"Elopement?"

"Well, elope!" Song Shijing took a breath and recounted this absurd and uninhibited fact into her mobile phone very seriously, "Let's go now! Let's go out to avoid the limelight for the time being!"

The driver who drove Song Shijing had the corners of his eyes open, and the two guards in the same car were also a little crying and laughing. Pen Fun Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 ｉｎfo

This eldest lady's thinking is really different from ordinary people.

Mu Qian asked into his phone, "Where are you going?"

"On the way to your house. ”

Mu Qian looked at Song Ma, then at Song Ma, and then at Song Ma. Then he snapped his fingers, and the sofa carrying Mother Song disappeared on the roof of the building, disappearing out of thin air.

He sent Sha back to his house and said to his phone, "Well, I'll wait for you downstairs." ”

Confronting Song's mother and letting Song Shijing listen secretly may have some unexpected effects.

He's decided to explain it clearly.

First, the relationship between him and Song Shijing now has nothing more than friendship.

Second, it is best not to have anything to do with Kunwushan and him, and not to destroy his peaceful life.

Third, Song Ma, whether it is from status to strength level, is not qualified to throw him a bad face!

Well...... The third one, of course, is just thinking that if it is not to the extent that the sword is facing each other, he does not want to have a conflict with his friend's mother.

In principle, that's basically it, and after sorting it out, there is still a little irritability......

This is another matter, personal emotions do not change objective reality.

Lowering his arms and holding his pockets, Mu Qian's figure slowly rose and melted into the night.

Shout!

Disappeared in an instant.

A hundred cool gestures for the Demon King to hurry.

……

When she arrived downstairs in Muqian, Song Shijing realized a very serious problem.

That is, how to run by yourself with two guards?

Song Shijing pondered for half a second, then suddenly put on a fake smile, and turned her head to look at the pair of men and women sitting on the left and right beside her.

"Uncle Wang, Aunt Hao......"

"Miss, you have something to say. Uncle Wang said in the style of a European-style housekeeper, and bowed slightly to Song Shijing.

Aunt Hao gently grabbed Song Shijing's wrist.

"Uncle Wang, Aunt Hao!" Song Shijing was teary-eyed, "How can my lifelong happiness be destroyed by a domineering and dictatorial mother...... You all grew up watching me. ”

The driver of the car held the car steady, and there he fell into deep thought.

That Uncle Wang and Aunt Hao glanced at each other, they had cooperated for many years and had a tacit understanding with each other, and then they both nodded lightly.

"Lightly do it, or we won't be able to go back and explain. Uncle Wang said.

Aunt Hao took Song Shijing's little hand: "Miss, don't be deceived by men's rhetoric, you must stick to your final hurdle before you get married." ”

The final level?

Forget it, it doesn't matter!

Song Shijing glanced at the two uncles and aunts gratefully, and arcs bloomed in her palms.

The man in the driver's seat looked up at the rearview mirror with some curiosity...... This is pure lying gun.

The business car parked downstairs flashed a dazzling blue light, and Song Shijing pushed open the skylight and jumped out sensitively, rushing directly to the door of the building.

Inside the car, two demon slayers with decent strength leaned on the seats, their hair exploded, and their bodies were covered with scorched marks, which looked a little terrifying.

In fact, it was not injured, but it was a superficial article made with Song Shijing.

"Miss may be able to perform a love story that can be sung and cried. Aunt Hao's eyes were full of longing.

Uncle Wang pouted: "Ninety percent of the elopements were caught and soaked in the pig cage." ”

The driver, who was a little not very strong, lay on the steering wheel with smoke all over his body, and subconsciously muttered: "Dip in the pig cage, dip in the pig cage......"

Aunt Hao casually touched the driver's neck, and a thin line dotted into a certain acupuncture point, and the driver suddenly fell asleep, and the scars on his body began to fade slowly.

"You're still so kind," Uncle Wang sighed, "But next time, don't stimulate people's death holes, you may hang up if you can't get the strength right." ”

"You want to try?"

"You are really still so kind," Uncle Wang rubbed the tip of his nose, and then rubbed the black ash on his hand, "Sister Hao, we are almost forty years old, and we have been running around and working hard...... I'm about to retire, have you thought about the future?"

"In the future, when you get married and start a family, it's not always like this. ”

Uncle Wang smiled, a mouthful of white teeth appeared on his blackened face, "Coincidentally, I think so too, we seem to be retiring together, right?"

"Well, what's wrong?"

"Do you want to get a guy?"

"Go," Aunt Hao scolded in a low voice, "You're so casual that you don't have the slightest sense of ceremony, you're about to faint, otherwise something will really happen in a while." ”

The two of them didn't know that something had really happened at this point.

Minister Song was directly taken away, and Wen Yu, who just thought that the matter was over for the time being, was also furious, and the entire color capital entered a boiling state.

The other side.

Song Shijing was about to rush up the stairs.

Shout!

Mu Qian's figure suddenly appeared in front of Song Shijing, Song Shijing was startled, but fortunately, Mu Qian's voice was more timely.

"It's me. ”

"Whew, it's rare to see you use your power directly, it's scary. Song Shijing patted her chest, and then immediately got to the point, grabbed Mu Qian's wrist and began to climb the stairs.

He kept muttering: "My luggage is still at your house, right? Hurry up and pack your things, we'll go out and hide for a few days, and when my mother's anger is gone, it'll be fine! I've got my wallet and mobile phone back, so I don't have to worry about the funds!"

Before Mu Qian could speak, he was pulled to the door of his house by Song Shijing.

"Open the door, what are you still doing in a daze," Song Shijing clenched her small fists, "Time is pressing!"

"Actually," Mu Qian tried to be tactful, so as not to embarrass Song Shijing, "I think we have a second way." ”

"Huh?" Song Shijing didn't know why.

"Why don't you talk to your mother," Mu Qian suggested, "I don't think she's the kind of person who is unreasonable, nothing happened to us, so why should we be afraid of her scolding?"

Song Shijing complained helplessly: "Oh, you don't know my mother at all, my mother is the kind of absolute dominator, what she says to do, everyone around her must do something around her!

This idiot in front of him can still have such insight!

It's not just that he's useless except for his eyebrows, but at least he has the courage to resist his mother.

Mu Qian smiled mysteriously at the corner of his mouth, took out the key and opened the door, the room was pitch black, but at a glance he could see the new sofa by the window.

"Don't worry, just leave it to me," Mu Qian smiled calmly, "I have a way to convince your mother." ”

"What's the solution?"

Mu Qian raised his hand and clenched his fists, walked into the room and turned on the light casually.

Song Shijing walked in beside him, and when Mu Qian turned around and closed the door, Song Shijing's mouth began to open, open, and continue to open......

"Wooden ...... Wooden ......"

Song Shijing was directly frightened and speechless, pointed to the sofa in front of her and then pointed to Mu Qian, and was in a hurry for a while.

Mu Qian smiled calmly: "The initiative is always in my hands. ”

"But......" Song Shijing still didn't come to her senses.

At this moment, the door of the bedroom on the side opened, and a smell of alcohol came out, and Zhen's father walked out yawning, shouting indistinctly.

"Xiao Qian and Xiao Song are back, pour a cup of tea for Dad, hurry up, I have a headache from drinking. ”

It's not drunk.

Then, Dad Zhen looked at the woman lying on the sofa facing him a little blankly, and then looked at Mu Qian, who was standing on the side with one hand on his forehead.

Gone to the wrong home?

The son is this son, yes.

Zhen's father was also confused.