When Song Song heard it, his eyes widened, and he looked at Fang Chenchu, who was about to run, "You stop me, who are you talking about!" ”

However, Fang Chenchu had already run away happily, and after running back to the room at a fast speed, he directly locked the door, causing Song Song to stand at the door and stare at himself.

It's really a headache, it's too tangled, there is no way.

So what's going on here?

Fang Chenchu must be educated!

Yang Zhenzhen held Song Song's share of pure vegetables and stood behind Song Song leisurely, "Don't think about pretending to run away, you still have to eat this vegetable, you should eat it quickly!" ”

Song Song was suddenly depressed, but he didn't expect that his acting skills were so superb that he still didn't run away.

Hehe, she really can't eat this vegetable.

"Or ...... You add some salad to it, isn't that how everyone eats it? ”

Song Song's expression on his face was even more embarrassed at this moment, "I coveted a little calorie in order to hold back the taste of the salad, so I ......"

Yang Zhenzhen was stunned for a moment, and then had a little bad premonition, "What's wrong with you?" ”

Song Song coughed dryly, looked up and down, and finally squeezed out a sentence, "I just didn't buy it, didn't you find it?" ”

“…… You're really ruthless, but I don't remember putting it in the cart? How could it not have been bought? ”

"I saw it later, so I just put it down, otherwise I can't help but do it?"

Yang Zhenzhen had nothing to say, and after giving Song Song a thumbs up, the glass basin with the vegetable salad without salad was pushed directly into her hand, and she ran faster than anyone else.

"You eat slowly, I'm back to my room, good night!"

Song Song was left alone holding an oversized vegetable and standing in place, sad and sad alone.

With such a big portion, she is really not a cow or a horse, she can't eat so much "grass", why don't you give it to Yang Fan?

Hehe, yes, isn't Yang Fan not picky when he eats?

Then she will give Yang Fan food, where did Yang Fan go? What about Yang Fan?

Song Song turned around and didn't find Yang Fan, but later remembered that this person had disappeared from the moment she started vomiting after eating "grass", this person must have done it on purpose, so he ran faster than anyone else.

Song Songsi had no choice but to stomp his feet and turn back to the room, as for this pot of grass?

Put it on the bedside table in the room as a flower viewing.

Fang Yahui, who has no plans to travel and doesn't have to go to work for the time being, can be regarded as focusing on her fans.

Especially in the face of Song Song's account having so many fans, her eyes were shining.

You know, there will always be a generation gap in age, but there is one thing that will not, that is, the heart that wants to keep up with the trend, and there will be no problem at all.

Therefore, Song Song could only follow Fang Yahui closely during this time, helping her take a few photos from time to time, and helping her refine the pictures with Yang Zhenzhen, or directly logging in to the account to circle her.

Fang Yahui looked at her rising number of fans, and she simply laughed so much that she couldn't close her jaw.

That's very gratifying.

However, day by day, in addition to three meals a day, I hold my mobile phone, or lie down and watch TV, and after a long time, I slowly feel a little boring.

On this day, Song Song just woke up from the second floor to go down to the living room, but before he reached the staircase, he heard the sound of talking downstairs.

It's nothing, but the content of the chat made her feel more energetic all of a sudden, and she was a little uncomfortable.

This voice is too similar to Fu Zhuxi's, right?

And Song Song didn't think that there could be so many coincidences, so the one who was talking now might be Fu Zhuxi, who gave Song Song a headache every day at school.

But isn't this man long overdue for giving up?

When Song Song went downstairs, he saw three people sitting on the sofa in the living room, so who could the youngest of them be if it wasn't Fu Zhuxi?

Isn't that the rhythm of doing things?

Song Song's footsteps were only slightly paused, and he walked over.

And Fang Yahui turned around when she heard the voice, and after seeing that it was Song Song who came downstairs, she hurriedly took her to have breakfast first, and by the way, she chatted about who the guest here was, and the person who had been dead set and seemed to have bad intentions.

Fu Zhuxi saw her when Song Song got downstairs, and now she was upset, wondering how this person could be here, still dressed like this, as if this was her home.

You must know that she was able to climb up to this relative, knowing that the person they were going to visit today was Fang Chenchu's house, so she tried her best to wait for several days before she could come with her, mainly because she "knew" with Fang Chenchu, and it was the relationship between classmates.

If this family knew that in fact, the relationship between her and Fang Chenchu in reality was not very good, and even a little ......

That's bad, when the time comes, you will lose face and offend people.

Therefore, we must try our best to stay away from Song Song and at the same time, we can also attract Fang Chenchu's attention.

Look at this big bieye, how luxurious, although there are only three floors, but this floor area, as well as this decoration style, is simply according to her preferences.

If she can take Song Song's place and live here, she can still get along with Fang Chenchu day and night, and then she will ......

There are many people who like to dream during the day.

Song Song sat at the dining table and glanced in the direction of the living room from time to time, and only turned her head when a plate of breakfast was placed in front of her, with an unhappy face, "Mom, is that a customer or a friend of Dad's company?" ”

Fang Yahui didn't expect that she hadn't said anything, but she was discovered by Song Song like this, but this unhappy emotion is too real, right?

"What, you know that little girl?"

Song Song took a bite of the toast fiercely, and then nodded, indicating that there is no need to know each other, the relationship is simply a simple and clear entanglement.

"Did she say a lot about ......" The rest of Song Song didn't say much, but Fang Yahui also nodded meaningfully, indicating that it was indeed like this.

"I know, but why hasn't she given up, is she so stubborn?" Then Song Song still looked a little emotionally uncalm, and muttered to himself, "It's really more difficult than Bai Yalan." ”

It's not, at least Bai Yalan has been thinking deeply about her position, and she hasn't gone too far, but this one is different, and all the tricks have been used.

Oh no, Bai Yalan caused her a lot of trouble at the time, so a rival in love or something, no matter who it is, it's very irritating.

"That little girl said that she was also a member of the student union before, and she was still the vice president, saying that she was more familiar with Fang Chenchu, is it all fake?"

As soon as Song Song's movements in his hands retracted, he shook his head at that time, saying that he couldn't say that, but the half-truths were almost the same.

"It used to be true, but then I was kicked out."