Sunny talked to Sheng Xuan in the room for a while, and then went to the kitchen.

Sheng Linglan was almost fried in the original dish, but Jiaoyang suddenly came back, so she added two more dishes that Jiaoyang loved to eat.

Jiaoyang walked over, hugged Sheng Linglan's waist from behind, sniffed hard, and exclaimed: "It's so fragrant, I'm going to drool!"

Sheng Linglan glanced at her, "Didn't you let you rest for a while?"

"Two hours of flight, and not tired. Jiaoyang let go of Sheng Linglan and took a piece of braised pork ribs with chopsticks, "Well, sure enough, the braised pork ribs made by Ms. Sheng are the best!"

Jiaoyang gave a thumbs up and praised without hesitation.

Sheng Linglan couldn't help but smile when she saw her funny expression, stared at her for a while, and said, "I'm thin again, haven't you eaten well recently?"

"No?" Sunny looked at himself, "I still think I'm fat!"

Sheng Linglan glanced at her, "With your thin arms and legs, the wind can blow it away, and you're fat!"

Jiaoyang smiled and leaned on Sheng Linglan's shoulder to be coquettish.

Sheng Linglan stir-fried the small fried meat in the pot and said with concern: "Did you encounter something unpleasant at work?"

After leaving home at the age of nineteen, Ling Lan was rarely as sticky as he was when he was a child, and he would not come back quietly.

As soon as the sun entered the door, Sheng Linglan saw something going on.

Jiaoyang said lightly: "It's nothing, just a little tired." ”

"When you're tired, take a break and relax. ”

"No, I can't. Jiaoyang said thoughtfully: "Mom, if I stop, I don't know what else I can do, I don't have a degree and I don't have a plan, if I quit the entertainment industry, what will I use to support myself and my family? Now even an assistant and makeup artist are college diplomas." ”

Sheng Linglan asked, "Do you regret it?"

Jiaoyang shook his head and said with a light smile: "I have survived the hardest time, what else is there to regret." ”

Sheng Linglan said: "Isn't there an adult self-examination mother now?

"Am I crazy?" Jiaoyang looked at Sheng Linglan funny, "Mom, do you think I'm the one who reads?"

Sheng Linglan glanced at her, "Didn't you also get a line in the college entrance examination?"

The smile on Sun's face faded.

Yes, she was also admitted.

After a while, the sun said proudly, "That's because I had a secret weapon at that time!"

Sheng Linglan looked at her again, her eyes suddenly flickered from Jiaoyang's neck, and she looked at Jiaoyang meaningfully: "Are you in love?"

The sun chuckled in his heart, "Huh?"

Sheng Linglan's eyes fell on the dark red on the back of the neck of the scorching sun, and the scorching sun subconsciously touched it, then avoided Sheng Linglan's gaze, pursed her lips and did not answer.

Sheng Linglan came back to her senses, put out the fire, put the fried pork on the plate, and asked casually, "Is it my father?"

Knowing the daughter Mo Ruomu.

Jiaoyang has also been in the entertainment industry for several years, although there are often various scandals in the past, Sheng Linglan knows very well that Jiaoyang has never taken those scandal objects to heart.

After so many years, if you don't still think about your father, how can you always be alone in the complex entertainment industry.

"Sheng Xuan, come and play games with me!"

In the living room, Feng Panpan, who was on the sofa, beckoned to Sheng Xuan, who was standing at the door of the kitchen.

Sheng Xuan made a "shhhh

"Sheng Xuan, were you eavesdropping on your mother and sister just now?" Feng Panpan smiled at Sheng Xuan.

Sheng Xuan saw her expression, she knew what she wanted, and said crisply: "Sealing money, I will give you ice cream and cakes for the next month." ”

"Poon!" Feng Panpan smacked a gorgeous face, "Brother, you are so good!"

Sheng Xuan looked at Feng Panpan and muttered in her heart.

I'm not your brother.

Jiaoyang has been lying at home for two days, and when she is bored, she is in three rows with Sheng Xuan and Feng Panpan, but she and Feng Panpan are both pits, even if Sheng Xuan is powerful, it is inevitable that there will be times when she misses.

On Thursday, Jiaoyang went to the No. 1 Middle School in City C, where he spent six years of high school.

It's summer vacation, the school gate is closed and won't let in, the sun touched the back of the school, kicked the wall three or two times and climbed in, she clapped her hands, and then looked at her alma mater after a long absence.

After graduating from high school, she never returned.

The first time I intersected with Guan Yu, it was on this wall.

That day, she had been studying late and went out for a drink with a few friends, and when she came back, it was almost eleven o'clock, and the school gate was closed.

So she had to climb over the wall.

Climbing over the wall is a common thing for her, but she didn't expect that when she came in from outside the wall, she would meet Qin Yu, who had just returned to the dormitory from the classroom.

At that time, she and Qin Yu were not in the same class.

Qin Yu's class was the best, while her class was the worst.

Although they don't have much to do with each other, Bright Sun knows him.

Every time the school needs a student representative to give a speech or something, he can be seen on stage.

He was wearing a washed white blue and white school uniform, his figure was thin and straight, and his appearance was clear and handsome, with a kind of coldness.

Qin Yu didn't expect someone to suddenly jump in from outside the wall, so he stopped on the spot, with a hint of surprise in his cold eyes.

Sixteen-year-old Jiaoyang, who was seen for the first time, turned red-faced, and then fiercely dropped a sentence "You dare to tell the teacher, I can't beat you to death", and fled.

After that time, it seemed that no matter where the sun was, he could meet Qin Yu.

Stairwells, hallways, playgrounds, and even access to the restroom are not immune.

Thinking of those past events, Jiaoyang couldn't help laughing, he was really stupid at that time.

Where are so many coincidences, it is clear that she met him, so she habitually looks for him in the crowd.

Sunny went to the playground first, sat on the steps, and his eyes moved along the runway.

Qin Yu is not keen on basketball and football, which boys love, his way of exercise is running, along the outermost circle of the playground, except for wind and rain, thunder and thunder have to run for 45 minutes a day.

The sun didn't like to run, so he sat on the steps and watched him run.

When he finished running, he graciously handed over a bottle of water and tissues, but each time, he simply ignored it and turned to leave.

Tsundere is dead!

Sunny sat on the steps of the playground for a few minutes, then went to their classroom, which was now marked with the second year of high school (Class 1) at the door, the door was locked, and Sunny could only look through the window.

In the second semester of her sophomore year, she transferred to Qin Yu's class, and Qin Yu's tablemate, who was both soft and hard, switched places with her.

Sima Zhao's heart is well known to passers-by.

Although Qin Yu is indifferent, he is very literate and will not deliberately target anyone.

But she is the only one, Qin Yu has never given a good face.

But she still relentlessly used her hot face to stick to his cold ass.

Of course, she has a very bad temper and has little patience, once she is provoked, Qin Yu will not be happy.

She did a lot of things that disgusted Qin Yu.

Sometimes the memory is really strange, she often wants to recall the bits and pieces of her encounter with Qin over the years, but no matter how she thinks about it, she can remember very little.

But today, wherever she walked to the school, she seemed to be able to remember some things related to Qin Yu.

When Sheng Linglan called, Jiaoyang realized that it was a little late.

The sun returned the same way, and when I got home, there was a lot of laughter inside, and it was very lively.

"The sun is back!" said Feng Jianhua's mother.

Jiaoyang changed his shoes and greeted with a smile: "Grandparents, aunts and uncles." ”

The sofa was full of people, two old men were Feng Jianhua's parents, and two middle-aged men and women were Feng Jianhua's sister and brother-in-law.

Sheng Linglan and Feng Jianhua were busy with dinner in the kitchen.

Feng's father was holding Feng Panpan, and Feng's mother was holding a cake in her hand, feeding Feng Panpan, and the smile on her face was extremely kind.

Feng Jianhua's sister and brother-in-law also held their youngest son in their arms.

Sheng Xuan sat alone in the corner of the sofa, quietly watching TV.

Jiaoyang endured the sadness, walked to Sheng Xuan's side, and pulled Sheng Xuan's neck into his arms.