It's not that he can't say that he can't see this little woman, it's that he doesn't want to see her!

The two confronted each other at this time, glaring at each other, neither of them would give in, no one was willing to give in, but Song Qingyi had already begun to regret it again......

This is an iron-blooded general who kills people without blinking, why doesn't she have a long memory, and she can't help it back?

On the side, Su Xiaowan was already completely dumbfounded.

There are too many things she can't think of today, one of which is that her sister-in-law, who has always been gentle and gentle, will also lose her temper and have sharp teeth.

And Wu Yong is an outsider, so naturally it is difficult to talk and persuade anything at the moment.

As a result, the room fell into a rare eerie silence......

After another half an hour, Song Qingyi finally moved first, took a step forward, and looked at Su Jianwen with a cautious face, as if he wanted to go out to do something, just when Su Wanwen stretched his whole body, thinking that the little woman was going to go out and put down her head to apologize to him, Song Qingyi's words below made him almost jump out of the wheelchair!

"Since the eldest brother doesn't look down on this red, then this wheelchair should also be invisible, Lao Wu, please take a hand and move my precious eldest brother from the wheelchair, you can take this wheelchair back, give me a bonus every month after that, and I will keep it for myself!" Song Qingyi tilted his head slightly, a little nervous, and said with a full momentum.

Su Wanwen widened his narrow phoenix eyes in disbelief, staring at Song Qingyi deadly, and his hands squeezed the armrests of the wheelchair violently, showing a strict defensive posture all over his body, as if he intended to use this to explain his position against her proposal, but he didn't intend to say even a word of surrender and defeat.

Wu Yong, who had watched the excitement for a long time, showed a smile that was not too big at this time: "No problem, Master Su, then offend!" ”

Do you want him to leave the chair he just sat in hot?

Su gradually heard that Wu Yong came to him step by step, but his expression was very arrogant.

Wheelchair he wanted.

Face, he wants it too.

It was at this time that Su gradually heard that Fang Cai's unbelievable panic seemed to be just an illusion, and only turned to sit in a domineering posture, his obsidian-like eyes looked at Song Qingyi coldly, and then looked at Wu Yong, who had already walked in front of him, and said in a gorgeous and cold voice: "When did I say that I can't look down on this wheelchair?" ”

"Then this ......" Wu Yong obviously didn't expect Su Yanwen to react like this, and he didn't know how to deal with it all of a sudden.

Song Qingyi took a step forward: "Then what do you mean?" ”

Su Yanwen looked at her directly: "One component of red is too little." ”

Song Qingyi was already a little unbearable: "What does it have to do with you?" ”

"Since this chair was made for me, of course I have to say something." Su Yanwen actually just said it casually, but when he said it suddenly, he himself seemed to suddenly understand something, and the whole person was unconsciously proud, "The chair you made for me, can't I still express my opinion?" ”

If he could move his legs, he would be shaking by now.

Song Qingyi didn't know why, his cheeks suddenly turned red, and he lowered his head inexplicably, no longer having the courage to confront Su Yanwen.

But the problem is, she just wanted to curry favor with this powerful general in the future, why did this pass in his mouth with a bit of shame?

Su Yanwen didn't know that she was ashamed.

Seeing her bow her head, she only thought that she was soft, and her heart was suddenly satisfied, so she looked at Wu Yong again, and said with a smile: "It's still the same sentence, one ingredient is too little, don't bully my brother and daughter-in-law into being young and ignorant, we have to discuss this dividend matter more carefully." ”

"Okay." Although Wu Yong didn't understand Song Qingyi's defection, his attitude on the issue of dividends was very generous, these days because of that drawing, for him, more and more he felt that it was priceless, not a matter that silver two could be taken care of, at this time he smiled open-mindedly, "What do you say is a discussion method?" ”

"Did you bring the drawings? Show it to me. Su gradually heard it.

"Are you okay?" Wu Yong asked, but he asked for Song Qingyi's opinion, obviously not believing Su Wanwen's request.

Su gradually couldn't help but narrow his eyes.

Song Qingyi raised her head when she heard this, and met Shangsu Yanwen's somewhat oppressive gaze, but she still didn't dare to look at him anymore, she only nodded at Wu Yong indiscriminately, and then lowered her eyes again, treating herself as an outsider and not caring about herself.

And Wu Yong carefully took out the drawings he was carrying from a fine kraft cloth bag, opened it, and confirmed that the drawings were not broken at all, and then handed them to Su Yiwen with some reluctance with both hands, and in the other party's somewhat impatient frowning, he still specially instructed: "This paper is thin, just this one, you can read it leisurely." ”

Naturally, it was in exchange for Su Yanwen's glare.

He pursed his lips nonchalantly as he watched the drawings reach the man.

Su Yanwen took the paper, but he was cautious, and then looked at it carefully, and at this time, Song Qingyi dared to quietly raise his head to look at his expression.

I saw that he went from being careless at the beginning, to frowning slightly, and soon his whole expression became serious, and after a while, he was simply staring at the drawing with bright eyes, like a hungry wolf that had found its prey, tasting it with hunger and thirst, and savoring it with relish.

His dark and deep eyes brought a distant taste.

Finally, he finished reading it with high spirits, the corners of his mouth pouted with a trace of interest that was completely different from before, he looked at Song Qingyi, and his tone was as gentle as a spring breeze in March: "Brother and sister, I didn't expect you to have such a talent." ”

In his opinion, what kind of talent is this talent, but he did not say.

But Song Qingyi noticed that he even looked at Wu Yong's expression, which was very different from the previous disgust.

Sure enough, Su gradually said with a warm expression: "Mr. Wu, the clever joints in this are very complex and changeable, even the organ masters in the army may not be able to study this drawing so thoroughly in such a short period of time, Mr. Wu really has a good job." ”

"Where is ......" Wu Yong was flattered and was simply praised.

It wasn't until a while before he remembered and said, "It was under the guidance of Little Lady Song that I was able to complete the production of the wheelchair on the drawings so quickly." ”

"Really?" Su gradually heard the gentle gaze, and also glanced at Song Qingyi as if the rain and dew were wet, "Brother and sister are really not simple." ”

Song Qingyi's forehead couldn't help but sweat finely, and he said in a low voice: "Big brother has won the award." ”