Listening to the sweetheart's slightly raised tone, as if there was a lot of regret, Situ Qinglang suddenly felt a little tight, and unconsciously raised his eyebrows and asked, "Are you quite reluctant?"

"No. Sweetheart stuck out her tongue, "We went to have another meal at noon, and then we broke up and went back to our respective homes." ”

"You still went to dinner with him?" Situ Qinglang was unhappy, "What did you eat?"

Sweetheart snapped her fingers and began to count the names of the dishes: "Mustard dun, sesame tofu, abalone, tea shrimp, roast duck, Buddha jumping over the wall, ......"

"Beijing cuisine is quite rich. Situ Qinglang narrowed his eyes, "The two of you eat quite extravagantly." ”

"What are the two of us, of course Qingqing and Weiwei are also going, who wants to eat alone with He Jiaming. Sweetheart pouted in disgust.

Situ Qinglang heard the little irritability in her tone, and couldn't help laughing: "What's the matter, I just played someone's girlfriend, and I started to turn my face and deny it?"

Sweetheart slumped on the couch and complained while playing with her hair, "If it weren't for seeing you, I wouldn't have done this." ”

"Whose idea?"

"Brother Ma Sheng. Sweetheart lowered her voice and whispered, "Normal people who would come up with such an idea." ”

Situ Qinglang said in his heart - this bad trick is really only Ma Sheng can come up with.

"What about you?" Sweetheart pouted, "It's your turn, what you ate in the afternoon, report back to me." ”

"I took Qingqing to eat at a Hong Kong-style restaurant, and the one I took to eat before was a chain. ”

"Just the last time we went to the movies and played game consoles together?" Sweetheart asked.

"Yes. ”

"Wow. Sweetheart sighed sullenly, "It's been a long time since I've watched a movie, and it's been a long time since I've hung out with you." ”

Hearing her unhappy tone, Situ Qinglang's heart felt as if he had been stung by a bee, and he comforted him softly: "I'll make it up later." ”

"Yes!" Sweetheart soon became happy, and she said pitifully, "Uncle Longlegs, I miss you!"

The small voice tickled on the tip of his heart, Situ Qinglang had a burst of blood, and he lowered his voice and asked, "And then?"

"Then I want to ask you when I will be able to go home and stay. Sweetheart snorted, "Although Weiwei is very good to me, this is not my home after all, and I am not used to living here, I always feel ...... Not very comfortable. ”

Situ Qinglang hesitated for a moment, he would never let his sweetheart go back to that house, but he could understand the feeling of being under the fence, he thought about it and said: "Qingqing has a house in Dongcheng, which is quite close to your school, and it has been renovated, but it is empty and no one lives in it." I'll have someone clean it up for you tomorrow, so you can move there first. ”

"Qingqing's house?" Sweetheart immediately became depressed, "That's not good, it's not really different from now." ”

"The house is mine, but it fell on Qingqing's household. Situ Qinglang explained, "Either tomorrow I will ask Yan Bo to take you to go through the formalities, and the house will be transferred to your name." ”

"Don't don't don't!" Sweetheart stammered nervously, what was the matter with waving her hand to get a house at every turn! ”

Hearing the word marriage, Situ Qinglang suddenly frowned again.

How could he forget about this stubble? The future of him and his sweetheart is still hanging in the balance, is there any way to get Situ Zheng's consent without harming her?

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