Jiang Qi stood at the door with a garbage bag, looked back at Song Meiyue sitting on the sofa, and had to say... The appearance of the hard mouth by chance is really fascinating.

"Thank you for your concern, Aunt Song." Jiang Qi smiled and said seriously, "That's right... Don't forget to send me the address for tomorrow, I'll be there half an hour early, then... Aunt Song, rest early, I'll go back first. ”

As soon as the voice fell,

immediately pulled the doorknob, leaving Song Meiyue alone, and left directly.

Song Meiyue felt lost in her heart about someone's departure, got up from the sofa as usual, walked straight to the door, carefully opened a gap, and saw him get on the small tram and slowly drive away from her field of vision.

Gently pursed his lips, threw away all the distractions in his mind, and closed the door... Walked quickly to a room and came out with a bottle of red wine.

Bang,

Song Meiyue, who was sitting on the sofa, filled the goblet on the coffee table, and drank it directly in the next second.

meanwhile

Jiang Qi drove the small tram on the main road, and he couldn't understand why he suddenly killed him... It may be that thinking of the tragic scene of someone eating instant noodles inadvertently touches the fragile string in the depths of my heart, in other words... Moved by compassion.

But then again,

Isn't it a little confusing to pity a vice president with a monthly salary of 12,000 yuan?

Forget it... Life is hard to get confused.

I don't know how long it took,

As soon as Jiang Qi, who returned home, opened the door, he saw his mother get up from the sofa, rushed towards him with lightning speed, and stood in front of him in an instant, and then sniffed vigorously on his body, sniffing and sniffing... A mysterious smile appeared on his face.

"Staying with Mitsuki again?" Jiang Yaling asked with a smile.

"Hmm..."

"In the afternoon, I talked with my friends in the café, and then brought a cup of coffee to Aunt Song, and then made her dinner." Jiang Qi replied lightly.

Hearing her precious son's description, Jiang Yaling couldn't help but roll her eyes, and said angrily: "I said that in order to be able to stay together, the two of you find all kinds of reasons every day and create all kinds of opportunities... I'm tired from looking at it, so why don't you just move over tomorrow. ”

"Oops..."

"Mom, you're almost done." Jiang Qi lay on the sofa weakly, and said absentmindedly: "Aunt Song and I are innocent. ”

As soon as the voice fell,

Jiang Qi sat up straight, looked at his mother, and said earnestly: "Mom... Your son is about to get rich, how about I buy you a big villa then? ”

"These words..."

"Your father also talked about it back then, but what was the result? Go first and leave me with you little bastard. Jiang Yaling sat back beside Jiang Qi, looked at her biological son beside her, and said seriously: "Hard work is hard work, hard work is hard work, you should pay more attention to your body at ordinary times, your mother is only you, if you leave, then your mother really can't live." ”

"Hmm... I know. ”

"That's right!"

"Mom... Why do you never mention relatives? Jiang Qi asked suspiciously.

Regarding the matter of relatives, it is as if the word relatives does not exist at all.

Jiang Yaling frowned tightly and said indifferently: "This matter... When you get married, your mother will naturally tell you, don't ask so much now. ”

Seeing that the mother was silent, Jiang Qi didn't continue to ask, stood up and walked towards the bathroom, just opened the bathroom door, and involuntarily looked back at his mother, and saw that she was sitting in place in a daze, as if she was in deep thought.

Seemingly...

Mom also hides a lot of secrets in her heart.

...

...

night

Quietly.

Jiang Qizheng, who only has a pair of big pants on his body, is sitting at the head of the bed, holding his mobile phone in his hand, playing a "Dark Immortal" that has only recently been pushed out by a pig farm, which is similar to the games of many pig farms, "Dark Immortal" inherits the essence of liver and krypton, and brings the money trapping doctrine to the fullest.

Of course

For a dime player like Jiang Qi, it will not charge a dime anyway.

Just when someone is having fun, a WeChat message pops up on the screen, and I glance at it... It was sent by the 'Monkey King'.

Xiao Yue'er: Did you sleep?

Jiang Qi ignored her and continued to play his game.

After a while,

Song Meiyue sent it again.

Xiao Yue'er: I can't sleep a little...

Jiang Qi quit the game and edited the content for her with his mobile phone.

Endeavor young Jiang Gongzi: If you close your eyes for a while, you will fall asleep.

Xiao Yue'er: I've tried for a long time, but it didn't work

Xiao Yue'er: Would you like to talk to me for a while?

Endeavor Young Jiang Gongzi: What do you want to talk about?

At this point,

Song Meiyue, who was lying under the covers, held her mobile phone in both hands, staring intently at the content on the screen, for a while... She was hesitant, in fact, she didn't know what to talk about, and she didn't look for him because she couldn't sleep, she was just a little bored, and she subconsciously found him.

Thinking about it,

Silently sent him a message.

Xiao Yue'er: What do you think... How old am I?

After sending,

Throw the phone to the side, grab a pillow, wrap your hands and feet tightly, and bury your head in the pillow at the same time, this moment... Song Meiyue's heart was filled with some melancholy and hesitation, mixed with some expectations.

Pian Xu,

The phone rang.

Song Meiyue stretched out her hand to get the phone accurately, but she didn't check the content of someone's reply for the first time, but held it firmly in her hand.

There was a tense atmosphere in the bedroom, and Song Meiyue took a deep breath and glanced at the content he sent.

Endeavor Young Jiang Gongzi: What about thirty, what's the matter with forty, the scenery of one station and one station, the taste of one year old and one year old, no matter what others think of you, but in my eyes... Aunt Song, you will always be young, maybe the years have taken away your innocence, but they have left your maturity.

Time

The inexplicable complex emotions in my heart have long disappeared without a trace, leaving only a faint emotion.

Song Meiyue bit her plump lips, typed unhurriedly, and then silently deleted it, at this time she didn't know how to reply to someone's remarks, and thought for a long time... Simply replied with a few words.

Xiao Yue'er: I think so too

then

He added.

Xiao Yue'er: I'm sleepy

Sent Done,

Song Meiyue charged her phone, and then buried her body in the quilt, clinging to the pillow and refusing to let go.

The mouth is quite sweet.

......