Most women have a mentality towards such a man that they can only be seen from a distance and cannot be blasphemed.

Luo Xinxi's feelings for him are mixed with a kind of liking.

Knowing that he came here to find Jing Qingran, there will be all kinds of envy, jealousy and hatred in his heart.

……

The performance went smoothly and the response from the audience was good.

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A sedan drove smoothly and quickly on the boulevard, a faint light shining obliquely through the window, and a family of three was sitting in the cabin.

"Mom, today is Grandma's birthday, what gifts should we buy for Grandma?" There was a mother and son sitting in the back seat, and the little boy, who was more than four years old, looked up at the young mother and asked.

The mother smiled kindly, her slender and white fingers gently passed through her son's dark hair, a pair of black and white eyes took in the little boy's appearance at the moment, and her lips were also red without rouge, "It doesn't matter what you give, the most important thing is that the gift to grandma must be sincere, and let the grandma who received the gift know that the gift we gave her is what we sincerely give her and make her happy." ”

"Mom, what is a sincere gift?" The little boy frowned, pursed his lips, and asked her puzzled.

"It's a gift you really want to give her." His mother rubbed his head and explained with a smile.

"However, Xiao Ji doesn't understand what sincerity is." The little boy shook his head, feeling that what his mother was saying was a little difficult to understand.

"Sincerity is the truest thought in your heart." Mother said.

"What's true in my heart?" The little boy was still frowning, savoring what his mother meant by what she meant.

"Yes, Xiao Ji, what you want most in your heart is the truest thoughts in your heart." The young woman, Xiao Ji's mother, Yuan Qing looked down at the little boy Li Ji and said with a faint smile.

Xiao Ji is a very smart boy, his big eyes are flickering, he looks smart, a small face carved in pink, his small mouth is lightly raised, his small tongue is slightly crossed his lips, and he smiles sweetly and brightly, "Mom, Xiao Ji wants to eat chocolate, is this the truest thought in Xiao Ji's heart?" ”

Hearing this, Yuan Qing looked at him, this little boy had just eaten a lot of chocolate not long ago, and now he was greedy for chocolate, "You little glutton!" ”

She reached out and pinched his white and tender face, and Xiao Ji's small Zhengtai face showed a bitter expression.

The man driving in front of him could see the mother and son in the back seat in the rearview mirror with a slight sideways glance.

His eyebrows and eyes are very indifferent, like the first snow falling on the pear blossoms, clear, clear, a short head of black hair, each hair is still so good that it is flawless, falling on his smooth forehead, sideburns, thin lips on both sides of the curve, hooked to a moving arc.

The sun shone obliquely on his hair, indifferent and quiet.

Xiao Ji could see his side face, and his small lips opened slightly and shouted to him, "Dad, what gift do you want to give to grandma?" ”

"You still need to ask your mother about this." Li Chen looked back at the little boy slightly and smiled slightly.

Li Chen is not good at gift-giving, and Yuan Qing has always done it, so it is Yuan Qing's decision to give who and what gifts.

Yuan Qing just smiled.

The car was parked in the garage and the family stepped out of the car.

Outside the garage, go pick up gifts.

Today is an elder's birthday, originally, Yuan Qing's family can not visit, but this elder is of great significance to Yuan Qing, coming to this city for five years, every year, Yuan Qing will go to celebrate a birthday for this elder.