Song Qing still didn't raise his head, and he wasn't ready to take care of it.

"Underage, you see that my white brother is the master of this, you don't have to spend money, whatever you want, report my white brother's name, take it." Helian Zhou's bold words are casual, and it is not his Helian family's money anyway.

"Thanks, no."

......

It's really good to talk to death.

Sales see that this little girl doesn't receive the love of her own president, this card, it's a little hot to hold, it's not brushing, it's not brushing. In the end, Bai Jing silently motioned to her to give a six-fold discount. The account is settled.

Song Qing looked at the amount that was almost ordinary and didn't say anything. I took the perfume and prepared to leave.

Helian Zhou persevered and kept up, "How about having a meal together at noon?" I called Hao Yu over, it's an old friend, you just came to the imperial capital, you can be with us if you need anything, Hao Yu and I are very busy, you have something to do and go directly to the president's office on the 73rd floor of Baiyu Building to find Bai Jing, everything has my Bai brother. As he spoke, he didn't forget to pat Bai Jing's shoulder.

Bai Jing didn't want to pay attention to Helian Zhou at all, and it was a mistake to join in the fun with him.

It's a shame here today.

"Old friends?"

It was rare for Song Qing to say a few more words to him, and Helian Zhou immediately became emotional, and said, "Yes, we are also old friends, aren't we?" From the imperial capital of Hongshi, you can meet it, and say that there is no fate, at noon, my brother Bai has a treat, and I will call Hao Yu again to have a meal together? ”

"If you want to make friends with someone, you must first be able to call them by their name, which is basic etiquette, Mr. Helian." Song Qing smiled slightly, turned around, and left.

"Please eat at noon, report my name, and give you a free order." Bai Jing patted Helian Zhou's shoulder, turned around, and left.

Helian Zhou stood in the middle of the mall alone, is it easy for him to be a small policeman? No, you have to ask for credit from Hao Yu.

Helian Zhou quickly took a few photos of Song Qing's back and sent them to Hao Yu, who was recuperating at home.

Hao Yu didn't reply, but Helian Zhou received the prompt message from the bank card, counted a few zeros, and felt a little satisfied.

Hao Yu was lying on the big bed in his home, the whip marks on his back had not healed, and when the next person came to deliver the food, he found that his husband was looking at the mobile phone and smiling very gently. Rubbing his eyes, he felt dazzled, and the next glance saw his husband glance at him, and the servant was shocked and hurriedly withdrew.

Hao Yu focused his eyes on his mobile phone again, kept swiping through a few photos, and chose a photo that could see a quarter of Song Qing's side face and used it as a desktop wallpaper.

This is the first time Mr. Hao has changed his wallpaper since he owned a mobile phone.

Song Qing was so troubled by Helian Zhou, and he didn't have much interest in Baiyu Shopping Mall. Fortunately, he only bought two bottles of perfume, and it was not heavy, so Song Qing walked on the pedestrian street alone to see this strange city.

Song Qing passed by the Weiqing Hotel, which had not yet opened, and stopped to take a look, tsk, the taste is still good.

Song Qing walked through the business district and came directly to the riverside. She folded her hands on the guardrail, bent over, and watched the river undercurrent. She likes the sea, but she doesn't dare to go into the water.

Fear.

I'm afraid for no reason.

Song Qing actually instigated a lot of things, the sound of water, mice, green onions, ginger, and gears turning...... I'm afraid of no smoke.

She thought about her bits and pieces in the Song family, Song Guozhi's personal teaching to herself, the drum kit in the small attic that she wanted to play but didn't dare to play, and the oil paintings that she painted in Zhang Chen's studio, Song Qing always couldn't draw well, and it was ugly no matter how she learned.

There is also my cousin's more and more obvious feelings for herself, An Jingjing, the stupid girl who is good to herself, and Hao Yu, who said that she believed her when they met for the first time.

Tsk, this is rare, after her father's accident, she never pointed fingers in her life, and people who believed in her like this made Song Qing feel incredible.

It turns out that so much has happened in the past few years.

It's kind of funny.

As soon as Song Qing turned around, there was a six or seven-year-old boy standing not far away. His eyes looked into the distance. Song Qing felt that they were like.

So, she stared at the child for a long time.

The child finally turned his head and looked at each other with surprise in his eyes.

The child always has a cold face.

What's so unhappy, why do you have such an expression?

"Are you lost?" Song Qing is not a nosy person, except for her own people, today is the first time to take the initiative to hook up with strangers, well, although she is just a child.

The child was quite cold, so he ignored him. Song Qing became even more energetic, "What's your name?" ”

Still ignore her.

"It's getting dark, if you don't want to be captured by the bad guys, follow me, and I'll protect you." She suddenly learned to rub Zhuo Yixun's head, and the child's hair was very soft and comfortable. This seems to be the only means of comfort that Song Qing has learned.

Song Qing couldn't put it down.

The child's face was not very good, it should not be like to be touched, Song Qing was very knowledgeable and took his hand away.

"I'm sorry, I just like you, if you don't like me, I won't touch it, my sister is gone." Song Qing waved his hand at him, he ignored her, and she didn't need to be bored, but she was still a little worried when she turned around, the child was so young, what if she got lost?

Song Qing walked for a while, and suddenly turned around and found that the handsome little figure was not far behind him. Song Qing looked at him, he turned his head, very arrogant.

Song Qing raised his eyebrows and continued walking.

The child saw that she had turned around and continued to pout.

Song Qing came to a dessert shop and ordered a few sweets that children love.

The child stood in front of the revolving door of the dessert shop, always at a distance from him.

"Come here." Song Qing beckoned to him.

The child pursed his lips and hesitated for a while, Song Qing kept looking at him, and finally, the child moved and walked towards her.

"Please eat." Song Qing pushed the dessert in front of the child.

The child frowned and picked up the spoon. He doesn't like sweets, because his mother said that he is a boy, and boys have to be strong and stand up to the sky. So he has always rejected these soft and glutinous things. But this big sister made him want to try it.

The small metal spoon, the child's hand is still small, and there is an indescribable cuteness in holding it. The expressionless face and the careful digging of the mousse cake are particularly cute.

Song Qing didn't eat, just propped his head and sat opposite and looked at him.

The cake was delicious, and the child took one bite after another, telling himself that it was the last bite each time, but when he still wanted to eat the last bite, the cake was gone.

I can't help but feel a little regretful.

"Still want to eat?" Song Qing had a smile between the corners of her mouth, and there was tenderness between her eyebrows and eyes.

The child nodded a little embarrassedly.

Song Qing said: "You are still young, you can't eat anymore, I'll bring you next time, okay?" You can only eat one dessert a day. ”

The child regretted in his heart, but his face showed his eyebrows. Nodding.

Song Qing picked up the bag and beckoned the waiter to settle the bill. As a result, the child took out a gold card from his small suit pocket and handed it to the waiter.

Song Qing took back the gold card, and then handed his ordinary bank card to the waiter.

The waiter felt that the pair of sisters and brothers was a little strange, and looked at Song Qing's eyes with a little contempt, but still settled the bill.

After the waiter left, Song Qing returned the card to the child and said, "Don't just take such a valuable thing out, you know?" You're still young, and there will be bad guys beating your mind. ”

Song Qing walked up to the child, wiped his mouth, tidied up his small suit, and then stuffed the gold card into his suit pocket.

"Where's home? Send you home. Song Qing took him by the hand and took the children except for the dessert shop.