Song Chu's face was on the side, and Song Yanheng's kiss fell on her cheek. Song Chunian pushed him away, and scolded him in a crisp voice: "You go away, I'm very annoyed and in no mood." ”

Song Yanheng fought back regardless of shame: "Aren't you in the mood when you do it?" ”

Song Chuchu turned around and glared at him, his white and tender face was slightly red: "Song Yanheng, do you want to be embarrassed?" ”

Song Yanheng, whom she knew, had been a cold and innocent son for more than 20 years, why did he suddenly become this hooligan and scoundrel?

Song Yanheng didn't feel embarrassed at all, and smiled steadily: "For you, I'm willing not to." ”

Entangled with this kind of hooligan, Song Chu knew that he was going to suffer, so he snorted coldly, and the girl left wisely.

Jiang Yunfei introduced a private job to Song Chu, who was busy spending money. The magazine to which Mr. Jiang has been contributing plans to publish a series of travel journals. One of the editors-in-chief of that magazine is Jiang Yunfei's direct senior sister, and she has a good time. Jiang Yunfei mentioned Song Chuchu to her, showed her a few photos on her mobile phone, and the editor-in-chief agreed.

Song Chu played for half a year last year and took a lot of travel photos, which happened to have this material. So I also agreed to be a supernumerary photographer for this column.

The photos are all at Song Chu's house, and they didn't move to Song Yanheng together. She was anxious, so she went back to her deserted nest that night to find her memory, so that she could bring it to Lin Yuan from the magazine office early tomorrow morning.

On the way, I picked up Song Yanheng's call. The five-good model boyfriend is busy reporting the girl's whereabouts.

"At the beginning of the year, I had a dinner tonight and didn't go home for dinner. Eat it yourself. ”

"Okay," Song Chuchu replied cheerfully, "I'm at my house now, I want to get some things, and I can't bother to cook dinner, just right." ”

"It's a coincidence," Song Yanheng said with a faint smile in his tone, "The dinner is just quite close to your house, let's go back together." ”

"Okay." Hitchhiker Song Chuchu liked it the most, "Just call me when you are over." ”

Miss Song is actually a hard-working little bee. When she got home, she found those photos, carefully categorized them, and carefully edited the pictures that she would use tomorrow. Two hours passed.

After the girl was busy, she felt hungry and was about to go downstairs to buy something to eat, when her mobile phone rang and Song Yanheng called.

Song Yanheng stood outside the car, and soon saw a green figure walking out of the corridor. He is tall and slender, with a face as bright as a peach and plum. When Song Yanheng walked in, he smelled the faint scent of roses on her body, and the complicated business on the wine table relaxed in an instant, as if a person who had been standing for a long time had been given a soft sofa.

Song Yanheng reached out and took the bag in Song Chu's hand, and with the other hand took Song Chu's hand, held her soft hand in the palm of her hand, kneaded it gently, and asked her, "Have you eaten?" ”

"Not yet, you want to eat noodles, you come with me?"

"Okay."

Song Chuchu walked forward happily, Song Yanheng tugged her, grabbed her, and said helplessly: "At the beginning of the year, can you take a look at your feet?" I don't even know if the laces are open. ”

After speaking, he went to tie Song Chu's shoes. Song Chu didn't stop at the beginning of the year, just stood quietly and asked Song Yanheng to tie it up for her.

Zhao Zhilin came over at this time. From a distance, she saw the back of Song Chu's tender green. Her own daughter naturally recognized it at a glance.

Just wanted to shout, Zhao Zhilin felt that something was wrong. When I saw my girl's feet, I was squatting to tie her baby daughter's shoes!

Zhao Zhilin's heart was full of joy for a moment, thinking that her daughter already had a boyfriend. This boy was willing to squat down to tie her girl's shoes, he must have been very good to her girl, so he was willing to do this.

"At the beginning of the year." Zhao Zhilin suppressed her excitement and screamed, ready to meet her girl's boyfriend.

Today, Song Yunmao mentioned to her that she wanted to see Song Yanheng's girlfriend, and she was still worried, but she didn't expect Jitai to come.

Zhao Zhilin's delicate face shone brightly, and the moment she saw Song Yanheng, a smile instantly froze on her face.

Song Yanheng: What is that identity? She Zhao Zhilin has come to this point, and her status is not low, with her stable relationship with Song Yunmao, she is no longer as careful in front of Song Yunmao as she was a few years ago.

But Song Yanheng has always been the one she is afraid of.

Not to mention that Song Yanheng became the Asian representative of Huanzhou Company at a young age, setting a new business record. With the heavy identity of the heir of the Song family or the grandson of the Su family, Zhao Zhilin will treat him politely.

But such a person actually leaned over to tie Song Chu's shoes.

It was as if a muffled thunder exploded in Zhao Zhilin's ears, and she felt that the whole world was chaotic for a while, for fear that things would be what she thought.

also felt that a muffled thunder exploded in his ears, as well as Song Chu. She didn't expect Zhao Zhilin to appear suddenly, and she took two steps back in a panic, wanting to turn around to defend herself, but Song Yanheng grabbed her ankle.

Song Yanheng looked up at the flustered Song Chu, his bright eyes stared at Song Chu, he was unusually calm inside, and there was no trace of confusion. His hand holding Song Chu's ankle was warm and soft, like a warm current slowly flowing into Song Chu's heart, looking at Song Yanheng like this, Song Chuchu gradually calmed down.

"At the beginning of the Song Dynasty, I didn't have the habit of stopping halfway through things. If you hadn't just worn nail polish and couldn't tie it, you thought I'd be willing to squat here and help you tie your shoes? ”

The tone is cold and cold, which is Song Yanheng's consistent style. At the end of the words, there was still a touch of impatience, it seemed that it was really difficult for the young master of Qiang Song to do this.

The laces bloom neatly on the upper under the slender fingers. Song Yanheng got up at this time, looked at Zhao Zhilin, his face was calm as usual, and he called unhurriedly: "Aunt Zhao." ”

Song Chuchu exhaled deeply, turned around, faced Zhao Zhilin as usual, and asked, "Mom, why are you here at this time?" ”

almost scared her to death, her mother was really unwilling to kill her.

Both of them faced Zhao Zhilin calmly, and there was no trace of panic. Coupled with Song Yanheng's words, Zhao Zhilin didn't believe that in just these ten seconds, Song Yanheng could come up with such a strange excuse.

So Zhao Zhilin let go of the idea churning in his heart, and interrogated Song Yanheng with suspicion: "It's so late, why haven't you gone back to rest?" ”

Song Yanheng didn't seem to think about it, and replied fluently: "There was a dinner around here at night, and on the way back, I met the beginning of the year, so I sent her back." ”

"And when was the nail polish applied?"

"I said I wouldn't let her paint it on the car, and it wasn't a convertible, so it didn't smell good. A car smells of nail polish. ”