She wanted to see what had happened and was about to knock at the door when she found a crack in the door of Shengqingqing.
At this moment, Sheng Qingqing is resting on the ink cloud in his chest, and the whole person is crying silently in his arms. He whispers in his ear, "The ink cloud belongs to my mother!"
Ink cloud raised his hand and finally fell ChengQingQing back gently patting.
Sheng Yingying seems that the posture of the two people is so ambiguous that she can’t believe what she saw in front of her eyes, sister. How could she do this?
Ink cloud belongs to him. It’s just a bodyguard of Shengjia. How can my sister and bodyguard be so close?
Brother Nanfeng was so angry just now when she asked him, and he was awkward again. He must be angry. My sister and Moyungui are too close and it’s hard to say it.
Sister, this time it’s really too much. Brother Nanfeng is so sick to her. She came to see her and gave her a gift. How can she make Brother Nanfeng angry?
Sheng Yingying came to ask what was going on. Now, I don’t ask the truth, but my sister was wrong.
Sheng Qingqing still relies on the ink cloud to return to her knees. Her back is straight and motionless. She drops tears on his chest.
Chapter 4 You have to call me an uncle when you are young.
Because there are many people traveling on weekends, the southerly wind was blocked by the viaduct for more than two hours when I went back, and the party was over when I got home.
Sheng Qingqing’s mood can’t be worse when he is full of anger and hungry.
But at this time, my grandparents will take a nap, my parents will not be home, and they won’t even care about others.
As soon as Ji Nanfeng entered the room to strike, she felt that little brother was in a bad mood, but she couldn’t guess the reason.
But little brother has always been a child, and maybe he will be fine later.
"How is Qingqing? Is it better?" Sheng ge asked
"That girl is fine. Take care of yourself first!" JiNanFeng didn’t good the spirit way
"What’s the matter?" Sensitive to singing, aware that little brother’s tone is wrong
"What’s the matter? As soon as you come back, ask her why she didn’t ask me if I had dinner?" Sitting next to Ji Nanfeng’s strike is stuffy.
Shengge was amused by his expression. "Okay, did the little brother eat?"
Ji Nanfeng was very dissatisfied and took a look at his sister. "No!"
"Then I’ll let my aunt do it. You don’t like wonton, just how much kitchen there is!" Although I feel that the younger brother is in a temper, I still ask very seriously.
"Don’t eat enough!" Ji Nanfeng came here to tell her sister how bully Sheng Qingqing is, but I don’t want to worry her sister because she hasn’t raised her body yet.
Ji Nanfeng got up and went out of his sister’s room to strike after five words. I also wanted to ask him if the wind chime Qingqing liked it.
Forget it or don’t ask, little brother. Maybe it’s because he didn’t make wind chimes for him that he was jealous.
When I called Sheng Qingqing for the first time, no one answered it until the second time, but it was only the ink cloud that answered it.
Mo Yun returned to sleep after seeing her eyes. Sheng Qingqing whispered, "Miss Da hasn’t woken up from her nap!"
"Oh, then don’t call her. I’ll call later!"
At dinner, Sheng Qingqing took the words back, but she also understood very well that there was no quarrel with Ji Nanfeng at noon.
She was angry at that time, and she was a bit outspoken. It was too hard to say those words to Ji Nanfeng.
After all, outsiders don’t know such a scandal as aunt cheating on her own brother-in-law
In the past two years, Mo Yu has been creating herself in the ladies’ circle, and she has to be praised from the image because of her elder sister’s commandment.
Of course, the outside world also holds that the mayor’s daughter is a sick seedling with a perverse personality and a short life.
A rain made Qingcheng autumn more intense. Although Sheng Qingqing’s condition was stable, he was weak and tired, and the weather was bad, so he didn’t learn.
However, the wound of Xia Shengge has not completely recovered, and Ji Qingshan ordered them to rest at home. Both of them have not learned to talk often, which is a step closer to not talking for an hour or two.
And the gift of Sheng Qingqing in the period of singing and recovering from illness is delivered to Moyungui personally every day.
Shen Jiaran joked with a smile. If she didn’t know that Qingqing was a girl, she would really have naughty boys chasing them for a party.
When I heard my aunt joking, I couldn’t help but be shy and say, "Aunt!"
"Ok, aunt, don’t say it!" Shen Jiaran is the first time to see a strike so shy and flushed.
That’s what a little girl at this age should be like. She touched her hair lovingly and felt more and more. It’s good to have a daughter. It’s much more intimate than those smelly little girls.
Ji Nanfeng’s school day is really sad these days. I don’t even have anyone to accompany me to school, even Sheng Qingqing, who can bicker occasionally to relieve boredom.
On this day, Nanfeng just wanted to sigh. Song Yu sighed heavily. "I don’t like eating at you and me every day!"
This sentence is also a natural JiNa wind. How can it be so wrong to say it from Song Yu’s mouth? How dare you abandon him?
"I think it smells good when you eat it. You have eaten most of a dish, so you are not shy to say it!" At Song Yu JiNa wind abandon.
Song Yu glanced at the south wind plate. "It seems as if you eat very little!"
You hurt me and I hurt you. They went back to the classroom together and looked at their sister’s position. Song Yu couldn’t help but say, "It’s almost time to learn the song sister injury!"
"My parents let my sister raise it again and say it’s Zhou Ke!" Ji Nanfeng said it smoothly, and he felt it was wrong. Why did he tell him? This stinky little guy is uneasy and kind.
"I’m telling you, don’t think about my sister’s words. I’ll pretend I haven’t heard of them or don’t blame me for turning against you!" Ji Nanfeng has his own boundary in his heart. Brothers are brothers, sisters and sisters. They are absolutely not allowed.
"We always have to grow up. I can’t do anything if I marry a singer!" What’s wrong with everyone knowing the truth?
The neighbor’s brother and his wife are childhood friends, too. The two families have already booked the university and got married as soon as they graduated. How happy they are!
"Don’t you dare say that if I say no, it meansno. You don’t deserve my sister, and my parents won’t agree to let my dad know that you dare to hit my sister. Be careful that he breaks your calf!"
Song Yu thought that Ji Qingshan was tough and couldn’t help swallowing saliva. "I will wait for my sister to grow up!"
"Bah, you still want to be my brother-in-law. Look at what you deserve for my sister!" Ji Nanfeng dislikes it very much
"Ji Nanfeng, if you are really young, you have to call me an uncle. If I marry a singer sister, you have to call her a little aunt!" Dad Song Yu is Ji Nanfeng’s mother’s little brother.
What I hate most about Ji Nanfeng is that Song Yu takes the seniority as a matter of fact. At this moment, he is partial to Ji Nanfeng. At the thought of time, my sister will be turned into time, and my aunt wants to hit people.
Song Yu felt bad when she finished speaking. She ran away. This duty hasn’t been finished yet. If there is another fight, will there be a day of seeing the light of day?
"Song Yu, you live for me!" Chasing behind the south wind
At the end of the day, the two men ran panting, one couldn’t run and the other couldn’t chase. Song Yu held his thigh and gasped, "What’s the big deal? Can’t we just call you brother according to the theory of brothers?"
Song Yu, if his father knows this, it is estimated that there will be a good beating. Can you be willing to be beaten by your own son?
He has a grudge against Ji Qingshan, which almost made him unable to marry a wife. This hatred is bitter and deserved. His generation called him uncle!