Chapter 131

Song Qingcheng found an excuse to review the lessons handed in by the florist, and went downstairs alone. I didn't dare to lift my eyelids when I passed him.

Ji Zhengting looks at her that embarrassed appearance, suppresses in the heart bottom smile, finally laughed.

I can see that she is in a good mood. I heard her answering the phone just now. If he guessed correctly, it should be the principal who called her.

Although Ji Zhengting's expectation was wrong, after Song Qingcheng went downstairs, he soon received a call from the headmaster.

"Headmaster?" Song Qingcheng stood up from the sofa in shock.

Ji Zhengting stopped again.

This call is from the principal. Who is the one just now? What was it that made song Qingcheng so happy.

"Well, principal, I'll be on time tomorrow. Goodbye, principal

Song Qingcheng's voice came from downstairs again. It's not hard to hear that her excited voice was shaking.

With the confirmation of the headmaster, song Qingcheng was more relieved. Moreover, the principal's attitude and tone just now were very polite, which made her feel a little embarrassed.

It seems that Gu Feng is not a boaster. I didn't expect that the headmaster would respect him for his age.

Song Qingcheng didn't have the heart to review the lessons of flower art. He went to bed early tonight and had to face the major media tomorrow.

This is her first time on camera. She must keep a good mental appearance.

Pick up the book on the sofa and go upstairs happily.

In the room, Ji Zhengting hasn't gone to sleep yet. She comes in humming a little song, and there is a trace of a fleeting smile under her eyes.

"I have to get up early tomorrow morning and go to bed early tonight." He said to her.

"Well, good." Song Qingcheng simply nodded.

Song Qingcheng didn't think much about it. He just thought he was talking about going to school tomorrow morning. Originally tomorrow is Monday, I have to get up early, so I can't think of any other meaning in his words.

Ji Zhengting didn't say much. He turned off the light and went to bed.

Song Qingcheng hesitated a little, and finally went to bed around the other side.

The last time I slept on the sofa, I was carried to bed by him in the middle of the night, which did not disturb the old lady. If she still insisted on sleeping on the sofa, she would either be asked by the old lady or be carried to bed by him in the middle of the night.

So, she might as well sleep in bed. Anyway, his bed is big, two people sleep on one side, the middle is enough to sleep two of her.

Of course, the figure like Ji Zhengting can only sleep one night at most.

It's just

The most depressing thing about song Qingcheng is that he slept well on his side the night before, but when he woke up the next day, he was lying in someone's arms

What's the situation?

Song Qingcheng opened her eyes and found that she was lying on someone's chest, and could clearly hear someone's powerful heartbeat.

She's mad, and she wants to take her heart out.

But in order not to wake someone up, she was still holding her breath and stepped back from his arms.

Fortunately, he didn't find out every time, otherwise it would be a shame to go to grandma's house.

Song Qingcheng took a long breath, then lifted the quilt and got out of bed to wash in the bathroom.

When she came out, she suddenly found that the person on the bed was missing

Song Qingcheng's heart thumped for a while, and hurriedly went to look everywhere.

Did not find, just when she was puzzled, she saw that Ji Zhengting had changed his clothes and came out of the cloakroom.

Song Qingcheng was directly confused.

"You Why do you wake up so early? " He was staring at Goucheng.

Ji Zhengting hasn't washed yet, but he has made people feel very sober. He rolled up the sleeve of his shirt and looked at the time with his wrist. Then he asked her, "is it early?"

“……” Song Qingcheng admits that it's really not early. At least they get up at this time every day. "I mean, when did you wake up?"

The point is, she wants to know if he knows what she's doing in his arms.

Ji Zhengting knew what she wanted to care about, so he just looked at her and didn't answer her. While rolling his sleeves, he walked to the bathroom, and finally threw her two words, "just woke up."

Song Qingcheng was relieved. But the next moment I feel wrong, just wake up and change clothes?

So In fact, he already knew that he was sleeping in his arms?!

Song Qingcheng, you can jump from here.

……

In the morning, before Ji Zhengting came down, song Qingcheng took a box of milk and bread from the kitchen and left home in a hurry like a thief.

Although Ji Ling moved to the West building, she came to the main building to eat three meals a day in order to save the workload of the servants.

Just now I saw song Qingcheng leaving in a hurry at the door. I don't know her whereabouts.

"Was that song Qingcheng? How sneaky! It's like being a thief Ji Ling came in and talked to her mother."Isn't she always doing dirty things?" The stepmother didn't take it seriously.

Ji Ling felt that what her mother said was right, so she didn't take charge of song Qingcheng any more. Instead, she thought of another thing, "by the way, mom, I have something I want to discuss with you."

"What's so serious?" The stepmother was surprised. It's rare to see a daughter so formal to discuss things with herself.

Ji Ling led her mother to sit down on the sofa in the living room. She seemed to be a little shy of the servants coming and going, "Mom, you know, now I've moved to the West building alone. Although I'm still in a yard, I always feel lonely. And the house is not my own. Maybe one day song Qingcheng will sue me in front of my brother, and he will blow me out directly. "

Ji Ling has never found a suitable opportunity to complain to her mother about this.

"She dares!" The stepmother growled, then sneered, "it's against her."

A girl who doesn't have hair, dares to bully her daughter in her territory. She doesn't want to mix up.

"Now it's not a question of whether song Qingcheng dares or not. The key is that my brother adheres to her. Even if she can't do anything to me now, what about the future? If she gives birth to a son and a half to our family in the future, her status will be different. It's not a matter of saying that she wants to blow me out at that time. "

"Don't worry, as long as there is a mother in this family, it's not her turn to make the decision." The stepmother takes out her hostess's domineering airs.

It's obvious that the main points in the topic of mother and daughter don't come together.

"Mom, that said, the society is too realistic now. If you don't like it, you can't keep this family for a lifetime, can you? In the future, when you are old, you will have no place to speak. You don't want to see your daughter kicked out, do you? "