Chapter 200: Your Uncle!

Faced with Song Ruyu's answer, Song Mu was not satisfied. It's not that he can't analyze his cousin's mind through Song Ruyu's answer, but he doesn't want his cousin to regress because of her age.

"I heard that the clown of the kidnapping incident is this kid?" Song Mu suddenly asked.

"If nothing else, it should be him. Song Ruyu nodded.

Although he was full of resentment, he didn't want to hook up with the army at all. But what should be done, he is not ambiguous at all. It's kind of a man. Song Mu praised. "I kind of like this kid too. ”

"He doesn't need you to like it. Song Ruyu pursed her lips and said.

Song Mu grinned and quipped, "That's right." A man like him has to be a big beauty like you to be qualified to like him. ”

After a slight pause, Song Mu waved his hand and said, "Okay." Anyway, you just need to know your mind. If something happens at home in the future, I will be the first to jump out to support you. ”

Song Ruyu glanced at Song Mu lightly: "Go back and greet your comrades." Suddenly run out, not afraid of being scolded?"

Song Mu smiled. Nor are they spoken. But those dark eyes were full of love for this cousin.

Those who don't know think that Song Mu is a dumbfounder. But those who know Song Mu's background will know that this guy is not just a colonel. Parents are ministerial-level leaders. Even in the capital of Crouching Tiger, Hidden Dragon, it is a big man of his word.

This guy launched a ruthless attack, and few people in Sijiu City could parry it.

But people are low-key, and people don't say it.

Nothing was said all night. Tang Huan got up early in the morning and heard a silver bell-like laughter outside the door. It was Sister Liu and the big boss who were teaming up to make breakfast.

Alas, they are all women of some age. Where does a girl's heart come from?

Dong Qingqing is very solemn when he works. In private, at least when getting along with Tang Huan, he also seemed quite cold. Only when you get along with Liu Mingzhu can you show the active side of your college days.

The two teamed up to make a hearty breakfast. When Tang Huan washes up and goes out, he can just enjoy it.

He promised to accompany Grandpa Song Ruyu and morning tea last night, and he had to save some stomach. But I saw that the second daughter got up early in the morning to make breakfast, and she couldn't bear to eat it. I had to taste everything. Thumbs up and smile, "It's delicious." ”

"Guess what. Which ones were made by me and which ones were made by the big boss?" Live with a lot of charm. When I got up early in the morning, I saw that Brother Huan was a little itchy. If it weren't for the big boss, he would definitely take advantage.

"These smells are a little unfamiliar. Tang Huan pointed to a few delicate side dishes. "It must be the work of the big boss, right?"

He guessed right at once. Dong Qingqing listened to it, but it was strange and not tasteful.

What is strange is what belongs to you.

smiled, Dong Qingqing didn't keep a straight face, just shrugged his shoulders and said, "You are very familiar with the taste of Xiaoliu." ”

She said this a little sourly. Liu Mingzhu couldn't hear it, and her heart was happy.

Tang Huan on the side was happy in his heart. Weird. Did the big boss knock over the vinegar jar?

An inexplicable sense of excitement came over me. Brother Huan was almost blown up by this emotion...

It just so happened that Liu Mingzhu was about to enter the house to get some materials, and the men and women on the table glanced at each other. Tang Huan suddenly lowered his voice and said, "Big boss, don't you feel good in your heart?"

"Sour?" Dong Qingqing's heart tightened slightly, and he pouted. "Is there something wrong with your sense of smell?"

Tang Huan smiled slightly, and said seriously: "Although the taste is a little unfamiliar, I have to admit that the big boss's cooking skills are still very good." If we have a chance another day, we can have a conversation. My egg fried rice has long been the essence of it. ”

Dong Qingqing was about to refute two more sentences. But his mind turned, and he said in a low tone: "Can you not deliberately tease me in front of Xiaoliu in the future?" She is not stupid, and she has many times. Can't guess something?"

In recent days, Tang Huan has been chatting about the big boss when he has nothing to do. Although it can also be understood as a joke between friends. But Dong Qingqing, who has a ghost in his heart, really can't accept it. The guilt for Liu Mingzhu also became more and more serious.

This made Dong Qingqing's heart sink a lot. They were all about to have a nervous breakdown.

Tang Huan grinned and said, "There's nothing between us, isn't it just normal communication?"

Dong Qingqing frowned and said, "When I beg you, okay?"

"What the big boss wants, of course I am duty-bound. Tang Huan finished eating the last piece of cake, wiped off the scraps from the corners of his mouth, and said hello to Sister Liu again, and then he rushed out of the door.

Dong Qingqing, who saw Tang Huan go out, secretly thought in his heart: What a scourge.

This is the relationship between men and women. As long as you don't hate each other, you will get along more after a long time. There will always be some subtle changes. What's more, Tang Huan has tried his best to turn the tide many times and help the generals of Great Xia to fall. Contribute to Sheng Tian.

With such a capable man, who wouldn't waver?

People are not plants and trees, how can they be ruthless.

Dong Qingqing cleaned up her mixed thoughts and vowed to keep her distance from Tang Huan. You must not be ashamed of your girlfriends.

……

The appointment was made with Song Ruyu's grandfather. But it was Zheng Qing who picked him up at the airport. Tang Huan was a little puzzled in his heart, but he didn't ask.

Sister Song is a busy person after all. There are countless invitations every day, and it is impossible to have time to accompany you every time. He politely thanked Zheng Qing for picking up the car. The latter was more polite and said yes.

The sedan went to a small cottage away from the city. The environment is secluded and relatively far from the roadway. As soon as the car approached, it saw a guard with a gun standing at the gate.

At first glance, it is a high-level big guy. According to Sister Song's age, her grandfather must have retired. But there is still the treatment of the directorate. It can be seen how beautiful it was back then.

Zheng Qing led Tang Huan directly into the villa, and then met with an old man of medium stature in the restaurant on the first floor.

The old man is over 80 years old, but he is still in good spirits. There was a gleam in those eyes from time to time. Especially at the moment when I saw Tang Huan. He actually stood up and looked at Tang Huan carefully.

Tang Huan was looked at by the old man like this, but he was a little awkward. I don't know where to look. had to fall on the fried noodles on the table-

"Good. Very good. The old man sighed twice and waved his hand. "Don Jr. Come and sit. ”

"Yes, Chief. ”

Tang Huan replied very disciplinedly, and then sat down on the opposite side cautiously.

It must not be easy for big people to receive themselves.

It can't just be a simple reminiscence - the key is that Tang Huan and the old man don't know each other.

So – why?

"Listen to Song Mu, are you pursuing my granddaughter?"

Song Mu, I-fuck-you uncle!

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