Sweetheart and Hua Chengyuan don't have much contact, so they don't actually have too much common language, Hua Chengyuan is very gentlemanly, knowledgeable, can talk about everything, and Sweetheart can't keep up with his rhythm.

The only one who is excited is Situ Qingqing, she has followed Situ Qinglang since she was a child and grew up, and she knows what Qinglang knows.

She became the only person who could talk to Hua Chengyuan, and Hua Chengyuan also had some other views on Situ Qingqing, although she looked like a vase, but in fact, there was still some connotation.

But this connotation Miss is really a bit big-tempered.

When the steak came up, Situ Qingqing immediately hid away with a napper, Ma Weiwei snorted, and said, "You just go up to the glass and stand outside." ”

"......" Situ Qingqing glanced at her angrily.

Hua Chengyuan smiled dumbly, he found that the little girl named Ma Weiwei seemed to have a very poisonous tongue and a lot of nerves.

The steak smells of black pepper, and Sweetheart is most afraid of eating steak, and her knife skills in cutting steak are not very good.

"Shall I help you?" asked Hua Chengyuan thoughtfully.

"Forget it. Ma Weiwei dragged the sweetheart's steak and cut it into small cubes by dividing it by two.

Situ Qingqing immediately said that she didn't know how to cut the steak, and she looked at Hua Chengyuan: "Brother Cheng Yuan, won't you help others cut it?"

"Good. Hua Chengyuan took it and divided the beef in an orderly manner, Ma Weiwei laughed shamefully, "At this speed, what about you when you do cow body dissection?"

Hua Chengyuan wondered why she didn't have a good impression of herself, although he didn't think he was a particularly likable character, but it was the first time that a girl was disgusted like this.

At the end of dinner, Hua Chengyuan said: "Ma Weiwei, can you leave your mobile phone number to me? If I have the chance, I really hope to learn from you again." ”

Ma Weiwei didn't nod or shake her head, just vaguely "hmm", and then reported a string of numbers.

Situ Qingqing insisted on sending Hua Chengyuan home, but Hua Chengyuan politely took a taxi back, so Situ Qingqing had to regret saying goodbye to her.

"Well, if only I could play basketball. Sitting in the car, Situ Qingqing couldn't help but sigh.

"It's the first time I've ever known that you like someone else. Ma Weiwei complained around her shoulders, "I have to say that I question your taste, this man is really ordinary, and he is not worthy of you being such a nymphomaniac." ”

"Hey, what are you doing today!" Situ Qingqing finally couldn't bear it anymore, "Ma Weiwei, you have been demolishing my platform in front of him today, I have put up with you for a long time!"

"I'm here to help you. Ma Weiwei pursed her lips, "Don't indulge in it, there will be better waiting for you in the future." ”

"I just like him! I'm serious! The two of us are very suitable! He's very handsome and has an appetite for me! Please don't embarrass me in front of him in the future!"

"Then what are you taking me to see him for?"

"You! I didn't let you meet him because of my best friend! As a result, you actually left him his mobile phone number! My best friend's boyfriend can't be played, do you know!"

"Save it, he hasn't become your boyfriend yet, and he hasn't even had a word about it, but don't worry, I don't like such a person!"

The two of you are talking to me until the end of the day, and the sweetheart is sandwiched in the middle like a sandwich cookie, and I don't know what to do. Ma Weiwei is her best friend and introducer, and Situ Qingqing is Qinglang's sister, so she had to say weakly under all kinds of embarrassment: "Don't be ...... like this"

Ma Weiwei and Situ Qingqing had an unpleasant quarrel, and Situ Qingqing threw Ma Weiwei at the door of her house and drove away. She complained in the car: "I'm really angry!

"Uh...... Don't be angry, maybe Senior Hua won't be affected by her. ”

"Don't call him Senior Hua! He won't let me call him! Obviously, this title is exclusive to you!"

Sweetheart had no choice but to swallow her saliva, not daring to speak, and a sense of discomfort under the fence arose.

Situ Qingqing returned home with his sweetheart, and met Su Rong in the living room, Su Rong immediately said, "Yo, why is sweetheart here so late?"

"My second brother is out on a mission, and my sweethearts have been living in my house recently. Situ Qing Dynasty is the explanation.

"Big**. Sweetheart nodded, counting as a greeting.

Bai Ting responded to the call, her sweetheart greeted her politely, and went to the study to say hello to Situ Zheng, and then slipped into Situ Qingqing's room early.

Situ Qingqing was still sulking, and Sweetheart really didn't understand why Hua Chengyuan could make Qingqing so obsessed, so he took a shower early and said, "Qingqing, let's sleep?"

"Yes. Situ Qingqing responded irritably, threw the pillow that Ma Weiwei gave her from the room to the door, stepped on two feet, and went to take a bath.

That night, Sweetheart slept very unsteadily, she hadn't lived in an outsider's house much, and suddenly felt thirsty in the middle of the night.

So she carefully climbed out of bed, went out of the room in a daze to fetch water, and suddenly stumbled and stepped on the pillow that Situ Qingqing threw at the door.

She finally lost her center of gravity completely and crashed into the next room, ahhhhhh

Her crow's beak was fulfilled again, and as soon as she was pressed against the door, she fell headlong into it and lay down on the floor of the room.

Sweetheart almost burst into tears, and it was already a fluke that her front teeth were still there, she rubbed herself and stood up, and suddenly noticed a dim lamp in the room, there was no one in this room, and a canvas was propped up next to the bed.

Is it a room with a breeze?

She was in a hurry to leave, Emma, she really didn't mean to break into his room by mistake!

After a sweep, she was attracted by the painting on the canvas, and she stood in a daze.

The man in the painting is ...... Clear?

Sweetheart is so familiar with Qing Lang, the eyebrows on the painting are very good, wearing a military uniform, who is not Qing Lang?

Uncontrollable under her feet, she stepped forward and stood in front of the painting to admire it carefully, she thought that there should be no second person in this house besides Qingfeng who could paint Qinglang in the oil painting so vividly.

What does he do with Qing Lang? She was eager to ask.

Even though she knew it was wrong, Sweetheart couldn't contain her curiosity and looked around the room.

Situ Qingfeng's room has the unique neatness of Situ's family, the room is almost dusty, the bedding is neatly stored in the cabinet, and all the painting tools are also neatly packed in the painting box, the lid of the box is open, obviously when the painting is being painted, Qingfeng goes out.

There was a picture book on his desk, and Sweetheart hesitated, but still stepped forward and opened it.

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Wo knows what you're thinking, but about the breeze, they only guessed half right.

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