiding?"

One sentence made Wei Dong's face red for a while, and white for a while.

This scene happened to be seen by Chen Feng, who walked to the door and turned around. Chen Feng was a little stunned. Raising an eyebrow, he turned and walked out. And Liu Mei didn't notice anything and entered the boxing room.

Wei Dong was still stunned, and found that he was the only one left in the hall except for Song Xijun and Wen Qingshui. And those two people have embraced each other as if he were transparent. He looked left and right, and felt that he was indeed a superfluous person, very boring. Only to turn around and go into his cabin.

He had never felt anything in his hut before. But at this moment, looking at those keyboards and all kinds of square box instruments, as well as dense wires, he felt cold here for the first time, without a little human touch.

Song Xijun hugged Wen Qingshui and gradually calmed down.

Just now, Wen Qingshui felt his heart pounding because of fear.

"I'm sorry I didn't stop their little pranks! I didn't expect you to worry so much!"

"Silly girl, I don't blame you, I just don't scare me anymore!"

"I see, have you eaten, are you hungry?"

"I'm hungry, but I don't want to be separated from you!"

"Giggles!" Wen Qingshui smiled. "Why are you more clingy than a shake?"

"You say I'm a dog?"

"How's that? good, little milk dog, take you to eat something delicious!"

The two of them are simply sweet. But happily there is much more to it than that, one after the other. Wen Qingshui's mother came back, and when she called Wen Qingshui, her voice was very excited. The old man was very happy.

When Wen Qingshui answered the phone, Song Xijun leaned on her. Seeing his little woman happy from time to time, he also felt happy in his heart. As long as she's happy. He had to do everything he could to protect her happiness.

The two of them moved from the hall to the simple kitchen as if they were conjoined people.

After all this time, the flower market is becoming more and more like home, and the facilities are becoming more and more complete.

In the beginning, there was almost no kitchen here. But in order to avoid arousing suspicion, only a few people can order takeout, and the rest have to eat the meals that everyone takes turns cooking. Later, as things became clearer, everyone's appetite became better and better, and takeout became less and less popular.