Chapter 215

The old lady was shocked by her and yelled back. Know to stimulate the soft rib of this wench, however, don't stimulate also not good.

"Mom, you come out to judge. Am I really too fat to see people? Am I really as fat as grandma said Ji Ling couldn't wait for her grandmother's words, so she grabbed her mother and asked a lot.

The stepmother knows that the figure is her daughter's life. How can she say that she is fat?!

"Mom, why don't you stop me from eating? Just remind me. Why do you want to watch me get fat without asking? Are you my own mother or not? " Ji Ling is going to cry.

Song Qingcheng was a little confused when she saw this terrible scene for the first time. But Ji Zhengting has seen no wonder, holding her hand, quietly left.

On the way, song Qingcheng asked him anxiously, "if we don't say this, grandma won't be angry, will she?"

"No, you said it already." Ji Zhengting gave her a reassuring word.

"Ji Ling won't make it so much that she won't let Grandma rest, will she?" It's terrible to think of Ji Ling's crazy appearance just now.

"Grandma won't talk to her." Ji Zhengting doesn't worry at all.

Everyone in my family knows too well that there is always a time when one thing comes down.

With his words, song Qingcheng was relieved.

In fact, Ji Ling belongs to that kind of baby face, lovely type, fat does not affect the beauty, of course, these are only from the surface.

But I have to admit that what grandma said just now is a little exaggeration, not as exaggeration as fat to a ball. It is estimated that it is intended to attack Ji Ling.

After all, Ji Ling is really greedy. If it goes on like this, it may really move towards the ball.

……

Back in the room, song Qingcheng washes in the master bedroom, while Ji Zhengting habitually washes in the second bedroom. But every time he washes and returns to the master bedroom, song Qingcheng has not cleaned up.

She has a little ink on washing things. Her hair is long and hard to wash. It takes time to blow dry.

Ji Zheng is blowing her hair back into the room. Waist length hair, very smooth, like a waterfall, blow dry and some micro volume, very natural.

She held the hair dryer and looked very tired. Ji Zhengting took a look at it and walked past unconsciously.

"Just a moment. I'll blow it soon." Song Qingcheng thought he wanted to use the bathroom, so he talked to him.

Ji Zhengting is funny.

How can anyone occupy the bathroom to blow their hair and let the people who need to use the bathroom wait?

He didn't speak. He just took the hair dryer from her hand and continued to blow it for her.

Song Qingcheng held his hand in the air and was stunned.

At such a big age, no one else has ever blown his hair except his mother

The heart rippled layer by layer, reverberated in the chest.

However, she did not dare to immerse herself in this feeling, "I'll do it myself..."

She tried to get the hair dryer back from him, but he was so tall that she couldn't reach it. What's more, he didn't mean it to her.

Song Qingcheng didn't rob him. He knew he couldn't. First of all, there is a big gap between my height and him. Besides, people are kind-hearted. Because I want to blow my hair and compete with him, I'm too hypocritical.

It's a big deal. She'll blow it for him next time, and it'll be back to him.

"It's time to have your hair trimmed. There's a little split at the end." Ji Zhengting said solemnly when she was at the end of her hair.

Song Qingcheng was slightly stunned. He didn't expect that he was very careful. "I have this plan. And I want to cut it short. What do you think? "

Er

Are you asking for his advice?

Well, I was going to ask for men's eyes.

"Not so much." He gave the answer straight.

"Well?" Song Qingcheng looks at him in the mirror. Although the answer was too direct, it didn't affect her mood.

"Your age is not suitable for short hair. Maybe you can consider it after 40." Ji Zhengting made his point.

In fact, most of the reasons why he didn't agree with her to cut her short hair were that he preferred her long hair, and her hair quality was very good, so it was a pity to cut it.

"You don't like short hair, do you?" Song Qingcheng suddenly guessed his heart.

"A little bit." He did not deny it.

It's not that he doesn't like short hair, it's just that he doesn't approve of her cutting it.

Song Qingcheng didn't speak any more, and his little idea of haircut was gradually dismissed. Looking at myself with long hair in the mirror, I suddenly feel much better.

In fact, it's not ugly at all.

Such a warm night, please allow her to narcissism.

After the hair is dried, Ji Zhengting puts away the hair dryer. Song Qingcheng divides the hair into two parts and dials it in front of him to check the split.

It's a little bit, and it's serious. I have no time to take care of them and trim them. It seems that I really need to find a lunch break to trim them."Take this ticket. I don't think I can use it." When song Qingcheng was tidying up his clothes, he saw the two tickets again. After thinking about it, he had better give them to him.

"Why do you take it if you don't use it?" All of a sudden, his tone became bad.

"I didn't want to take it. Grandma gave it to me." She has an innocent face.

He didn't speak and went to bed.

The old lady's words are very clear. This ticket is for them to visit together at Christmas. She doesn't want it now. Is it an obvious refusal to travel with herself?

Song Qingcheng put the ticket away.

Ji Ling has been fighting for a long time, but no one here wants it. It seems that she doesn't know what's good. So, I'd better take care of myself!

At that time, if Ji Zhengting forgets, he will find Xin Yue to play together. Anyway, just play, no money, no play for nothing.

"Where do you want to play?"

Song Qingcheng just went to bed, he heard such a sentence. But he is obviously looking at the mobile phone. Are you sure he is talking to her?

"Are you asking me?" Song Qingcheng asked.

"You think I'm talking to myself?" Does he look so boring?

“……” Well, he has not been the kind of boring people, "I am not very interested in playing, of course, may be because I am poor, but I am really afraid of the cold."

In winter, she is willing to go out unless she is given money. Otherwise, she just wants to stay at home, even if she is bored at home.

Otherwise, she is a typical housemaid!

"I didn't say I was going to take you to a hairdryer." Afraid of the cold, it's good to find a resort with good environment and have a look at the scenery indoors.

"Are you really going to take me out?" Song Qingcheng looks worried.

“……” Ji Zhengting looks at her face, black. When people hear about going out to play, they are all happy and jumping. What's her expression? "If I don't go, I'll give the ticket back to the old lady."

He has a bit of an angry tone.