It is worth mentioning that when Su Cong was about to leave the commercial performance venue, Huo Yuan and Zhang Xinyu actually took the initiative to come up and make an appointment with Su Cong for dinner. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info

However, Su Cong politely refused, especially for Zhang Xinyu, a woman, who didn't have a good impression at a glance.

After saying goodbye to everyone one by one, Su Cong finally came out of the villa.

When Su Cong saw Long Xuan for the first time, he immediately noticed the gauze in her hand, and wanted to ask, but was directly avoided by Long Xuan, as if he regarded Su Cong as a stranger.

Su Cong couldn't say anything.

The thing about the glow-in-the-dark before was so weird that he didn't figure it out after thinking about it for a long time, his pocket was indeed scratched by a sharp object, and it seemed like he was frantically looking for something.

Just ask who in this villa has the ability to steal his things, others Su Cong doesn't know, but Long Xuan does have this ability.

But where did the wound on her hand come from?

Along the way, Xia Xueqian curiously asked what happened, this thing was also curious, and that thing was also curious.

Su Cong had no choice but to tell the story that he wrote a song for Yi Su'er and was angry with Aunt Lan for writing a golden song in twenty minutes.

"What, to insult music like this, don't you know that music has become a necessity now? ”

"Wow, Brother Su Cong is so powerful, he can actually write a golden song in twenty minutes, if those big names in the music world know, I guess I will have to cry to death, right?

Su Cong also quickly shook his head, and told the matter of the night light again, when he said these things before, Long Xuan in the back had no expression on his face, and he looked extremely indifferent.

But when Su Cong said that the night light seemed to be something that had been stolen, and then glanced back at Long Xuan, he found that her originally cold pretty face had a hint of unnaturalness, but it quickly disappeared again.

Su Cong saw all this in his eyes and continued to look at Xia Xueqian's happy appearance.

After all, the last time Su Cong was framed together, the night light was very fierce in the early stage, especially his fans were all extremely unqualified and narrow-minded.

Hearing the night light is crazy, how can this not make Xia Xueqian happy, she feels that God really opened her eyes, otherwise how could she do such a good thing.

The day's itinerary finally ended, and Su Cong invited Xia Xueqian to go home for dinner together, but it was canceled because Xia Xueqian had something to do temporarily, leaving Su Cong and Long Xuan behind.

Su Cong didn't say anything, silently opened the door, Long Xuan watched from behind, silently hid his hand behind him, and removed the white gauze, obviously a little flustered.

When Su Cong was about to open the door, the door was opened directly from the inside.

"You're back, Yingying, why have you been running with Su Cong for a day, you must be tired, come in and take a rest." ”

As soon as I opened the door from the inside, I heard Zhao Xiaoning's familiar homely voice, and it sounded very cordial and comfortable.

"Ah, Auntie, no, I'm not tired, I've been playing there. ”

Long Xuan smiled embarrassedly, his hands hidden behind his back, and his delicate body looked a little stiff.

"She's been playing, she hasn't done anything, Mom, why are you so good to her, go in, where is my dad?"

Su Cong also asked with a look of great anticipation.

As soon as he heard Su Cong talk about Su Xinbao, Zhao Xiaoning's face was full of helplessness.

"Your dad was really taken into the ditch by you, and today he locked himself in the study all day, and when he was eating, he was talking to me about what not to bully the poor boy, I said that you want to be shameless, your son is an adult, and you are still a teenager......"

"Poof~"

Su Cong almost didn't laugh, his own old man was too interesting, even Long Xuan, who didn't know anything, also laughed together, but he didn't have a good face for Su Cong, in his opinion, since he felt that he hadn't done anything, he hadn't done anything.

After entering the house, Zhao Xiaoning immediately pulled Long Xuan to chat about family life, and actually directly told Long Xuan about the TV series he watched today, as well as who in the family next door, who wanted to introduce his daughter to Su Cong.

Su Cong saw that the two of them couldn't finish chatting about the topic, and he felt that there was nothing wrong with him, so he threw down his coat and directly threw away a sentence.

"Mom, I'll go up and see my dad, that, don't let Long Xuan cook today, work hard, it's okay to have a few fewer dishes." ”

"Why?"

Long Xuan looked unconvinced, and glared at Su Cong secretly, although she felt that she was cared for, but this sudden concern made her feel very uncomfortable, and even inexplicably felt a little repulsed.

"If I tell you not to do it, you won't do it, because you make a ...... It's hard to eat. ”

After Su Cong said a word mercilessly, he went upstairs directly.

Leaving Long Xuan alone downstairs to get angry and lose her temper, it is true that now that Zhao Xiaoning is appeased here, she can't lose her temper at all.

"Silly girl, our family Su Cong, it must not be that you cook unpalatable, he has been this stinky temper since he was a child, he is very stubborn, don't take it to heart. ”

Zhao Xiaoning habitually helped his son explain.

"How can it be, Auntie, I won't be angry, don't listen to him tonight, I can. ”

Long Xuan showed a bright smile, which looked very inconsistent with her previous temperament, just like the girl next door.

"Don't, don't...... The little worm has said, how can I not listen to my son......

Long Xuan was speechless directly, feeling that she hated Su Cong to death in her heart, but thinking of the hot pain in her hand, she didn't choose to insist anymore.

……

When Su Cong walked upstairs, he heard a crackling keyboard knock in the study, and it was unusually loud.

Su Cong also felt that this was crazy, did his old man want to break the keyboard? It was so sharp, could it be that he had completely adapted to the current rhythm?

As soon as he opened the door, he heard Su Xinbao's extremely impatient voice.

"Xiao Ning, how many times have I said it, don't call me if my son doesn't come back! I'm creating! Do you know about creating? I'm not accepting any interruptions! The article is made by nature, and the clever hand is even good, if you interrupt me and suddenly can't get it, what will you let me do?"

Su Xinbao directly scolded his head and face, because he was now writing according to the back of the plot, basically racking his brains to write, and just wrote the most critical place where Xiao Yan asked Xun'er to borrow money, he was thinking about how to speak, how did he know that the door was suddenly pushed open.

(To be continued.) )