"But in our day, there was no one like you who wanted it." The old god stick muttered and shook his head, in their era, what they liked was something that could be done, and there was really no one to want someone like Song Qingyin, but he really didn't lie at all.

"It's the 21st century." Song Qingyin took out a cucumber from the refrigerator and prepared to make lunch at noon today.

It was still early in the afternoon, and Shao Tingxun's car was already waiting for Song Qingyin downstairs.

She followed the phone and cautiously watched to see if the old man had noticed her.

It's just that the old god's eyes are always on the TV screen, and he doesn't notice her at all.

"It's only five o'clock."

"It's just right to finish eating." The people over there not only didn't think there was anything wrong with picking up Song Qingyin after eating at such a time, but they also felt that it was just right.

"But our family doesn't have dinner until 9 p.m., and we can't eat it now." Song Qingyin said angrily that if the old god stick fell asleep at night, she would be able to sneak out, but now it might be a little difficult.

Although he said that he couldn't find a boyfriend, he never really ignored Song Qingyin's things, but attached great importance to them.

You must find someone with good character, Song Qingyin has no mother, it is better to have a father, the old god stick is Song Qingyin's only relative, naturally it is different, what he said is somewhat weighty.

It was the first time for Shao Tingxun to be so good to a person, but that person still didn't understand the amorous feelings at all, which made Shao Tingxun almost collapse.

The words of refutation came to his lips, and he suddenly remembered what Ji Zixuan said to be gentle, there is no girl who doesn't like gentle men.

Such an affirmative tone convinced Shao Tingxun, and he took a deep breath: "Okay, you can say whenever you want."

Song Qingyin's eyes lit up when she heard this, but then Shao Tingxun's words shattered her illusions.

"But you can't not come, or ......"

"Okay, come after nine o'clock in the evening."

"It's closed at nine o'clock in the evening." Even through the screen of the mobile phone, Song Qingyin could hear the grievances in Shao Tingxun's tone.

This person is really strange, obviously a twenty-two-year-old adult man, sometimes like a child, but sometimes a bear child.

"That's the only time I have at that time." This sentence made Shao Tingxun nod obediently: "Okay."

Anyway, the fairy sister can't run away tonight.

In the evening, Song Qingyin cooked very early, and such a positive approach made the old god stick feel a little surprised.

"Won the lottery today? So positive? ”

"yes, I won the lottery today, a little bit." It's almost five million.

She thought about it and went to make it clear to Shao Tingxun today, no matter how the two of them are, they are just fake boyfriend and girlfriend, and they are not real, if there is nothing else, don't contact them often, so as not to be unclear in the future.

The old god stick is also very powerful today, and he went to bed at seven o'clock.

"Master?"

"Master, are you still awake?"

"Today's TV show is really exciting."

If no one answers, it means that you are really asleep.

"Could it be that God is helping me?" Song Qingyin grabbed her long hair and muttered.

Thinking that today's purpose is to make it clear to Shao Tingxun that Song Qingyin didn't even change into a decent dress, and was still wearing her favorite white dress.

"You can come here." Shao Tingxun actually never left, waiting downstairs in Song Qingyin, still holding the red rose that Ji Zixuan had been emphasizing to him in his arms.

Even after all this time, the bouquet of roses is still bright.

"Oh." Shao Tingxun only replied coldly, and after hanging up the phone, the corners of his mouth slowly rolled up towards it, and the smile he showed was satisfied and happy.

"Why did you get there so soon?" Song Qingyin's voice sounded in his ears, and his voice with doubts was a little more ignorant.

"I'm waiting for you." This kind of answer made Song Qingyin a little dumbfounded, and his light eyes were wide open, thinking about two copper bells.

"What are you doing?" Song Qingyin's expression was really a little strange, Shao Tingxun thought that he had said something bad, and he was afraid that tonight's confession would be in vain, but he didn't expect that there would be a pair of cold hands on his forehead.

Then Song Qingyin's hand was put on his forehead again, and this familiar action made Shao Tingxun have a bad premonition.

Really......

"I don't have a fever."

"What are you doing?" His own sincerity has become something that can only be said when there is a brain problem and a fever in Song Qingyin, which makes Shao Tingxun, who has always been restrained, still can't help but blacken his face.

"Nothing." is such a look, this is such a tone, this is the real Shao Tingxun.

Song Qingyin opened the door of the back seat, but found that the door of the back seat was locked by Shao Tingxun.

She knocked on the glass in the driver's seat: "Shao Tingxun, open the door."

"Take the passenger seat." Song Qingyin didn't want to argue with Shao Tingxun about such a trivial matter, so she pouted and opened the co-pilot's door.

I found that there was a large bouquet of roses on the seat there, which almost blocked the entire leather seat.

"This ......"

"Yours." Shao Tingxun did this kind of thing for the first time, and his face was slightly uncomfortable.

If Song Qingyin looked carefully, he would find that the tips of Shao Tingxun's ears were pink.

"Sent to me?" It's a pity that Song Qingyin couldn't understand Shao Tingxun's embarrassment at the moment, and her voice rose with obvious surprise.

"I said it was for you." I don't know if Shao Tingxun was completely defeated by Song Qingyin, his voice softened, and he seemed a little weak.

"Oh." Today's Shao Tingxun is very abnormal, it shouldn't be said that Shao Tingxun at night is very abnormal, what is the reason?

Song Qingyin held the huge bouquet of roses in his arms and sat in the co-pilot's seat, unable to see everything around him, only the bouquet of flowers clearly.

"What's wrong with you today, how did you remember to send me flowers." Shao Tingxun didn't open his mouth along the way, which made Song Qingyin feel very bored, and couldn't help but speak first.

originally thought that this question had been turned over, Shao Tingxun didn't expect that he had already walked out of the way, and Song Qingyin would ask this question.

Thinking of the love words that Ji Zixuan popularized for him, Shao Tingxun felt a little speechless.

Song Qingyin, who was looking forward to Shao Tingxun's answer, saw that Shao Tingxun was still driving expressionlessly, without the slightest desire to answer her.

She touched her nose curtly, in fact, if Shao Tingxun wasn't a person who picked the door, Song Qingyin would have thought that this bouquet of roses was picked up by Shao Tingxun from the trash can.

Soon Shao Tingxun drove to the destination.

Song Qingyin got out of the car and only saw two big words - Shengting.

At first glance, it is a very high-end hotel, not that the place where Shao Tingxun took her to before was not good, but it has never been as formal as it is now.

At first glance, this is the place to do great things.

"Let's go."

Shao Tingxun took Song Qingyin's hand, but found that the person behind him was holding a large bouquet of roses, and under the red bouquet, Song Qingyin's face became even smaller.

But that light temperament is even more prominent, she doesn't want to be like other women who come and go here, with heavy makeup and famous brands, but she is still incredibly beautiful.

"You're not here to talk about business today, are you?"

"It's not." If it weren't for the fact that this woman was personally taken in by himself, Shao Tingxun would have wanted to strangle this incomprehensible goods with his own hands.

"Isn't it?" Song Qingyin couldn't believe it, if he came to this kind of place to talk about business and escort his business with himself, Song Qingyin would be understandable at that time, but what would he do in this kind of place without talking about business.

And it's strange that the people here are all shooting at her root Shao Tingxun with a strange gaze.

"Don't talk about work today, we're here for a date." Shao Tingxun held Song Qingyin's hand, raised it, and slightly bent his neck and landed a gentle kiss on the back of Song Qingyin's hand.

"Hehehe." Song Qingyin smiled dryly, such Shao Tingxun made her feel panicked, as if there was a layer of window paper that had not been pierced and could not be pasted.

Shao Tingxun took Song Qingyin's hand and walked into the hotel.

The location here is a hot item, if it weren't for Shao Tingxun's status there, he might not be able to book a position today.

"Isn't this Song Qingyin?" An obnoxious male voice rang out behind the two men.

Even if he and Xiao Fei are over, but after all, it is the person he has liked for three years, and Song Qingyin heard it almost instantly.

Xiao Fei stood next to a woman wearing a red hip-wrapping skirt, with a sexy and hot figure, and her appearance was also very good-looking, which was the type that people couldn't forget at first glance.

It's a pity that it's a short-lived physiognomy.

The woman who was felt sorry for Song Qingyin, like a beautiful snake, hugged Xiao Fei's neck with her slender and white hands, and said coquettishly in a voice that was enough to give people goosebumps: "Who is this woman Ah Fei?"

Of course, Shao Tingxun also noticed such two people, and what made him very unhappy was that he was holding the status of this woman and looking directly at the ugly ghost.

Where is that man good-looking.

He couldn't help but be jealous: "What do you see, this kind of ugly ghost is not as good as one-ten-thousandth of me."

"Shao Tingxun, don't go too far." Although Xiao Fei is not as good as Shao Tingxun's facial features, he can be regarded as a very good-looking man, plus there are some powerful people in the family, who doesn't want to praise him for his good looks, but the man in front of him is actually an ugly ghost.

The combination of new hatred and old hatred made Xiao Fei extremely disgusted with Shao Tingxun, if it weren't for Shao Tingxun being someone he couldn't afford to provoke, he really wanted to go up and scratch that face with a playful smile.

"You seem to be right." Seeing Xiao Fei deflated, Song Qingyin was very happy.

I thought I would have no way to face it, but now I just think it's funny, this person is just like that, just average.