Satisfied that when Song Yanheng returned to China, the old man went to Song Yanheng in person to ask for a fiancé for his baby daughter.

Song Yanheng will still be extremely glad when he thinks of that paragraph now, fortunately he left in time. Otherwise, in the UK, it is difficult to refuse others after eating so much food from the Mo family in vain.

Therefore, there is no such thing as a free lunch.

"Mo Xiaobai is drunk, where can I send it?" The girl who had just returned to the north and south of the world was now lying on the table quietly, sleeping sweetly.

Song Yanheng picked it up, and the girl leaned on him like a ball of cotton. He said to Jiang Huainan: "Go to my house." ”

Song Yanheng said the three words "go to my house", which was extremely natural. It seems that Mo Xiaobai has slept in his house countless times.

Jiang Huainan watched Song Yanheng help Mo Xiaobai out of the bar and didn't follow.

What kind of character is Song Yanheng? Jiang Huainan grew up in the same yard with him, can you know? To be honest, except for the beginning of the Song Dynasty, Jiang Huainan saw Song Yanheng for the first time to take care of other girls.

If this had been placed in the past, Jiang Huainan might have been quite happy. How much courage does it take for brother and sister to love, Jiang Huainan really doesn't want Song Yanheng to embark on this road.

But now, Song Yanheng and Song Chu haven't cleaned up yet, how can they have another one?

Jiang Huainan walked out of the bar.

Song Yanheng carried the drunk Mo Xiaobai into the car, and the drunken Mo Xiaobai, with a smile on the corner of his mouth, inadvertently rubbed in the crook of Song Yanheng's arm, and muttered softly: "Brother Yanheng." ”

Little Nizi is really cute.

Song Yanheng fastened the girl's seat belt and closed the car door. As soon as he turned around, he saw Jiang Huainan behind him.

Jiang Huainan looked at him with heavy eyes. The streets were lit with neon, and the bizarre lights flashed on his face.

"What's wrong?"

Just now, I was talking and laughing loosely. Why did you suddenly get serious?

Jiang Huainan asked him in a low voice: "Yanheng, tell me honestly, what happened to you and the beginning of the year?" ”

Song Yanheng's originally shallow face became silent for a moment. The night breeze blew and blew between the two, becoming more and more silent.

Jiang Huainan waited for a long time and didn't hear Song Yanheng's answer. I finally couldn't hold back the fire in my heart.

"Song Yanheng, in our group of people, no one has ever taken feelings as child's play! At the beginning of the year, I really liked you. If you give up on her because of the relationship between the two of you, then you really aren't as good as scum!

She pours out her heart and lungs to you, and if you are still a man, you can't ignore her. But what about you. I turned around and was with another woman. You don't want to think about what kind of days you have had since the beginning of the year?! ”

With such a scolding, Song Yanheng was strange. When did he say that he didn't want the beginning of the Song Dynasty, if he didn't want to, he would rush back to the Song family every day? Didn't he just want to see Song Chu at the beginning of the year?

"Song Yanheng, let me tell you, if you break up with the beginning of the year, a bunch of us will not forgive you!"

Jiang Huainan coldly dropped such a sentence, and looked at Mo Xiaobai, who was sleeping sweetly in the car, with deep eyes. Turned around and walked away.

This is to backing Song Chu. If the girl were here now, she would be moved to hear this. Maybe the mood will be rejuvenated.

Song Yanheng regretted that Song couldn't appear here at the beginning of the year.

These days, the sunny weather is particularly good. In the afternoon, at the beginning of the Song Dynasty, he had nothing to do, and brought the drawing board in the courtyard, and the pure gardenias blooming under the gallery.

The aunt walked out and greeted Song Chuchu with a happy face: "At the beginning of the year, you stay at home by yourself for a while, and I'll go out to buy some food." Today, Yanheng's girlfriend is coming, and I'm going to cook a few more dishes. ”

With a flick of the brush, a little emerald green was added to the outline of the sketched petals. Song Chu didn't notice it, she looked up at her aunt, and she didn't know if it was because the sun was too good, she felt that the smile on her aunt's face was a little dazzling.

Song Chu opened his mouth softly, and the words reached his ears, subtle and trance-like: "Song Yanheng's, girlfriend?" ”

"But no, Mr. and Mrs. have been talking for so long, looking forward to the stars and the moon, and finally brought them over."

Song Chu sat there, motionless. The long skirt dangled from the chair, and the wind swayed gently with the fine tassels at the end of the skirt.

Because of the arrival of Song Yanheng's girlfriend, the house suddenly became very lively. The oppressive atmosphere that has been circling the Song family in the past few days has also dissipated.

One aunt was busy cleaning, and the other was busy preparing meals.

"Sister Zhang, you go to the warehouse and bring the set of bone china tableware that someone just sent a few days ago, and use that set at night."

Zhao Zhilin came out of the room and saw Song Chu'an sitting quietly under the porch, with drawing paper spread on his legs, bowing his head and drawing seriously.

She stepped forward and said, "At the beginning of the year, Yan Heng and his girlfriend will come over soon, you should go back to the house and clean up." It's better to dress formally for the first time as a girlfriend. ”

Song Chu put down the paintbrush, stared at Zhao Zhilin with dark eyes, and said softly: "She came over, what does it have to do with me?" Why should I dress up to greet her? ”

"You kid, Yan Heng is your brother, then his girlfriend is your sister-in-law, how can it have nothing to do with you. Hurry up and get dressed in the house. ”

"It's not my brother, where is my sister-in-law?"

Zhao Zhilin was shocked, and looked at Song Chu with dilated pupils.

At the beginning of the Song Dynasty, he stood up calmly, wearing a white cotton skirt in the sun, soft and bright.

There was no superfluous expression on her face, and she turned around and returned to the house with the paper. Zhao Zhilin looked at her back and felt like she was looking at a vast white mist.

Mo Xiaobai, who loves to play pranks, got into Song Yanheng's car with joy and followed him to deceive his parents. Anyway, Song Yanheng said that he would bear all the consequences, and she only needed to be responsible for deceiving everyone.

Mo Xiaobai has never played such a big game, so he cleaned himself up, put on the costume of a little sister, and threw a cool look at Song Yanheng.

Song Yanheng grabbed Ya's hair, pulled a piece of wet wipe, and wiped Ya's face clean. threw out a skirt from the beginning of the Song Dynasty and asked her to change into it.

Therefore, Mo Xiaobai finally appeared in the courtyard of the Song family in a blue dress, long hair shawl, and plain face.

Song Chu stood under the porch, looking at the girl with big eyes, and his heart tingled inexplicably.

Song Chu recognized that the clothes on this girl's body were hers.

looked past the agile girl and looked at Song Yanheng. Song Yanheng was also looking at her.

In just a second, he staggered his gaze, looked at Song Yunmao, and began to introduce to Mo Xiaobai: "This is my father, this is Aunt Zhao, this," his gaze fell on Song Chuchu again. He looked at her and smiled lightly, his voice clear, "This is the beginning of the year, you should call her sister." ”

P.S.: Mo Xiaobai is about the driving force behind Sheng Qing's ending. It's just a driving force, it's just a driving force, it's really just a driving force. Listen to me. There is really no vicious female supporting role, and I can't design a vicious female supporting role with other personalities~~~ Song Yanheng will not have a little ambiguity with others. His peach blossom luck has ended on the last vicious female partner, Sheng Qing. (To be continued.) )