"Where did you get that?" She's very different.

"A website that specializes in advertising." Feng Moran held his chin in his hand, "These designs are very simple, and there is not much money, but when you are famous, you can't pursue profits too much." ”

Her jaw almost fell to the ground: "Son, you are only eight years old, how do you feel more mature than me, you can't be..."

She struggled for a long time before she swallowed these two words.

"How unreliable parents are, how precocious children are." Feng Moran made a cup of tea and handed it to her, "Come on, I'm going to study." ”

Picking up a skill that had not been used for a long time, she was rusty but excited, and she could feel that the original owner really liked to draw.

As soon as she threw herself in, she forgot the time, and when she looked up again, it was already two o'clock in the night.

Hurriedly turned his head to look at the silent room, the light through the crack in the door had long been extinguished.

She stood up and moved her sore neck, took a shower, and lay down.

She didn't sleep long before she felt that something was wrong, as if there was a noise in the door outside, and the sound of footsteps came from far and near.

She sat up, picked up the lamp, and hid behind the door.

The door was pushed open, and she lifted the lamp and smashed it, only to hear a low voice: "Who are you and why are you in my house?" ”

My home? She immediately realized who the other party was, Song Meng's younger brother, Song Yuan, why did he come back? Isn't it abroad?

Song Yuan didn't wait for an answer, thinking that there was a thief in the house, and pinched the other party, so thin, it should be a woman, is it a female thief!

"Don't do it, I'm Li Jinjin." She hurriedly shouted, "Your sister asked me to stay here for a few days." ”

The lights were on, Song Yuan was wearing a black military uniform, stepping on Martin boots, her face was white and tender, her long eyelashes flickered, and she stared at her for a while.

Turning around, he took a piece of clothing and threw it over: "You put on your clothes first." ”

Only then did she realize that she was only wearing a white T-shirt and showing two long legs, which was really indecent.

After getting dressed, the two came to the living room, and she glanced at her son's room, but there was no movement.

This kid doesn't care about her life or death at all.

She and Song Meng are classmates, so naturally they also know Song Yuan.

This kid has been very wild since he was a child, he likes to run in the mountains every day, he likes to catch insects, and finally he learned a plant protection major, and he can't stay at home for a few days a year.

But running like this, I didn't see his face turn black, it's really talented.

"Have you seen enough?" Song Yuan raised his eyebrows.

This kid has been weird when he talked to her since he was a child.

"I don't have a place to live now, so I'll stay with you for two days." She repeated.

"You go sleep in that room."

"My son has already slept, or I'll sleep on the couch for the night."

People are under the eaves and have to bow their heads, and she squeezes out a bright smile.

"I'll stay for three days." Song Yuan dropped a sentence and got up to take a bath.

She hurriedly put the pillow and quilt on the sofa, listened to Song Yuan enter the bedroom after taking a bath, smelled the aroma of shower liquid in her nose, her eyelids were heavy, and she fell asleep with peace of mind.

A cold hand touched her face: "Get up, Mom!" ”

When she opened her eyes, the aroma of fried eggs came, and she sniffed: "What time is it..."

"It's nine o'clock, still sleeping!" Ran Ran pinched her face: "Uncle has made breakfast, and you haven't gotten up yet." ”

Uncle? Breakfast? She suddenly remembered what happened last night, and she was extremely sober in an instant, her son wouldn't misunderstand!