Chapter 26

On the other side.

Ji Zhengting just came out of the villa. Ready to go to the old man there to say hello, but to see the housekeeper came in a hurry, his pace stopped.

The housekeeper told him the truth about song Qingcheng at the door.

Ji Zhengting was slightly stunned when he heard the speech.

Deep like the eyes of the sea toward the villa door looked in the past, the fundus of the eye a bit strange light. Then he stepped out towards the door.

In fact, he didn't receive a call from Song Qingcheng. Originally, he didn't report any hope. Unexpectedly, she had already come.

It's only seven o'clock now. The housekeeper said that she has been here for an hour. Isn't she here at six o'clock?! That is to say, she got up after five or even earlier.

Song Qingcheng was worried about being seen by the people in the guard box at the entrance of the villa, so he deliberately stayed far away, but Ji Zhengting walked out of the door and saw her at a glance.

Song Qingcheng lowered her head and looked at the household register in her hand. She felt thoughtful. Soon, like a soul in her heart, she noticed that there was a line of sight staring at her.

Raise head, then bump into a pair of deep eye ground, she Zheng Zheng Zheng.

Ji Zhengting is still a shirt and trousers. The sunshine in the morning sprinkles on him, which makes his body more colorful and moving.

It seems that he was born with the respect and authority of the emperor. There is no need to deliberately express, there is no need to make a special trip to package, there is no need to do anything, there is no need to say anything, a natural aura shaping him, enough to make people inexplicably impressed.

Song Qingcheng on his line of sight, eyes inexplicably stopped. Do not know why, often on the man's eyes, will always be inexplicably attracted by him.

Ji Zhengting's deep eyes were quiet, and his good-looking facial features still had no obvious expression. He walked toward the opposite side, and when he got close, song Qingcheng suddenly recovered.

A little embarrassed.

Ji Zhengting looked her up and down. Today, she has long hair at the back of her head, a white T-shirt with jeans, and a pair of white sports shoes on her feet. It seems that it has been washed many times. The cloth is hairy, but it is still clean.

This is a typical morning running outfit. If he was a passer-by, he would think she was running.

However, when she came here, she obviously intended to register with him, just in this dress Also let Ji Zhengting to her intention had wavered.

If he really takes her to the Civil Affairs Bureau in this way, he is worried that there will be people who suspect that he is cheating a minor girl to get married.

Song Qingcheng was already in her early twenties, with a small melon shaped face. She had beautiful eyebrows and fair skin, but after dressing like this, she looked like an 18-year-old girl.

Song Qingcheng was a little uncomfortable when he looked at him like this. After he raised his hand and scratched his ear, he glanced at him and explained, "I'm worried that there will be more people registered on Monday today, so I came here earlier."

She also knew that she had come early, and she didn't want him to think that she couldn't wait.

Sure enough, she really ran to register with him.

Ji Zhengting's heavy face eased a little, but his tone of voice was as cold as ever, "wait, I'll drive."

I don't know if it was because of his voice or the low temperature in the early morning. Song Qingcheng shivered inexplicably, and his sweat bristled.

Ji Zhengting back to the villa, the housekeeper is still with him, he told the housekeeper, "go to prepare a breakfast, pack it and bring it."

"You haven't had breakfast yet, sir." The housekeeper reminded me with concern.

Ji Zhengting was slightly surprised, "just prepare a box of milk for me."

The housekeeper didn't talk any more. After nodding, he went to prepare.

Five minutes later, Ji Zhengting drives the car out of the garage. The housekeeper puts his coat into the car, and the packed breakfast is taken over by Ji Zhengting.

Ji Zhengting left the villa and stopped in front of song Qingcheng. Without hesitation, song Qingcheng opened the front passenger's door and sat in.

Just after their car left, another red sports car stopped at the entrance of the villa.

When the door was opened, Ji Ling got out of the car in a big red dress and 10 cm high heels. The co pilot was pushed away at the same time, and Zhou Shaojing, a man in a suit, came down.

After a long time, Ji Ling didn't even have breakfast in the morning, so she was in a hurry to go home. She knows that song Qingcheng wants to climb up to her brother, so she can't wait to come back to expose song Qingcheng's purpose.

Originally, she had wanted to call her mother for a long time, but because she was just engaged, her relatives and friends couldn't come over, so she couldn't find the time to call her mother. Moreover, she couldn't tell her clearly on the phone. It's better to come back and talk to her face to face.

Mother always pays attention to the right family, and cares about the girl's self-care. If you know that song Qingcheng is poor and has a different relationship with Zhou Shaojing, you will never agree with her to enter Ji's house.

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"Fasten your seat belt." Ji Zhengting, while driving steadily, reminds her.Song Qingcheng pulled the safety belt and fastened it. When she saw the breakfast on the carriage, she looked at the man driving. "Haven't you had breakfast yet?"

"Did you eat?" Ji Zhengting lightly asked a rhetorical question, looking at her eyes as light as his tone.

“……” Song Qingcheng feels that she has found a dead topic for herself. Because she didn't have breakfast either.

Originally, I thought the atmosphere would go on like this, but I heard Ji Zhengting say, "it's still a long way from the Civil Affairs Bureau here. Eat breakfast and then you can sleep for a while. At least you should avoid taking pictures with panda eyes."

"What's the picture?" Song Qingcheng asked without thinking about it.

Ji Zhengting looked sideways and solemnly replied, "wedding photos."

Song Qingcheng just remembered that she wanted to post photos on her wedding photos. Before she came here, she really forgot. No wonder this man has been staring at his clothes just now. Compared with his formal dress, her dress is not generally inappropriate.

Then she thought of her panda eyes.

I didn't sleep well last night. I want to marry a strange man today. It's strange that she can sleep well.

"Is it really that serious?" Song Qingcheng said to himself, looking for a mirror in her bag. Because she didn't make up, she didn't have the habit of wearing a mirror at all.

Ji Zhengting seems to see that she is looking for the door and reaches out to break off the mirror in front of her head.

Song Qingcheng looked at him. Although this man is cold and hard to get close to, sometimes he can understand people's mind. He didn't study psychology, did he?

Song Qingcheng looked in the mirror, and his eyes were really a little heavy.