Have you had lunch?
Not yet
Yu Tingchuan said, When will we talk about it? I’m driving to pick you up and have dinner together.
Song city raised my hand to hook the ear hair to see the eyes that bite a straw to drink cousin dialogue that head way I’m not sure when to talk about you go to eat first, don’t come back specially
After a while, Yu Tingchuan said, Don’t want to see me?
… no Song Qingcheng really didn’t mean it. My cousin was afraid of inconvenience.
Yu Tingchuan came out of the receiver again, but this time the magnetic voice was lower. Then wait there and give you a message when you arrive.
Say that finish over there and hang up first
Song city looked at the phone and went dark to the screen, but there was no call back, so he must not come to dinner with his cousin, thinking that she would go back to her seat and continue to talk about Nancheng with Liang Xiaoxiao.
I don’t know how long it’s been since a black car drove outside.
Song city can’t help but look at his eyes.
Because I remember that Yu Tingchuan came to see her, I gradually glanced out of the window more and more times.
Is it urgent? Liang Xiaoxiao asked
Song city smiled at her no
Liang Xiaoxiao also smiled.
At this moment, a cayenne appeared in the sight of the whole Song Dynasty.
See familiar with the license plate attention has not Liang Xiaoxiao talk to the car slowly parked outside the window parking space Song Qingcheng couldn’t help but bite a straw heartbeat and some heartache.
The black cayenne stopped quietly and no one came.
Song Qingcheng forced herself to take back her sight, but there were already signs in her heart that she wanted to leave. Liang Xiaoxiao also saw that she was abnormal and couldn’t help but go back and knocked outside. It was noon, but there were no passers-by outside, but she was still available to say, I have to ask about it before I have doubts about WeChat looking for you.
Good Song Qingcheng should smile.
Liang Xiaoxiao left Song Qingcheng and sat for a few minutes, then took his little cousin out.
Go to the door YuTingChuan has pushed open the door.
Song Qingcheng looked at him coming over and his ears were a little hot and then introduced his cousin, I’ll bring my little guest today.
-digression–
Something delayed me today. I haven’t written it yet. I expect the plot to make up as early as two o’clock! Come and refresh at nine o’clock.
☆ Chapter 12 I didn’t know the truth until I checked it.
Section 147
Bud bud took the whole song hand upward watched YuTingChuan eyeful of curiosity.
I didn’t hide from people like before.
YuTingChuan deep line of sight away from the child turned to the whole song asked your niece? Or a niece?
Neither Song Qingcheng waved her hand with Bud Bud My Cousin
Yutingchuan smell speech and then at the eye child.
Song Qingcheng took the initiative to add that Yaya is my cousin’s second daughter, and my aunt was a little older when she was pregnant with this baby.
Then the little cousin suddenly asked, Sister, is he your boyfriend?
Song whole cheek hot some stumped by this question.
Even she doesn’t know when to stop being as shameless as before.
It’s YuTingChuan steady first car first find a place to eat
The little cousin tugged at the whole city and said with a flat mouth, Sister, my feet hurt.
Hearing this, the whole Song Dynasty is planning to bend over and hug people, but Yutingchuan is one step faster than her, seemingly light and picked up the child.
It’s rare that my little cousin didn’t make trouble to return the meat with Yu Tingchuan’s neck on her hand.
Yu Tingchuan’s eyes tend to be gentle when he looks at children. Song Qingcheng can’t help but think of that time when he went back to Yu’s house with him. He picked up his niece in the same way. She has never seen him get along with joie, but judging from Yu Tingchuan’s twice holding the little girl, he is suspected to be a patient and good father.
See bud bud shoes kicked him Song Qingcheng consciousness reached out and wiped off the suit dust for him.
Yu Tingchuan did not move.
Song city looked up and happened to see warmth and softness in his sight, as if some shallow smile was a glance at her face, and the temperature was getting higher and higher.
Go to the car and Song Qingcheng wants to help.
Yutingchuan has held the child with one hand and opened the back door with the other.
The traffic law stipulates that children can’t sit in the passenger cab, so Song Qingcheng will sit in the back with his little cousin.
The dining area is a restaurant five minutes’ drive from the shopping mall.
Cousin Che did the same thing again and shouted that her feet hurt.
Song Qingcheng squatted down to take off her round-headed leather shoes and looked at the situation without squeezing her feet. She put on her shoes and socks again and looked at her and asked, Why did my feet hurt suddenly when I didn’t drink well just now?
Little cousin ignored her and looked at YuTingChuan with open arms uncle hug.
… Song Qingcheng language knot.
Yutingchuan really came and picked up the child to see the sample. I really like Song Qingcheng. Seeing his suit being kicked dirty, I’m a little embarrassed to say, Let me hold it.
I want my uncle to hug me, said the little girl, hugging Yutingchuan tightly with her hands.
Song Qingcheng hinted at staring at her.
My little girl pretended not to see it and refused to come.