Lu Xiaowu felt that it was time to add more fire.

"Father, leave this matter to me. Xiao Liu's ...... to our enemies" Lu Xiaowu seemed to think of something, so he changed his conversation. "Xiao Liu won't really face our old Lu family, right? Wait and I'll get to the bottom of it. ”

Examine! Of course you have to check! These 400 million, he must let Lu Xiaoliu spit it out!

When Lu Xiaoqi came to the hospital, he happened to meet Song Qing coming out.

"Little baby!" Lu Xiaoqi excitedly took out a mangosteen, pinched it open and handed it to Song Qing, the mangosteen skin oozed purple-red juice, which was stained on Lu Xiaoqi's slender hand, he suddenly didn't realize it, spread out the two halves of the mangosteen, and inside the purple-red skin was tender white meat, petal by petal.

"No, I said, I don't like to eat mangosteen." Song Qing didn't answer.

Lu Xiaoqi still smiled innocently and said, "I know! You don't eat mangosteen because you don't like to peel mangosteen, I'll peel it for you in the future, how about eating mangosteen? ”

Lu Xiaoqi smiled like a child begging for candy, and vaguely, there seemed to be such a bright smile.

Wearing a white dress and holding something in his hand, he said, "Shall I sing to my father?" Can Daddy let it stay? ”

Who would it be, laughing so beautifully, wishing, so small.

In a flash, the shadow is gone. Song Qing thought, what kind of answer will the girl get?

"Little baby? Baby? Lu Xiaoqi tilted his head slightly, frowned his good-looking eyebrows, and looked at Song Qing with some injury.

Song Qing tugged at the corners of her mouth and came back to her senses, "I really don't eat mangosteen, you can eat it yourself, if you want to see your second brother, it's better not to see your second brother now, the truth, maybe you won't be able to stand it." Song Qing lowered his eyes to hide the gloom in his eyes.

"Little baby......" Lu Xiaoqi looked at Song Qing who was very worried and couldn't bear it, and his heart really hurt.

"I'm fine." After Song Qing finished speaking, he walked outside the hospital. Lu Xiaoqi had been following behind Song Qing, holding the mangosteen that had become two halves in his hand.

Song Qing was really helpless when he saw him following behind like an injured pet.

"What do you want to do?" The third son of the Lu family is also a celebrity, so follow her all the way, isn't it?

"I want to treat you to mangosteen." Lu Xiaoqi looked at the mangosteen in his hand, the meat was no longer white and tender when it had just been broken, and it was a little yellow. I feel that I can't take it and want to throw it away.

"Give it to me." Song Qing stretched out his hand to beg for mangosteen.

Lu Xiaoqi's face was shocked, then delighted, and in the end, he was full of disappointment.

"It's no longer edible, I'll peel it for you again, I still have it in my pocket!" Lu Xiaoqidao.

"No, that's it."

"Yes...... It's inedible anymore. "Already, it's past the best of times.

"But it's not the same one, is it?" Song Qing said. Even if you send another 1,000 or 10,000, it's not the first one.

Lu Xiaoqi was a little embarrassed to give the mangosteen to Song Qing, and on the palm of his hand, two rose-red mangosteen juices were winding, which was very dazzling, which actually made Song Qing think of blood.

Lu Xiaoqi watched Song Qing feed the yellowed mangosteen to his mouth, his eyes were not instantaneous, staring at Song Qing in front of him.

"My family doesn't seem to like my mangosteen. I have a mangosteen orchard with more than a dozen mangosteen trees planted in it, and all of them are the most delicious. But no one likes to eat my mangosteen. Little baby, you know what? Nobody likes to eat my mangosteen. Lu Xiaoqi stared at Song Qing and said, it seems to be mangosteen, it seems to be, it is not mangosteen.

The shallow dimple-lined teenager was more harmless and a little milky. Lovely, innocent, yet easily hurt.

"I don't like to eat mangosteen either, I feel tired of it." Song Qing said, licking his lips, his lips touched the mangosteen shell, and the astringent taste still remained on his lips.

"The skin is still astringent." Song Qing added that Lu Xiaoqi only felt that Song Qing had a knife in his heart.

But there's no shortage of ways people from liking it. Everything that exists, there is a special place, nothing good or bad, it is all the same, but the fate is different, mangosteen, destined to use a bitter and juicy shell to protect the fine white and little flesh inside. That's why it's just disliked by a group of people. ”

"Cause and effect are reversed. Fate is the cause, and life is the effect. ”

How was you born, and how can you force it? Later life is the seed that I planted little by little, and what I have grown is the result of my own self, which is very different from the antecedents. It will not be anyone else who is responsible.

The corners of Song Qing's lips raised slightly, and the young man only felt that the stuffiness in his heart before had disappeared without a trace.

So, the little baby still likes him very much, right?

So, the little baby must not want him, this time, the game with the children, with the little baby, is more interesting. Mangosteen is also delicious.

Before Song Qing returned to Fenglin Road, he met Hao Yu's deputy general Yang Jun on the way.

"Sister-in-law...... Miss Song, the boss asked me to pick you up. Yang Jun touched his nose and almost showed his stuffing.

"Where are you going?"

"Major General's Mansion." Yang Jun was a little weak-hearted, and he didn't know if his sister-in-law would go with him, why was this boss so unreliable? Pickled girls are still looking for him! Don't you know that girls value sincerity the most?

"Where's your boss?" Song Qing asked.

Get! Sure enough, I don't mind that the boss didn't come in person! It's not checked!

"The boss is waiting for Miss Song in the Major General's Mansion! Miss Song, get in the car. ”

Song Qing glanced at Yang Jun, didn't say anything, and got into the car.

Major General's Mansion Song Qing came twice, and both times it was not very pleasant. This time, the servants were still as polite, and when Sister Man saw Song Qing, it was like seeing her daughter, the more she looked at it, the more pleasing it became.

"Sister Man." Song Qing called politely.

"Miss Song, the Major General has been thinking about you, the Major General came back a few days ago, he didn't eat anything, he didn't even drink a bowl of porridge, and he had to look at your photos all day long."

Song Qing was a little surprised, he didn't expect that after the unhappy break up that day, Hao Yu would be like this, he not only followed him all the time, but also ......

Song Qing's footsteps involuntarily walked up the stairs, Hao Yu's door was hidden, Song Qing saw through the crack in the door, Hao Yu seemed to be grasping something white.

"Hao Yu." Song Qing knocked on the door, although the door was not locked, it was not polite to push the door in like this.

"Qingqing." A trace of panic flashed in Hao Yu's eyes, and he quickly put the things in his hand away, and then walked to the door, and picked up Song Qing, not a princess, but like a daughter, face to face, hugging it, Song Qing felt a little embarrassed, and his face turned red unconsciously.

"You put me down!"

"Don't let go." Hao Yu shook his head, and the bridge of his tall nose rubbed against Song Qing's cheek.

Song Qing was so ashamed that he couldn't speak.

Hao Yu put her on his big black bed, then squatted down and took off Song Qing's shoes.

"What are you doing?" Song Qing felt that the temperature in Hao Yu's hands was really hot, and unconsciously retracted his feet.

"It's not the first time, don't be so shy." Hao Yu said, and held Song Qing's slender ankle in his hand again. took off his shoes, Hao Yu went to bed, and then lay down with Song Qing in his arms.

"What are you going to do!" Song Qing was vaguely angry, Hao Yu knew that he really scared the little girl last time.

I couldn't help but feel a little uncomfortable, and said: "I just want to sleep with you, don't worry, I won't move, just hug." It's still early, shall we get some sleep? ”

Really, Major General Hao said that he is really a vegetarian in sleep, more vegetarian than Chinese cabbage.

Song Qing was lying on Hao Yu's big black bed, and the quilt was also black, looking like Hao Yu's image, cold and hard. The contrast between the black color and the fairness of her skin makes it all the more tempting to sin.