As soon as the woman entered the door, she was instantly attracted by Zhao Cheng's cold temperament, and after looking at Zhao Cheng, the woman stroked her hair, and walked towards Zhao Cheng with her dog and high heels in her arms elegantly.

After the woman got closer, the smell of smoked dead people on her body made Zhao Cheng frown.

It was so choking that Zhao Cheng subconsciously moved a little to Song Qing's side.

Sure enough, the fresh and clean smell on his wife's body made people feel comfortable.

The woman found that the man had not looked up at her while sitting on the couch the whole time.

And her eyes kept falling on the woman sitting next to her, and in an instant she looked at Song Qing's gaze and became jealous.

Women are all very magical creatures, no, she now feels that her charm has been provoked, and it is not good to look at Song Qing's gaze instantly.

Now seeing that there are three people sitting on the sofa now, and there is no place for her, she can't help frowning, reaching out to touch the head of the puppy in her arms, and then looking at Song Qing.

"Hey, I'm going to sit here, you let me go."

The woman's voice fell, Song Qing raised her head to look at her, and then pointed to herself and raised her eyebrows and asked.

"You're talking to me?"

The woman looked at Song Qing with a proud face and said, "It's not you, who else, you get up, I want to sit here."

Song Qing is naturally not easy to mess with, "Yo, if you let me get up, I'll get up, you have a big face?" ”

The woman raised her hand and pointed at Song Qing, "Do you know who I am, I'm the landlord here." ”

Song Qing stood up and slapped her hand away, "The landlord is amazing, what does it matter to me that you are the landlord, you are the landlord, I will give you a seat when you come?" What is this place, this is a barber shop, we are here to cut our hair. Even if you want to cut your hair, then there is a first-come, first-served one, what qualifications do you have for me to give you a seat. ”

The woman glared, "You ......"

Song glanced at her, "What are you, are you seventy or eighty?" Or a pregnant woman with a big belly, or a one- or two-year-old child? ”

"Seriously, if you are seventy or eighty or a pregnant woman with a big belly, I will get up and sit down without you saying that you respect the old and love the young."

Song Qing said this, his voice turned and he looked at her suspiciously and said: "However, I don't look like you are seventy or eighty, and you don't look like a pregnant woman with a big belly, in that case, why should I give you a seat, isn't it that you are still disabled, my God, are you really disabled, if so, then I should really give you a seat."

The woman's face was blue and white for a while, and it was really changeable.

"You, you, who are the disabled."

Song Qing looked at the woman with an innocent face.

"It's not a disabled person, so it's okay! There's no reason to give up your seat then. After Song Qing finished speaking, he sat down directly, ignoring the woman holding the dog.

There are really all kinds of people in this world.

No, there is another kind that is the one in front of you, the nostrils look at people.

Song Qingqing will not give this kind of face, even if you let someone, not only will people not be grateful, but will take it for granted.

Seeing Song Qing like this, she touched the dog's hand with a forceful force.

The next moment, the long nails pinched it directly, and the dog in its arms instantly felt pain, and he bit her hand with his backhand.

"Ah...... You dead dog. The woman said and smashed the dog in her arms to the ground.

The white puppy fell, got up and limped to the corner of the wall shivering, obviously frightened by his owner.