Song Shijun sighed, walked over to Han Qiqing and sat down, leaned his neck on the back of the sofa, and said to her, "No matter what my mother says, don't take it to heart, she has been a little ...... lately Not quite normal. : 。 ”

Han Qiqing raised his hand and made a gesture to hit him, but after all, he was in someone's house, of course, he didn't really fight, he just made a show to scare him.

She gave him a blank look, "What the fuck you said that?" Unfilial son! ”

"Why do you speak in the same tone as my mother?" Song Shijun gasped and leaned back on the sofa.

Han Qiqing nudged him, "Isn't it?" Who said that their mother was abnormal? ”

Song Shijun sat up straight and sighed, "Actually...... Blame me too. ”

"What's wrong?" Han Qiqing felt that his expression was a little playful, and his curiosity was suddenly suspended.

Song Shijun glanced at his mother, Jun's face moved closer to her, and said in a voice with only two people, "Because I was very close to a brother a while ago, and I spent the night at his house for a few days, my mother thought it was ......."

"Poof!" Han Qiqing almost squirted, but fortunately she covered her mouth in time, otherwise she would have been embarrassed.

She smiled and bent her eyes and asked in a low voice, "So, your mother is afraid of you...... Bent? Hahaha! ”

Song Shijun was dissatisfied when he saw her smiling so presumptuously, and snorted at her, "It's not all your fault!" ”

"Blame me? Why is it on my head again? Han Qiqing pointed at herself with a confused expression.

Song Shijun saw that his mother was coming, and then complained, "Because...... You're stupid! ”

"Hey you!" Han Qiqing raised her hand to hit him, but she happened to hear Song Mu's voice, "What are you talking about, so happy?" ”

Han Qiqing's raised hand paused, put it down curtly, and scratched his neck.

"It's nothing, Se-joon is telling me a joke."

Mother Song came over with a plate, put it on the coffee table, and asked with interest, "What kind of joke?" Tell me about it, too. ”

Han Qiqing's eyes turned slyly, and he was talking nonsense seriously.

The joke Se-joon said was...... He used to like a girl, because that girl was white-skinned and long-legged, and when he got close to someone, he found out that the girl was a ......"

Male!

Before the last two words could be spoken, Song Shijun seemed to know what she was going to say, so he pounced on her and covered her mouth.

"That girl has plastic surgery!" He wittily added.

As soon as she heard about plastic surgery, Mother Song frowned, shook her head and said, "Plastic surgery is not good, although the technology of plastic surgery is developed now, it is still risky, and where are the genes, the children born in the future are still not beautiful." ”

Song Shijun echoed solemnly, "That is to say, I don't like plastic surgery either, it is best to be natural." ”

Han Qiqing was covered by him, he could only whine, and finally broke his hand and bit down on his tiger mouth.

"Shhh Song Shijun retracted his hand in pain and glared at her, "Why are you biting!" ”

"Who told you to cover me! Can't you just talk well? Han Qiqing glared back unceremoniously.

The two of them returned to their noisy appearance, and Mother Song saw it in her eyes, and her gentle eyes were full of smiles.

"So, there are not many girls like Qiqing who are naturally beautiful and good-looking, right?"