Chapter 63

Old kid

Song Qingcheng just wanted to ask, which child is as fierce as his grandfather? I have a cold face all day, and I'm scared just looking at it.

Thinking of this, she couldn't help looking at the man opposite. Who knows, the vision just swept past, the man coldly projected to come over, seem to be catching her specially.

Song Qingcheng is depressed, this man is too terrible, can't have perspective eye, can see through people's inner mind?!

"Qingcheng, your eyes seem to be a little heavy these two days, haven't you had a good rest?" Asked the old lady.

"No, I sleep very well. Basically, I sleep until dawn."

It's just that the time is a little short. In other words, it's not short, that is, it's a little short for people like her who lack sleep for a long time.

"Did you quarrel with Zheng Ting?" The old lady looked at her and then at her grandson next to her.

Song Qingcheng was slightly stunned, and then quickly vetoed, "no, I have nothing to quarrel with him."

"How did Zheng Ting sleep last night?" The old lady didn't believe it.

“……” Song Qingcheng was confused. How does the old lady know he slept twice last night? She looked at the man next to her. It seemed that she suspected that he had told the secret.

Ji Zhengting was also shocked. I didn't expect the old lady to arrange an eye liner on his side.

"Grandma, I'm not feeling well these two days. For the sake of safety, I'm sleeping for two days." Ji Zhengting's explanation is very good.

"Yes, I'm not feeling very well these two days." Song Qingcheng didn't know what Ji Zhengting's so-called discomfort meant, so he quickly followed Ying He.

The old lady just laughed. It turned out that Sun Tzu cherished Sun Tzu's daughter-in-law's inconvenient health and worried that he could not control it, so he bent down to sleep for the second time. It seems that the cold grandson is in love with his little wife.

"Zheng Ting, although you are vigorous now, at least you should have some restraint. Qingcheng is still small now. Don't scare her." The old lady still worried to remind him.

"No Ji Zhengting answered while eating bread.

Song Qingcheng was listening, feeling a little hazy. He took a piece of toast and bit it slowly.

"Qingcheng, you are beautiful, white and in good shape. Sometimes if Zhengting is too much, you should be considerate of him. This couple has two aspects of life. Only when you are satisfied, can the other party be satisfied. If the other party can't even give you the minimum satisfaction, the marriage will be very difficult to be happy. "

“…… Oh, I know Song Qing Cheng Leng Leng, completely don't know how to return a sentence.

What excess? What satisfaction?

Where is this?

"Look, you are also a obedient and sensible child. We Zhengting married you. We will love you and spoil you in the future. " The old lady's face was about to burst into laughter.

Song Qingcheng smiles awkwardly.

This feeling of lying is really bad.

……

After breakfast, song Qingcheng helped the old lady to water the vegetables planted in the yard two days ago while there was still some time. But the old lady didn't ask her to help because she knew she was not well.

After leaving from the vice building, Ji Zhengting got on the bus at the door and left without saying a word to her.

Song Qingcheng looked at his car and left, then went to find uncle Liang's car, but was stopped by a voice.

"Qing Cheng..."

It sounds familiar.

Song Qingcheng looked along the sound and was in a bad mood all of a sudden. She was called by Zhou Shaojing, who had just come out of the villa. It looked like a man.

Song Qingcheng didn't care about him, so she turned around and left.

When Zhou Shaojing saw that she was going to leave, he came up with a few arrows and grabbed her, "Qing Cheng, don't always hide from me."

"Zhou Shaojing, take away your dirty hands, otherwise, don't blame me for being rude to you." Song Qingcheng stares at him, holding his hand and warning him mercilessly.

Zhou Shaojing looked at her and was reluctant. But he knows song Qingcheng's temper. If he insists on pestering her, he is not sure what she will do.

What's more, it's safer to stay away from Ji's family now.

"Qing Cheng, although I hurt you, you have to believe me, that's really not my intention. I said that when I am brilliant and prosperous, I will come back to marry you. Please believe me Zhou Shaojing said it sincerely.

Song Qingcheng saw him like this, it was like hearing the world's most ridiculous joke, however, she did not hold back, funny laugh out.

"Qing Cheng, what are you laughing at?" Seeing her smile, Zhou Shaojing felt more and more uncomfortable. He clasped her shoulders and asked, "do you think I'm cheating you?"

Song Qingcheng's face was cold, and he broke away from him, "Zhou Shaojing, to tell you the truth, I don't even believe a punctuation mark in your words. Also, please find out who you are now. You are Ji Ling's fiance and I am Ji Zhengting's wife. Please call me sister-in-law later. The word "Qing Cheng" is no longer worthy of your nameZhou Shaojing eyebrows slightly a convergence, the corners of the mouth smoked, it seems that there is not reconciled, "Qingcheng, I know you are impulsive, so I married Ji Zhengting, want to use this way to revenge me, but Qingcheng you have to know, such as Ji family, they will never accept you this kind of family born people."

"What happened when I was born?" Song Qingcheng's tone immediately became bad, "although I was born poor, I have a kind and noble heart. Unlike some people, no matter how noble they are, they can't hide their vulgarity and ugliness. "

People like Ji Ling. What's the matter with the money? Money is just the capital to indulge her arrogance; money will only satisfy her vanity.

"Qing Cheng, why don't you understand?" Zhou Shaojing is a bit of a hard worker.

Song Qingcheng doesn't want to talk to him anymore, but when she wants to leave, she just sees Ji Ling shaking her beloved Hermes out of the villa.

Song Qingcheng immediately hit a spirit, frowned and said: "Shaojing, you see if my shoes are knock to the foot, good pain."

"Really? Let me see. " Zhou Shaojing was nervous and quickly squatted down to check her.

Song Qingcheng glanced at Ji Ling, knew that she had seen it, and raised her lips with pride.

"It's all right. I'll go to school first." Song Qingcheng took his foot out of his hand and turned to walk to Uncle Liang's car.

Zhou Shaojing was just happy because of her attitude change. How could she leave like this?

"Qing Cheng, I'll treat you to dinner in the evening." Zhou Shaojing did not give up and said a word later.

"No, you'd better keep your little tiger." Song Qingcheng did not return to his head back, and then opened the door to get on.

Little tiger?