Song Zhao subconsciously shuddered.

Song Shen's fierce tone, even after a hundred years, still went deep into her bone marrow to make her feel the fear of being beaten in the ass back then.

She tentatively poked her little head out from behind her grandmother, her eyes as clear as a lake after rain, "I'll pay you double the grapes when I turn around." ”

"You can't come, I'm coming."

Song Shenhao rolled up his sleeves, his eyebrows and eyes were cold and wild, and he walked towards Song Zhao.

It's about impatience.

He stretched out his hand, hooked the back of Song Zhao's neck, and carried her in front of him like a chicken.

"Imp."

He shouted.

Song Zhao thought that he was going to be beaten again, and couldn't help but stare at the cat's eyes.

The next second,

Song Shenhao rubbed her head, her eyebrows, which had always been unruly and cold, were dyed with a touch of warmth, and when she spoke, her excited voice trembled,

"Second brother really misses you."

Song Zhao, "? ”

Song Lao Taijun, "? ”

Everyone in the hall, "? ”

All horror!

This Second Young Master Song, isn't he possessed by something dirty?

Song Zhao stood in place in a daze.

"How do you look like a stupid melon." Song Shenwei's fingertips moved down and pinched the little girl's cheek, which was quite soft. The casual tone has a kind of lazy arrogance

"Call someone?"

Song Zhao lowered his eyes and made a greeting salute, "Second cousin Wanfu." ”

Song Shenhao lowered her eyes, and her deep eyes just met her gaze.

The gaze froze for a few seconds.

The black eyes that have always been unruly hide a bit of imperceptible nostalgia.

Song Shenwei laughed lowly, "That's good." ”

To be honest, if Song Shenwei really wanted to hit her, Song Zhao wouldn't be too scared.

At this moment, Song Shenwei's attitude towards her seems to have changed compared to her previous life.

Song Zhao was a little hairy.

She whispered, "That grape ......."

Song Shenwei scratched Song Zhao's nose, "If you like to eat, how much do you want, brother will give you as much as you want, hold it and feed it." ”

Song Zhao, "......" is not necessary.

Mrs. Song was happy and patted Song Shenhao's shoulder, "Second boy, I went out for a trip, and I am a lot more sensible." ”

She almost couldn't hold back her thirsty broadsword just now.

Fortunately, Song Shenhao loved her sister and didn't make a lot of trouble like before.

Mrs. Song didn't think Song Shenwei was strange, she just thought that Song Shenwei was sensible.

Hear the words.

Song Shenhao hung his head.

A pair of eyes are as dark as ink, like the haze of a winter morning.

When I looked up again, I was full of young and frivolous wild ruffians.

He hooked the old lady's neck, not in shape, "It is said that Shibei should be impressed for three days." My father, your grandson is now alive. ”

Old Song Taijun rolled his eyes.

said that the most unpromising person in the family is Song Shenai.

It's not as serious as not being productive. It's just that Song Shenhao is too prodigal and too fun-loving.

After all, there is a prince in the family, and he also has a cousin to inherit his father's business for him.

Song Shenhao can enjoy the mountains and rivers.

It's time to talk, and it's time for lunch.

Song Yuyun and his wife were preparing for the expedition in the military camp.

Song Shenwei sped up his steps and returned home first, and the two people in the second room plus Song Jinfu's aunt were still on the way.

Therefore, there were only four people at the dinner table: Song Lao Taijun, Song Jingxian, Song Jinfu, and Song Zhao.

Song Jinfu goes out early and returns late in Dali Temple every day, and today is also to make time for Song Shenwei to eat.

After he said hello to his grandmother, he turned to talk to Song Zhao, "Little sister, are you okay in the Governor's Mansion these days?" ”