When she was first with Song Yi, she was also ridiculous. At that time, Grandpa Tai was still there. Song Yi secretly bought a skirt, and after she put it on, she didn't take it off when the two were messing around.

After a night of messing around, I couldn't even ask for that dress.

She didn't remember to ask any questions at the time, but now she did.

"Why did you give me a dress at the time?" She asked, shaking her toes, looking up.

Song Yiming knew which time she was talking about, but he deliberately pretended not to understand.

"Which time?"

Fang Zongtang didn't squirm, and said directly: "After we were together, when you first came home from Xiangjiang University." ”

Song Yi deliberately pretended to remember it and said, "You said that time~"

She looked up at her neck a little uncomfortable, and stood up directly.

Song Yi subconsciously stretched out his hand to help.

She looked at the outstretched hand and laughed.

"What? Afraid I'll fall? ”

Song Yi chuckled and withdrew his hand and said, "That time, I don't remember much. Just remember, you put on the skirt and are happy! ”

She looked at the person who spoke funny, and the two of them touched the skirt on the black jacket, his eyesight was so good, and he could still see that she was happy?

Song Yi continued: "If you like to wear skirts, I'll ask someone to make a batch and send it." ”

She stepped on her high heels and walked around the house twice. The more you go, the more awkward it becomes.

"If you don't wear it, your feet will be uncomfortable." She was about to lift her foot and kick her shoes out when someone walked up to him and bent down.

"Hold me on, don't fall."

She looked down at her wider, much stronger shoulders and sat down on a stool.

Song Yi shook down, quickly knelt on one knee, and held on steadily.

She lifted Erlang's legs and stretched her feet in front of Song Yi.

"You really bought me such a hard shoe?"

Song Yi held her with one hand, and with the other, he took off his high heels and put them on the ground.

"I think you'll probably want to give it a try and buy it back."

He knew her well.

She wouldn't necessarily wear it, but she would certainly be curious to try it.

The other heel was also taken off and put together.

Song Yi didn't let go of the person, just like this, he carried the person up.

Her feet stuck into her clothes and slowly fell down, and the whole person was just wrapped over his shoulders.

An unbridled smile flashed on Song Yi's face, took two steps, and carried the person to the mirror.

She looked up at the two in the mirror and said in a calm tone that was diametrically opposed to what she was now, "You've grown up. ”

The corners of Song Yi's mouth rose uncontrollably: "You have also grown up." ”

She said that growing up is height, shoulders and strength.

Song Yi is not!

She glanced down, straightened up in annoyance, and jumped off him.

As soon as he jumped halfway, he was pinched and hugged by the waist.

"No shoes, don't get your feet dirty."

Song Yi directly picked up the person horizontally and put him on the sofa chair on the side.

Then use yourself as a cushion on a sofa chair.

Let people sit.

"Ah Tang...... I want to talk to you! ”

He buried his head in her shoulder, and without a trace, took a deep breath.

For a moment, she seemed to be back ten years ago, the last night she remembered the two of them together.

At that time, his aura was almost exactly the same as now!

Neither of them spoke, just sat quietly.

It was like a silent confrontation, obviously Song Yi's posture had dropped to the lowest point, and there was no trace of resistance, allowing her to step on the soles of her feet.

But he was always tense and stubborn, wanting an answer.

It took five or six minutes before she spoke.

"Yes, after a while, I'll move back to the old house!"