Tonight, Lu Qingchen felt that the little girl in his arms was extremely excited.

Flip it over, just don't sleep.

He clasped her body with his big hand and said with a warning, "Don't want to sleep anymore? ”

Song Xingran let out a long sigh and pinched Lu Qingchen's ear with one hand.

"Brother Lu, I may be a little nervous, so I can't sleep."

"Ahhhhh

"Why don't we talk for a while?"

Unexpectedly, I really didn't expect that she also had insomnia one day.

I've been on stage so many times, and I also performed live last time, why are you so nervous tonight?

Lu Qingchen rubbed her head and kissed her forehead.

In a low voice, he said, "Then let's talk about the child." ”

Child?

The corners of Song Xingran's mouth twitched, this bad guy is too stingy, he still remembers this.

It's not going to get over it, is it?

"What do you do when you talk about children? Isn't it still early? ”

She's still a baby, a child or something, let's talk about it later.

In the darkness, Lu Qingchen's brows moved, and he said in a serious voice: "Don't recognize your godfather." ”

Song Xingran: "......" really can't get by.

"I didn't promise him."

That's all Li Jinhuai's wishful thinking, and it has nothing to do with her.

Suddenly, as if she had thought of something, her head was close to his chest, and she asked out loud: "Lu Qingchen, do you like children?" ”

He had such an unfortunate childhood, he must still have a shadow in his heart, right?

"I don't like it." Sure enough, the man replied directly.

There is no disguise.

He doesn't like children, he doesn't like noise, he doesn't want to see a third person between them.

Song Xing's mouth was deflated, and he said unhappily: "So we ...... Don't want children? ”

The male protagonists in the TV series knew that their daughter-in-law was pregnant, and they could jump to the sky one by one.

But Lu Qingchen seems to be a strange person.

The man looked down and kissed her on the lips.

"I respect your choice."

"I'll give it if you want it."

Song Xingran: "......"! If you think about this sentence carefully, it's really a bit dirty.

She faked a cough, feeling that the conversation could not continue.

changed the topic again, and asked suspiciously: "Lu Qingchen, when did you like me?" ”

"Answer honestly, don't lie."

He was such a cold and ruthless person at that time, Song Xingran was really curious about what he completely moved him about.

In the future, I can pass on my experience to other young ladies.

"I don't know." Lu Qingchen's voice was deep, not like he was joking.

Song Xingran was a little disappointed, twisted his arm, and it was hard.

Lu Qingchen held her hand, and said with thin lips: "But, that birthday five years ago was the happiest birthday I ever had." ”

Song Xingran's eyes widened suddenly.

Inexplicably, a hint of crimson climbed on his face.

Lu Qingchen's birthday is the day they are officially together.

-

After the last wonton hand-in-hand incident, Song Xing came to Ninghe Yuan more and more frequently.

She is a senior in high school, and she still has to attend classes after the final exam.

Exams are a daily routine.

Song Xingran is actually very popular in school, and many boys like her.

Not only is she beautiful, but she also has a good personality, and she is also very righteous.

The results are not bad either.

In the eyes of most boys, Song Xingran is the standard goddess.

As Christmas approaches, young and ignorant teenagers and girls are preparing gifts that can express their hearts.

On the 23rd, Song Xingran received a call from Mr. Lu.

The old man is very fashionable and knows what Christmas Eve is.

"Song girl, tomorrow, that is, the 24th, is Qingchen's birthday, you must remember."

Song Xingran: "......" depends.

Han Zhiyun's criticism, why didn't she tell her such an important thing?

"Thank you, Grandpa Lu, I remember."

Old Man Lu supported Song Xingran 100% in this matter.

I told her some of Lu Qingchen's personal habits on the phone, although they were useless to Song Xingran.

But...... I still listened to it seriously.

Grandpa Lu is so good.

Song Xingran, who hung up the phone, thought so.

"This damn weather, why is it starting to rain again?"

Qin Xiaoqi walked into the classroom from the outside, holding a cup of hot milk tea in his hand.

After complaining, he took another sip.

Song Xingran looked out the window, and sure enough, it was raining.

In winter, when it rains, it is very cold and wet.

Qin Xiaoqi sat back in his seat and took out a blank math test paper.

"Hoshizome, copy your math papers for me."

"I'm not going to do any of that."

Song Xingran had already given up on her treatment, and had just taken out the roll from the drawer.

The sports commissioner with a loud voice at the door shouted: "Sister Ran, someone is looking for you at the door." ”

Song Xingran frowned slightly, and in politeness, he still went out.

The sports committee member of the University of Malaysia and the classmates next to him jokingly said: "It's Christmas Eve again, and our sister has to receive soft hands when she collects apples." ”

The classmate next to him gave him a blank look: "Are you happy?" Another apple was eaten. ”

Apples have been a little too expensive lately.

Can't afford it.

The sports commissioner scratched his hair, and sure enough, he saw Song Xingran coming in with a delicately packaged apple in his hand.

Oh, and a love letter.

Song Xingran stared at the apple in her hand in a daze, should she buy one for Lu Qingchen?

"Sister Dye, someone is looking for it again."

Song Xingran has been in a state of "someone looking for him" all day today.

Qin Xiaoqi ate an apple, and said while eating: "Isn't tomorrow the apple on Christmas Eve?" Why did someone come to deliver it today? ”

Song Xingran shook his head, and at this time, Shen Yi, who was sitting in the back row, said, "It is estimated that there will be more people tomorrow." ”

"If there are fewer people a day earlier, maybe it will be remembered, this is the boys' caution."

Qin Xiaoqi pondered for a while, and then made up his mind: "Then I will prepare one for Brother Su when I go back today." ”

In this way, Brother Su can remember her well in the past year.

When Song Xingran heard this, he also made a decision.

Give Lu Qingchen an apple.

After school in the afternoon, Song Xingran went directly to Ningheyuan.

She mainly wanted to ask if Lu Qingchen would have time tomorrow.

If he is not there tomorrow, it will be all in vain.

It was raining outside, it was cold, Song Xingran held an umbrella and came to Ninghe Garden.

The whole person shivered with cold.

Aunt Fang saw that she was cold, so she hurriedly found a thick dress to put on her.

"Ouch, Miss Song, why did you come here when it rained like this?"

"It's really unfortunate that Assistant Xiao called back and said that Mr. had a party today. It may be a little later. ”

"Socializing?" Song Xingran blinked, frowning displeasedly.

A little upset.

Thinking of Lu Qingchen surrounded by some warblers and swallows, Song Xingran was not happy.

"Where is he socializing? I'll go find him. ”

(End of chapter)