Chapter 42

As a result, after searching for a long time, only one blanket was found in the cabinet, and it was not very thick.

Come on, a blanket is better than nothing.

She took the blanket, carefully covered him, and then went back to bed.

……

The next day.

Song Qingcheng wakes up in Meimei's sleep and finds that the man on the sofa has disappeared.

Did you sleep so late last night and wake up so early today?

Song Qingcheng felt the mobile phone from the head of the bed and opened it. It was only seven o'clock. At school, she had to sleep at least until eight o'clock to get up. But it's in other people's homes. The habit of staying in bed must be changed.

She got out of bed and went to the bathroom.

After washing and entering the cloakroom to change clothes, I remember that I fell down last night

It's over!

What should we do now?

If you go down to look now, you will be seen. If you go down dressed like this, if you are seen by the tiger, you don't know how to find fault with her!

Just when she was sad, she found a set of clothes on the cupboard

No!

Isn't this the blouse she fell off last night?

So It was Ji Zhengting who helped her get it back?!

Cover your face!

When song Qingcheng changed his clothes and came out, it happened that the door was pushed open from the outside, and then a tall figure came in.

Ji Zhengting didn't seem to expect that she would get up so early. When they bumped into each other, their eyes were a bit surprised.

Song Qingcheng thought of the inner garment she was wearing. Her cheeks turned red, and her eyes were very unnatural.

"Pack up and go to the old lady's for breakfast with me." In the end, Ji Zhengting was the first to speak.

"To the old lady for breakfast?" Do you want to be in such trouble.

Song Qingcheng just out of instinct to say the truth, did not expect to wait for a man a cold eye.

Ji Zhengting doesn't speak. He just goes to his cloakroom and takes a coat. When he comes out, he just passes by song Qingcheng. Like inadvertently, the action is also natural, but she took the hand, toward the bedroom outside.

Song Qingcheng was stunned.

Man's step is very big, she can't keep up, so she can only see his back.

"Wait, wait, wait, my waist, my waist..." Song Qingcheng came back and found that his waist was not well twisted. When he dragged him along like this, the pain was even worse.

She is dragging thin waist, frowning, a face of pain expression, so just the voice is more and more soft.

Listen in men's ears I want to, I want to

What a criminal temptation?

Ji Zhengting found that he was breathing hard unconsciously. She let go of her hand, turned around and went downstairs first.

When song Qingcheng saw that he was so indifferent, he also took care of himself. He made a face at him, and then went down the stairs step by step with great care.

Seeing that she was inconvenient, the servant upstairs came up to help her. Then the housekeeper brought the medicine to her.

Song Qingcheng had to go back to her bedroom again to apply the medicine, but with the help of a servant, she walked more smoothly.

The servant helped her with the medicine and then helped her down the stairs.

As soon as I got downstairs, I met my stepmother pouring water out of the restaurant. When I saw her, my face suddenly pulled down. I glanced at her and said, "you haven't slept yet?"

Early in the morning, song Qingcheng was too lazy to care about her. She pursed her lips and kept silent.

"Mom, let's go to grandma's for breakfast." Ji Zhengting came over from the living room.

"Go ahead, go ahead. Don't show up in front of me in the future. I'll be flustered when I see it." These words are obviously against the Song Dynasty.

"Don't worry, auntie. I won't show up in front of you. After all, I don't feel better than you." Song Qingcheng answered lightly.

After listening to the words in front of her, the stepmother was very proud, but when she heard the words in the back, her face and eyes suddenly burst out with a strong flame.

Song Qingcheng didn't want to see her face. She went to the door first, changed her shoes and went out.

When they came to the second floor, they saw a rich breakfast on the dining table.

"Zhengting and Qingcheng are here. Go wash your hands and have breakfast. " When the old lady saw her grandson and granddaughter-in-law walking hand in hand, her face looked like a flower.

Song Qingcheng smiles to the old lady, nods and goes to the bathroom.

I didn't see the old lady, but she didn't want to ask.

"Grandma, where's grandpa?" Ji Zhengting swept a circle, did not see the old man, so he asked the old lady.

"It's still in the study. Go and call him."

Ji Zhengting nodded, then went to the study.

"Zheng Ting, what's wrong with your leg?" After that, the old lady saw that her grandson was not walking properly, so she quickly followed up and asked.Just at this time, song Qingcheng came out of the bathroom and was embarrassed to hear the old lady's question.

Ji Zhengting subconsciously glanced at her, and then replied to the old lady, "maybe I didn't sleep well last night."

The old lady is a smart person. Just now she found that song Qingcheng walked hard, and her grandson's legs were not very flexible. In addition, she said that she didn't sleep well last night. It must be that the wedding night was too crazy.

"I said how Qingcheng held his waist early in the morning. It turned out that you were the one who made trouble. But I can tell you that this wedding night is too much. It's going to be a long time. You can't hurt yourself because of the impulse. What's more, Qingcheng is still young, and her body is rigid and delicate. You can't stand your energy. In the future, you'll have to be compassionate. "

“……” Song Qingcheng's face is as red as a prawn.

But Ji Zhengting is still calm and free to answer, "listen to you."

The old lady smiles with satisfaction, then holds song Qingcheng's hand again and says, "Qingcheng, if Zhengting bullies you like he did last night, you will tell Grandma that she will teach him a lesson for you."

The last three words of the old lady are very hard and serious.

Song Qingcheng awkwardly wants to dig a hole to get in. I could feel that my face must be red and bleeding. I buried my face and gave a dull "Oh".

"However, Zheng Ting is now in his vigorous age, and you are his first girlfriend. Sometimes it's inevitable that he will lose control. You should be more considerate of him." The old lady, on the other hand, complained for her grandson.

Song Qingcheng's mind was in a mess, as if he had been bombed.

What do you mean, old lady?

But The old lady said that she was Ji Zhengting's first girlfriend

Did the president live so old that he didn't even have a girlfriend?

Er

Do you want to be so bad!