After Song Yancheng and Liu Ying came that time, Lin Jingcheng was wronged.

Mother He said that she wanted to call Song Yixian and tell Song Yixian about it, but Lin Jingcheng refused.

Lin Jingcheng said: "He is on a business trip, there must be a lot of troubles, so don't tell him, after all, they are father and son, even if the relationship is not good, it can't be because I have a bad relationship." ”

After listening to it, Mama He also felt that what Lin Jingcheng said was quite reasonable.

There can be a gap between father and son, but it can't have a relationship with Lin Jingcheng.

He Ma could only listen to Lin Jingcheng's words, and no one said anything.

When Song Yingrui came back in the evening, she saw a few red marks on Lin Jingcheng's face, and couldn't help but ask Lin Jingcheng what happened.

Lin Jingcheng said the words that had been prepared a long time ago: "When I went down the stairs, I didn't pay attention, I fell down the stairs and accidentally hit my face. ”

Song Yingrui hurriedly asked with concern: "Is there anything wrong with Xiao Cheng, do you want to see a doctor?" ”

Lin Jingcheng said: "It's okay, it's just a little injury, don't make such a fuss." ”

Hearing Lin Jingcheng say that it was okay, Song Yingrui felt a little relieved.

Then soon, the nervous little face immediately pulled into a bright smile, "Xiao Cheng, let me tell you, Huahua will come back tomorrow, you will definitely like Huahua." ”

Lin Jingcheng was taken aback: "Huahua? ”

Song Yingrui grinned: "It's a dog that has been with me for two or three years, and it's a love dog between me and the girl I like." ”

Lin Jingcheng knew about the love token, and it was the first time she had heard the love token.

"And when will Flowey come back?"

"Tomorrow, or the day after tomorrow, at the latest, the day after tomorrow."

The little guy was very excited, he hadn't seen Flowey for a long time, and he missed it.

Thinking that Song Yingrui has his favorite girl at such a young age, Lin Jingcheng can't help but sigh that the children are precocious now.

As a stepmother, should she teach her children to learn to stay away from early love, or should she let it develop naturally, fall in love when you want to, and love when you want to love?

It's a headache to think about.

If Song Yixian knew that Song Yingrui had a girl he liked, what would he do?

After figuring out Song Yixian's thoughts, Lin Jingcheng felt that Song Yixian would definitely say: "Since you like it, take it back and be a child daughter-in-law." ”

didn't hold back for a while, Lin Jingcheng burst out laughing.

Song Yingrui frowned, and the little meat hand scratched his ears, "Xiao Cheng, what are you laughing at?" ”

Lin Jingcheng coughed lightly and stopped laughing, "What, oh, by the way, who is the girl you like?" Is it Han Coco? ”

Han Keke, according to He's mother, is the class flower in Song Yingrui's class.

When it was Lin Jingcheng, he asked by the way, who is the class grass in Song Yingrui's class? He Ma didn't think about it, so she said, of course, it's our little master.

This class of flowers and grass is also a perfect match.

But Song Yingrui shook her head fiercely: "No, no, why do you all misunderstand that I like Han Keke, I don't like such a naïve little girl." ”

Lin Jingcheng didn't understand: "The naïve little girl is cute, I have seen the group photo of your class, the little girl named Han Keke is very cute, wearing a pink and tender little skirt, she is indeed the most beautiful girl in your class." ”

Song Yingrui raised her head and snorted: "Okay, I do have to admit that Han Keke is the best-looking girl in our class, but it doesn't mean that she is the best-looking girl in our class, and it will also be the best-looking in my heart, the woman I like is a gentle, generous, cooked, and caring big sister type." ”

Lin Jingcheng looked at Song Yingrui, looking very serious.

Lin Jingcheng seems to have a kind of nonsense that he is talking about seriously.

Lin Jingcheng put away the expression on his face and asked again: "So who is the girl you like?" ”

Song Yingrui pouted, "Do you want to know?" ”

Lin Jingcheng didn't really want to know, he was just bored at home.

I heard Song Yingrui say again: "If you say you want to know, I'll tell you and show you her photo." ”

Lin Jingcheng was not too interested, how serious the love and love of a little fart child could be, just said that the things between her and Song Yixian now felt like a dream.

Lin Jingcheng said: "Since you don't want to say it, and I don't make it difficult for others, then don't say it." ”

Song Yingrui pulled Lin Jingcheng and said: "It's not difficult for a strong man, I still want to tell you, after all, you are my stepmother, and you should also be responsible for my love." ”

The corners of Lin Jingcheng's mouth twitched, feeling that it was not okay not to listen to this, and he couldn't help but regret a little why he wanted to ridicule Song Yingrui.

Lin Jingcheng really straightened his face and said, "Okay, you say, I'll listen." ”

Song Yingrui saw that someone wanted to listen to her love history, her little face was excited, her little buttocks pouted, and then she jumped on the sofa and sat up, "The girl I like is a tall and thin woman who often wears white clothes, her hair is black and bright, and she has the same natural curls as my hair, and she looks very beautiful, even people who are so picky about my father say that she is good-looking." ”

Women who can be praised by Song Yixian can imagine how beautiful they should be.

Lin Jingcheng nodded and continued to listen to Song Yingrui.

"She's a doctor, and when I met her, she was married."

Lin Jingcheng was taken aback, she thought that Ying Rui was talking about an eighteen-year-old girl or something.

Song Yingrui looked at Lin Jingcheng's surprised expression, and sighed lightly in the tone of an adult, "I knew you would be surprised, but it doesn't matter, such an age difference is really difficult for ordinary people to accept, she is twenty years older than me and more than ten years younger than my father, but age will not be a problem for us to fall in love, of course, height will not be ...... I, Song Yingrui, will also grow taller in the future, taller than my father. ”

Lin Jingcheng looked at him blankly, suddenly felt interesting, and wanted to continue listening: "You go on, talk in detail." ”

Song Yingrui said: "She is a doctor, when she met me, she was not already married, but her husband was not good to her, so she divorced later, but she was still entangled with her ex-husband, I asked my father to help me snatch her back, but still did not snatch it back, I was sad and sad for a while, and then ...... After that, I never saw her again. ”

"The lotus root pork rib soup she made is the best, the sweet and sour pork ribs are also delicious, as well as salt and pepper tenderloin, boiled shrimp, lion's head ......," Song Yingrui said and took two sips of saliva.

Just thinking about the dishes made him feel hungry.

Lin Jingcheng asked: "You said you have a photo, can you show it to me?" ”

Song Yingrui nodded, "Well, there is a photo that I put in my father's office, but I secretly printed a copy and put it in my piggy bank." ”

Then the little kid jumped off the couch and staggered upstairs, and when he staggered down, he had a big piggy bank box in his hand.

When he went down the stairs, the little man's body swayed, and the steel hammers inside collided with each other, making a crisp sound.

The little guy's piggy bank is a bit advanced, and it's still the kind that enters passwords.

When Song Yingrui was about to open the password, he glanced at Lin Jingcheng and said, "I'm going to enter the password, you are not allowed to read it." ”

Lin Jingcheng hurriedly turned around and said, "Don't look at it." ”

Then when he heard the sound of Song Yingrui unlocking the lock, he immediately turned around and looked.

The small piggy bank contained a lot of change, and underneath the change, there was a picture hidden in the cup.

A photo of Song Yingrui and a woman.

That photo, when Lin Jingcheng looked at it, he felt more and more familiar.

Song Yingrui, who saw the photo, also took the photo and compared it with Lin Jingcheng, "Look, this is her, does she look very similar to you." ”

She looks a lot like her!

That's why she feels so familiar.

"So, when I saw you, I thought you were her, and I thought she was coming back to me." It's a pity that Song Yingrui knows that Lin Jingcheng is not Liang Jincheng.

Lin Jingcheng was stunned, and he didn't know what to say for a while.

The more you look at the photo, the stronger that feeling of familiarity really becomes.

Lin Jingcheng asked, "She...... What does it do? ”

Song Yingrui said: "She is a doctor and often works in pharmacies. ”

Inexplicably, Lin Jingcheng's alarm clock burst out with a series of pictures, as if he saw the scene of himself standing in front of the medicine shelf ordering medicine.

Lin Jingcheng asked again: "What about her name?" ”

Song Yingrui blurted out: "Her name is very similar to yours, also called Xiao Cheng, but it is not Cheng with a bright future, it is an orange with a fruit orange, not surnamed Lin, surnamed Liang, nor the scenery of the scenery, it is a splendid brocade, together it is Liang Jincheng, I also like to call her a little orange, is it a name is also very cute." ”

After Lin Jingcheng heard Song Yingrui's words, he suddenly felt a throbbing pain in his brain.

The pain made her immediately frown.

Song Yingrui couldn't help but panic a little when she saw Lin Jingcheng's painful expression: "Xiao Cheng, what's wrong with you, what's wrong?" ”

Something seemed to pour into her skull, and her head swelled with pain, as if it was about to burst.

Lin Jingcheng's expression became more and more painful, so that Song Yingrui hurriedly shouted loudly: "Mother He, Mother He, where are you, Xiao Cheng seems to have a headache, come over and see, do you want to call a doctor." ”

Mama He was playing with the two children when she heard Song Yingrui's voice and hurriedly rushed down from upstairs.

"What's wrong, what's wrong?"

Mother He was still feeding Mianmian milk in her hands, and Mianmian was smacking and drinking with her mouth, looking like she was happy.

Mama He also carried a soft one on her back.

There is no milk in the soft, and she can only suck her little fingers.

Mother He hurriedly came down, and when she saw Lin Jingcheng holding her head with a painful look, she couldn't help but pinch her heart, "Ah, what's wrong, just now." ”

Just said this, Lin Jingcheng fainted on the spot.

The small face is pale.

The people present were frightened for a moment.

"Xiao Cheng, Xiao Cheng ......"

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