"Do you want to try it when you ask so carefully?" Sweetheart asked, dissatisfied.

"Look at this thing from me—" Situ Qinglang shook it in his hand, "I can't get it hard." ”

"It doesn't matter if you can't get tough, you can be a little 0 like me. "Sweetheart is a good one.

"......" Situ Qinglang couldn't listen anymore, he asked hesitantly, "That's it...... ?"

"Why do you say it so bluntly, you just know it in your heart. Sweetheart said casually, "I think Qingfeng must be a little uncomfortable, he looks like it." ”

Situ Qinglang suddenly became angry, and immediately turned over unhappily: "Don't say it, I won't agree." ”

Sweetheart suddenly realized that she had said the wrong thing, she pitifully leaned behind Qing Lang, wrapped her hands around his waist, and persuaded softly: "Qing Lang, I don't think you can always manage them, after all, everyone has the right to pursue their own happiness, think about the two of us at the beginning, isn't it also Dad who is particularly opposed? You look exactly the same as Dad before now." ”

When Situ Qinglang heard this, his heart suddenly moved, and it was undeniable that the words of sweetheart went to his heart, which made him feel touched for a moment.

"Qinglang, Qinglang?" Sweetheart arched at him behind his back, "Do you think what I said makes sense?"

"Yes. Situ Qinglang replied vaguely, "Go to sleep, it's not early, and I have to go home tomorrow." ”

Sweetheart hugged his waist and coquettishly: "Then you turn around and sleep with me." ”

"Why did I sleep with you?"

"Because I have a point. Sweet replied confidently.

Situ Qinglang couldn't cry or laugh, so he had to turn around and hold her in his arms: "Okay, even if what you said makes sense, sleep, good night." ”

"Mo-da!" Sweetheart kissed him on the lips and closed her eyes contentedly.

Before I knew it, the clock had quietly passed 0 o'clock, and the troubled sweetheart had grown up a year older, and she finally had a home.

The next day, Situ Qinglang and Sweetheart got up early in the morning, Situ has many rules, lunch and dinner must be eaten at home on New Year's Day, and Sweetheart, the newly married daughter-in-law, has to go early to help.

"Qinglang, can I wear this?" Sweetheart picked and chose in the mirror and wardrobe, nervous and unable to do it.

"You can dress whatever you want, just be casual. Situ Qinglang put on a tie for himself, he was in a suit and leather shoes, and he was heroic.

It was past ten o'clock, and the little couple got into the car with the things they bought the day before, and the sweetheart asked Qinglang in the car: "Big brother, will they also come?"

"If it's nothing, of course it's coming. Situ Qinglang frowned, not wanting to mention much about the eldest brother and Su Rong.

Since Su Rong had a miscarriage last time, the husband and wife have evaporated from the world, but even if they don't evaporate, Su Rong may have to take a detour when she sees Qinglang.

The car stopped at the door of Situ's house, and Situ Qinglang got out of the car with something in one hand and a sweetheart in the other.

He pressed the doorbell, and after a while, the maid Aunt Zhang came to open the door, and the sweetheart hadn't seen Aunt Zhang for several days, and Aunt Zhang was also panicked by this well-behaved and sensible little girl.

"Come on in, wait for you later, there's a guest at home. Aunt Zhang took the things and said warmly.

Situ Qinglang paused: "Who's the guest?"

As soon as he finished speaking, He Jing, who was standing at the door wrapped in a fur coat and wool dress, said generously: "Hey, Qinglang, long time no see." ”。

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