At the beginning of the Song Dynasty, who was still gloating, he couldn't laugh anymore. She didn't have the brains to hear it anymore, Song Yunmao was planning to let Song Yanheng find a girlfriend.

Song Yanheng smiled indifferently: "I know, Aunt Zhao." ”

When I heard it, I didn't want to continue the conversation.

Song Yunmao said coldly: "If you know, take a moment to bring someone back for me to see." There is a command in the words, and there is no room for refusal.

If you really bring people back, you still have to be angry? At the beginning of the Song Dynasty, he couldn't eat, so he unconsciously poked the white rice in front of him with chopsticks, and poked a bowl of flat and full rice full of holes.

In contrast, Song Yanheng was unusually calm and replied unhurriedly: "I have just been together with her, and I haven't mentioned this matter yet." I'll talk to her when the time comes. ”

Say anything, and you won't say yes! At the beginning of the Song Dynasty, he tugged at the corners of his clothes, and his knuckles turned blue. It is impossible for her to appear in front of Song Yunmao as Song Yanheng's girlfriend.

At the dinner table, Zhao Zhilin asked Song Yanheng very gently about his girlfriend: what is her surname, what is her name, what is her family, what is her job, how old she is, etc.

Song Chu was sitting at the dinner table, and his soul was about to be dispersed by Zhao Zhilin's question. The world is big, and at this moment, only Song Yanheng knows how panicked the girl is. He pretended to be confused, and he didn't see Song Chu fidgeting, his face was calm and indifferent, and he talked happily with Zhao Zhilin about their girl.

At the beginning of the Song Dynasty, I had seen the pit father, but I had never seen the pit girl. Looking at Zhao Zhilin's happy appearance, Song Chu was angry. You're basing your happiness on your daughter's pain.

Song Chu was angry, threw away his chopsticks and ran away, still complaining in his heart that Zhao Zhilin was a lot of gossip.

I don't want to stay in the Song family longer, and I am at home with Zhou Xiyu. Song Chuchu and Zhou Xiyu went to a teahouse in front of the compound to sit and chat. Song Yanheng was still filial to Song Yunmao in the Song family.

Zhou Xiyu pinched the dim sum and asked with interest while eating: "I really didn't expect you to be able to eat with Song Yanheng and Uncle Song and Aunt Zhao as if you were nothing." At the beginning of the year, you sued me, how does it feel? Do you find it particularly exciting, it's like an underground relationship? ”

"I'm about to be pitted by my mother," Song Chuchu cried and complained to Zhou Xiyu with a sad face, "Because of Tang Yici's incident, Song Yunmao asked about Song Yanheng's feelings today." Song Yanheng was afraid that Song Yunmao would interfere in his feelings again, so he said that he had a girlfriend. ”

"Huh?" Zhou Xiyu shouted, looking at Song Chu in amazement, his eyes were round like glass beads, "You won't confess, right?" ”

Song Chuchu reluctantly stuffed a snack into Zhou Xiyu's half-open mouth, and was spit out by Zhou Xiyu, shaking Song Chu's shoulder and asking: "Say it quickly." ”

Song Chuchu waved Zhou Xiyu's hand away and asked her tiredly: "Please think about it with your brain, okay?" If Song Yunmao knew about this, would I still be able to sit here and drink tea and snacks with you? I will definitely be locked up by Song Yunmao and beaten up, right? ”

"Oh," Zhou Xiyu was obviously a little disappointed when he didn't see it as a good show, "Then what are you upset about, have your affairs been exposed?" ”

Song Chuchu held his chin with both hands, looked out the window and sighed sadly: "My mother, she asked Song Yanheng about his girlfriend after a meal." She didn't even know what my heart was like if she didn't ask. I'm about to be tortured by her. ”

"That's Aunt Zhao doesn't know," Zhou Xiyu picked up a piece of dim sum and fed it to Song Chu, "Come, eat something, let's not be sad." ”

Song Chuchu took the cake, stuffed it into his mouth, and asked nervously: "Xi Yu, what do you say Song Yunmao will do after he knows about this?" ”

Zhou Xiyu looked up at the sky, thought for a long time, and replied: "Probably, let you and Song Yanheng be separated, and then give Song Yanheng a beautiful girl, so that he and you will never see each other again in this life, and let you fend for yourself." Isn't that what is written in novels? ”

At the beginning of the year, Song Chu continued to hold his chin sadly and looked out the window at night. Zhou Xiyu said that this is the lightest punishment, right? It is also the most merciless punishment.

"But," Zhou Xiyu sat up straight and said to Song Chuchu seriously, "If you really want to be with Brother Yanheng, you have to sue Uncle Song for this matter, isn't it?" ”

Song Chu stopped talking. Even Zhou Xiyu thought of this question, how could she not think of it. At the dinner table today, Song Yanheng meant that he was also going to discuss this matter with her. In this love with an unknown future, Song Chu lost the courage to look forward, and just lowered his head and took one step at a time, avoiding the problems that he might encounter in front of him.

A sad breath drifted out, and the two little girls stopped talking. After being quiet for a while, Song Chu's mobile phone rang.

It's Song Yanheng. He came out of Song's house and was waiting at the door of the teahouse for Song Chu to go home together.

Song Chu hung up the phone, stood up and said to Zhou Xiyu: "Song Yanheng is out, I'm leaving." ”

"Okay," Zhou Xiyu waved his hand, "You go first, I'll eat two more pieces of dim sum before leaving." ”

"Don't eat so much at night." Song Chuchu took the bag and waved his hand to Zhou Xiyu and left the teahouse.

Song Yanheng's car stopped at the door, and Song Chu didn't say a word, and got into the co-pilot. The car was a little dim, and Song Chu's face looked sad in the dark light. Song Yanheng reached out and took her hand, and asked her in a low voice, "What's wrong, I don't seem to be very happy." ”

"It's nothing," Song Chuchu withdrew his hand, turned his face to the window, and said in a deep voice, "I'm sleepy, go back quickly." ”

Along the way, Song Chu didn't say a word. Song Yanheng frequently turned around to see her who was silent in the dark, and just went all the way to the house.

When he got home, Song Chu was not in a hurry to change his clothes, and sat down on the sofa in the living room. The bright light hit her mint green clothes, and the whole person was vivid and eye-catching, and she looked very comfortable.

"Song Yanheng, I don't want to tell your father about us." Song Chu opened her mouth calmly, but she was not discussing, but telling Song Yanheng her position.

Song Yanheng looked at Song Chu's serious little appearance, smiled, couldn't help but walked over and rubbed her hair twice, picked up her face and let her look at him: "If you don't want to sue sù, don't sue sù, what are you so unhappy about, it makes me nervous." ”

Song Yanheng spoke softly, and no matter how unhappy Song Chu was, he was warmed up, and he softened unconsciously: "But your father said ・・・・・・"

"Don't worry, I'm here. He's also busy, and he won't rush this matter all day long. The skin in Song Yanheng's hand was delicate and smooth, and under the light, Song Chu's clear eyes looked at him so gently, and his heart was soft, and he leaned towards Song Chu's lips when he attached himself.