Hearing Fan Bingbing call this middle-aged beautiful woman mother, Song Zheng only felt nervous for no reason, and it felt like it was exactly the same when he saw Lin Ma for the first time, especially the way Fan Ma looked at him, which made him feel half of his body wooden. Pen, fun, and www.biquge.info

Isn't it time to say hello!

Song Zheng's brain reaction was a little slow at this time, he always felt that this situation was familiar, it felt very weird, and he was stunned for a long time, but Fan Bingbing gave him an elbow, and he reacted, and subconsciously said: "Auntie!

After Song Zheng finished speaking, he felt that his tone was a little problematic, looking at Fan's mother's face, which was as black as the bottom of the pot.

Fan Bingbing's face turned red, and Song Zheng's tone was too much like what his new aunt looked like when he first came to the door.

"If you don't stay at home, where are you going crazy!" Fan's mother was criticizing her mouth.

Song Zheng looked at Fan Bingbing and couldn't help but sympathize, although Mother Lin treated Lin Xinru similarly, she could still feel the care for her daughter to some extent, but Mother Fan was different, looking at that expression and listening to that tone, it was like treating a class enemy.

"I said, I can't get on it yet!

When Song Zheng heard this, he turned around, and then remembered that they were still followed by two porters from the Furniture City, a large mattress, inclined across the stairs, although it was not very heavy, but the problem was that the balance of this thing was really difficult to master, and both of them turned red.

Song Zheng hurriedly said: "Yo! I'm sorry, that one is on ~~~~~!?"

Song Zheng's tone was not very sure, the key was that there was a door god standing at the door above.

Fan Bingbing hurriedly went up, grabbed Fan's mother's arm, and said, "Mom, you go into the house first, and then talk about it when you enter the house, you can't let the master hold it all the time!"

Fan's mother didn't speak, just moved away a little, Song Zheng hurriedly beckoned, the two porters went up, Fan Bingbing opened the door, the mattress finally entered the house, and it was placed, and the two porters also noticed that the atmosphere was not ok, so they hurriedly left.

Song Zheng originally wanted to leave, but Fan's mother's eyes had locked on him, and it was not for him to let him go, nor was he to stay, he felt that it was called awkward, and the atmosphere was called weird.

"Mom, why are you here!?" When Fan Bingbing saw Fan's mother, he was still very happy, but as soon as he saw Fan's mother's face, he immediately extinguished the thought of stepping forward to be coquettish, and stood aside honestly, although he didn't know what was wrong with him, but the experience he had accumulated since childhood, at this time, pretending to be cowardly must be right.

After Fan's mother entered the door, she first looked at the environment and said, "Why am I here? If I don't come again, shouldn't you go to the room!?"

Fan Bingbing said with a hippie smile: "What kind of room do I go to! You too, don't come and say hello to me in advance!"

Fan's mother glared at Fan Bingbing, then glanced at Song Zheng, and said in an unkind tone: "I'll say hello so that you can prepare in advance, isn't it, if I don't attack suddenly, can I see the truth?"

Fan Bingbing couldn't help but be a little confused: "What is true, what is fake! I let you say that you are confused, by the way, you come to me, what should my brother do!?"

Fan Bingbing also has a younger brother, she also told Song Zheng before, but when she mentioned this younger brother, she seemed to be very ashamed, and Song Zheng could understand this, after all, anyone is almost twenty, and it is not a very happy thing to let his parents make a younger brother for him.

It's like all the children in the world, no one wants to admit that their parents have done that, but they have to admit that they have done it at least once, otherwise, where did they come from?

Therefore, the birth of Fan Xiaodi made Fan Bingbing extremely sure that his parents had violated the law one more time in addition to the time when they made it out, which made her feel ashamed in front of her friends.

I'm so old, and I don't know how to make my daughter's face.

As soon as Fan Bingbing finished speaking, he heard a knock on the door, Fan Bingbing hurriedly went to open the door, and as soon as the door opened, he was pleasantly surprised: "Dad! You are here too! ~~~~~~ just now."

Fan's mother chased after her and slapped Fan Bingbing on the back: "It's not that you are running outside, we can't get into the house when we come, it's still so cold, your father and your brother are staying in the taxi!"

Dad Fan handed over Brother Fan to Mother Fan and said, "I saw you coming up with things and calling you, but you didn't hear it!"

After Dad Fan finished speaking, he looked at Song Zheng, and his eyes couldn't help but light up: "You are ~~~~~~ Song Zheng!"

Song Zheng hurriedly greeted: "Hello uncle! I am Song Zheng, and I am friends with the soldiers!"

Dad Fan smiled mysteriously and said, "Oh! I heard Bingbing mention it, Bingbing is in Yanjing thanks to you for taking care of it!"

"Huh?" Song Zheng listened, feeling a little confused, what Dad Fan said, how can it be a bit of a no-brainer!

Song Zheng couldn't help but look at Fan Bingbing, girl, did you say anything strange to your father and queen mother?

Fan Bingbing didn't look at Song Zheng either, his eyes dodged, and he wanted to divert the topic: "Mom, Dad, you must be tired, or go into the house to rest, the mattress I just bought is very good!"

Fan's mother pulled Fan Bingbing's hand away and said, "Rest and rest! Let's make it clear first!"

Song Zheng felt that the atmosphere in the house was getting more and more weird, and felt that if he stayed any longer, he would have to make a big mess, besides, he had bought all the things that should be bought, and the remaining toothpaste, toothbrushes or something, Fan Bingbing could handle it alone, and besides, everyone's parents were here, so what kind of business would he do if he followed the mixing!

Lin Xinru explained to take care of Fan Bingbing, Song Zheng felt that taking care of him like this should be regarded as completing the task, and when Lin Xinru came back, he would be able to make a difference.

"What, uncle, aunt! I won't stay, I still have some things at home, so I'll go back first, and I'll put you in place when I have time!"

Again!

Song Zheng never wanted to see Fan's mother's black face again, and he never wanted to be good again.

After Song Zheng finished speaking, he didn't care about Fan Bingbing's little eyes for help, he went out directly, ran away, and when he went out, he also felt Fan's mother's knife-like gaze stuck to his back.

Fan Bingbing saw that Song Zheng had run away, and hurriedly chased after him.

When Fan's mother saw it, she burst into tears: "Why are you going!?"

Fan Bingbing hurriedly said: "I~~~ I'm going to send it to someone!"

Fan's mother had a cold face and said, "Send it, you explain it to us first, and then send it!" Close the door!"

Fan's father looked embarrassed: "The child has also grown up~~~~~"

Fan's mother glared: "Close the door!"

Dad Fan didn't dare to squeak anymore, so he hurriedly went over and closed the door.

When Fan Bingbing heard the sound of the door closing, he immediately realized that something was wrong!