I really didn’t want to try to say it myself in the past, but now it’s not as difficult as I thought. Song Qingcheng laughed slowly. Just like my husband said that he should learn to confess properly, I didn’t understand what he said. Now I’m sitting here with you, and I just want to tell you these things for nothing. I suddenly feel very relaxed when a stone in my heart is removed.
Your husband knows so much Su Mian sighed with emotion.
Song Qingcheng smiled more brightly and nodded, I learned a lot around him. For me, he is not only my husband but also my teacher.
……
Su Mian and others didn’t leave until after dinner.
In the evening, Lao Zhao came to tell Song that the whole city had arranged a bus to send her classmates home after dinner. They were originally ready to leave, so they were left behind by enthusiastic Aunt Gong.
Off the guest Song Qingcheng took the mobile phone and dialed Yutingchuan’s number.
Yutingchuan didn’t come back for dinner.
Song Qingcheng called Yu Tingchuan before dinner. Yu Tingchuan said that he would eat with friends outside so that they didn’t have to wait for him.
Answer the phone at the moment and learn that he has been at Dr. Jiang’s house.
Yu Tingchuan said that she would come back as soon as possible. After Song Qingcheng verbally answered the line, she went to the kitchen and told Aunt Gong that she had gone to Dr. Jiang’s house.
Jiangchi Villa is not separated from the next door by a distance, but there are street lamps and flat roads every few meters on the mall. Even if Song Qingcheng is pregnant with a family, there is no problem.
Knock on Jiang jiamen Song Qingcheng first saw the nanny at home.
The other is a girl in her twenties.
Song Qingcheng followed Yu Tingchuan to Dr. Jiang’s house here. He knew this little babysitter, both in appearance and in clothes. He had a simple air and an accent. Hunan Putonghua could not tell the front nasal sound from the back nasal sound. Song Qingcheng still remembered the first time he heard the other party call Jiang Chi’ bitch doctor’, a little babysitter, to call names.
Come to Mr. Yu? Asked the little babysitter
Song Qingcheng smiled and saw the line of sight of Xuan’s leather shoes looking into the house. Did you find anyone in the living room? He and Dr. Jiang’s building?
The little babysitter chuckled, Yeah, mysteriously, I don’t know what to say, and I went to hide in the building.
Then I’ll go upstairs and have a look.
When Song Qingcheng went to the stairs, the babysitter woke her feet. I forgot to mop the floor these days. Be careful not to fall.
Talking, the little babysitter took out a handful of melons from her apron pocket.
The TV in the living room is broadcasting the program Old Uncle which specializes in mediating family disputes.
I have to admit that Dr. Jiang has a big heart
Song Qingcheng didn’t hear a word from the back of the building. It was the first time that she came here. She didn’t know which room it was. The little babysitter didn’t wake her just now. She forgot to ask herself. She followed her guess and turned and walked to the right aisle. She found a door left unlocked. She reached out and tried to push it.
The door opened and soft lights poured out from it.
I caught a glimpse of the row of mahogany shelves, and Song Qingcheng was sure that this was the house.
I was going to knock on the door with my finger, and then I found that there seemed to be no one in the room. She looked down the aisle. I don’t know where else to meet guests on the second floor of the villa except here. It can’t be Dr. Jiang’s bedroom
Consciousness Song Qingcheng turned to the room.
She was just about to turn her head and see the man sitting on the couch.
Yu Tingchuan lay comfortably with his hands resting on a recliner to close his eyes and rest his breath. The dark yellow light shone on his shirt and he couldn’t say how leisurely he was.
Song Qingcheng turned back and walked into the room with light steps.
Before deciding on the recliner
It’s quite surprising that Yutingchuan didn’t notice that she was close to the whole Song Dynasty and looked at her husband’s facial features nearby. I don’t know if it was the light, but I felt that Yutingchuan’s face was not very good. Her belly was getting bigger and bigger and she couldn’t squat down as before to raise my hand and touch his shoulder.
Yu Tingchuan quickly opened his eyes and saw that she had just frowned and relaxed her eyes. Come here by yourself?
Song Qingcheng nodded I’ll take you home
Yu Tingchuan listened and then asked her, Are all the classmates back?
Well Song Qingcheng sat next to the sofa.
She looked at YuTingChuan intentional how to sleep here open tone will catch a cold
It’s a nap.
Yu Tingchuan sat up, pressed his thumb and forefinger and middle finger, and fell back to her body with a deep vision. Suddenly, his tone was gentle and he commanded, Bring me a glass of water.
There is a water dispenser in the corner of the room.
Song city should get up and pour a cup of hot and cold water.
Looking at Yutingchuan, he bowed his head and drank two sips of water. Song Qingcheng felt that his complexion had recovered. He just wanted to ask him if he was uncomfortable. He heard him speak first. The ticket to Beijing has been booked at the end of the month. When you fill out the college entrance examination, you will pick up joie in the past.
☆ Chapter 46 I told them that I chased you first.
Although I have long known that I suddenly heard this arrangement during my trip abroad, Song Qingcheng still gave birth to reluctance. I may be used to being accompanied, but my mood is not as good as it used to be, and I have to change back to a person suddenly, just like a kite losing traction in flight.
Why don’t you go at the end of July?
Yu Tingchuan was putting the cup on the coffee table. When she heard that she was going to delay, she looked up and smiled at her eyes. Blink for a month and drag it to the end of June and the end of July, and the whole summer should be over.
Is your face bad and your stomach uncomfortable?
Song city suddenly asked
Words out of the mouth, eyes unblinkingly looked at the man sitting on the couch.