Su Xiaoling heard Mother Song's words and looked at Song Yansheng who was standing at the top of the stairs.

He dressed casually and at home.

A dark gray coat with a long figure. The face is fair, the facial features are three-dimensional, and the thin lips are lightly pursed.

He had a teacup in his hand.

Hearing Mother Song's words, Song Yansheng turned his eyes and looked at Su Xiaoling.

Coincidentally, Su Xiaoling was also looking at him.

For a moment, the four eyes met and the atmosphere was scorching.

Su Xiaoling, who had always been cheeky, suddenly felt a little embarrassed and quickly shifted his attention.

Mother Song saw that Song Yansheng had been standing in place, and she didn't take the initiative to come over, and said, "You came down specifically to accompany Xiaoling, right?" Everyone has come down, so don't ink! ”

Song Yansheng approached with a cup.

Because of his poor health, Song Yansheng was a little thin, which caused his legs to look more slender and straight.

He walked up to Mother Song unhurriedly, and glanced at Su Xiaoling next to him as if he was nothing.

He raised the cup in his hand and said, "Yang Pu is not here, I'll come down and pour some hot tea." ”

This seems to have been deliberately said to Su Xiaoling.

Su Xiaoling pursed his lips and looked unimpressed.

Although she could hear the meaning of his words, she ......

It wasn't the first time she had been rejected by him.

Get used to it, get used to it!

When Song Mu heard him say this, she was not happy.

She stood up suddenly, and said with a straight face: "I suddenly remembered that your Aunt Meng asked me to go over and get something, Old Song, you go with me." ”

Father Song stood up consciously and followed Song's mother's words: "Yes, yes, yes, I'll help you get it." ”

Mother Song patted Song Yansheng's shoulder and said, "Entertain the guests well and chat with Xiaoling for a while." ”

Song Yansheng's brows moved, and his face was blank.

The corners of Su Xiaoling's mouth twitched.

One by one, the acting skills are too bad, okay?

She didn't have the face to watch this acting skills.

She knew that Aunt Song was creating opportunities for them, but this lame reason and acting skills were ......

It's so distracting, hey.

However, Song Mu also turned her head secretly and winked at Su Xiaoling.

Su Xiaoling tried to pull out a smile.

Mother Song is such a good person.

After the two elders left, only Su Xiaoling and Song Yansheng were left in the living room of Nuoda.

Facing Song Yansheng, Su Xiaoling was actually not shy at all.

She has a bold temperament and does not belong to the category of delicate Didi.

She looked up at the man standing in front of her, smiling picturesquely.

"Did you listen to that song?"

She has a great voice.

Song Yansheng has always known.

But when he heard her ethereal and melodious voice again, Song Yansheng's heart couldn't help but surge with an inexplicable emotion, entangled around him until his bones and blood.

She wore a nice look today.

The eyes are big, the eyelashes are long, the skin is fair and lovely, and the cherry lips are rosy and seductive, lovely, seductive.

Song Yansheng's heart moved, and he quickly looked away.

His awkward behavior did not escape Su Xiaoling's eyes.

That shy and simple look, ouch, what a pure paper.

"Do you think I'm pretty?"

Su Xiaoling asked not modestly at all, blinked his eyes, and smiled sweetly.

Song Yansheng: "......"

It's so thick-skinned.

He turned his face away and took the cup to pour the tea.

Su Xiaoling hurriedly followed, and said as he walked, "You must have secretly listened to that song, right?" Does it sound good? I wrote the word myself, especially for you, and you think it ......."

Before she finished her words, she saw Song Yansheng suddenly turn around, lowered her eyes, and looked at her coldly.

(End of chapter)