She hadn't noticed that her wine had been changed, and when it was time to drink it, she realized that the glass had white milk.

She looked at Lu Zhenming beside her, and her tone was a little resentful: "Didn't you say that when you are here, I can drink a little wine?" ”

Lu Zhenming said calmly: "What kind of wine to drink on an empty stomach, isn't it good to drink milk?" Not only grow IQ, but also drink what to supplement. ”

Su Wansheng squirted out a mouthful of milk, and his long IQ sounded reluctant, but what the hell is it to drink and what to supplement?

She doesn't have to nurse the child, mend the hair!

Song Zhiyue, who was singing, took the microphone from her mouth and looked at her: "Shengsheng, what's wrong with you?" ”

Su Wansheng shook his head at her: "I'm choked, it's okay, you continue to sing yours." ”

As soon as she put down the coconut water and potato chips in her hand, Lu Zhenming handed her a tissue: "Don't be excited. ”

Su Wansheng glared at him: "Remember to speak in the future." ”

Lu Zhenming pinched her fingers and smiled a little evilly: "It's okay, they didn't hear it." ”

They didn't leave until ten o'clock, and Song Zhiyue was still sitting in a dusty car.

After Feng Chen sent her home, before she was about to get out of the car, he said, "I'll only give you this chance, you can figure it out for yourself." ”

Song Zhiyue, who had already stepped out of the car with one foot, turned her head to look at him and pursed her lips: "What about Liang Weirong?" ”

Feng Chen frowned: "It's a matter between the two of us, what are you doing with others?" ”

"Did you give up on her completely?" Song Zhiyue clenched the bag strap in his hand.

"Don't worry, although I am not a big person, I have always kept my word, since I said that I would be responsible for you, I will not be entangled with other women."

Song Zhiyue lowered his eyes, and his chaotic thoughts gradually calmed down.

She wants to fight, even if it is broken in the end, she has at least fought for it, worked hard, and will not regret it.

She made up her mind, lifted her eyelashes and looked at the dust in the driver's seat: "Let's be together." ”

"Is it dating, or is it marriage?"

Feng Chen has always been calm, and there is no wave in his tone.

She bit her lip and hesitated for a moment: "Marriage is too fast, let's date." ”

"Okay." A neat word, without the slightest drag.

"Then ......" Seeing that Feng Chen had nothing more to say, she said, "I'll go back first." ”

Feng Chen let out a faint "um", and when he heard the sound of the car door closing, he pinched his tired eyebrows.

After seeing Song Zhiyue enter the community, he started the car and left.

Lu Zhenming came out of the bathroom and saw Su Wansheng lying on the bed, shaking her two white and tender legs on the phone, and the bottoms under the nightdress were looming, which was very tempting.

He raised an eyebrow and wiped his wet hair with a towel.

He didn't wipe Su Wansheng's phone twice before he finished calling, and he asked, "Whose phone is it?" ”

Su Wansheng was very happy, and the smile on her white little face was delicate and sweet: "Yueyue." ”

Lu Zhenming threw the towel on the sofa: "It's just been separated, what are you doing on the phone?" ”

Lying on the bed, she changed her posture and sat on her knees: "Do you want to hear the good news?" ”

The good news that Song Zhiyue told her must be related to Song Zhiyue, he was not interested, but seeing that she was in a good mood, he cooperated and said, "Let's hear it." ”

"Yueyue is now Dust's girlfriend."

Lu Zhenming's hand brushed his hair, and his deep eyes flashed with consternation: "When did it happen?" ”