Song Qingcheng looked at him and saw him walk out of the ward.
How dare he think that she is not qualified? She didn't think he did it well!
Every time the stepmother and Ji Ling attack themselves, apart from mediating, which time is he really standing on his side and saying a word for himself?
She didn't complain, didn't say he was wronged, on the contrary, he disliked his disqualification first.
Which woman can stand it when he is old and young?
Unless he can marry a princess who is better than their family, he will look good then.
Hum!
I don't think she is qualified. If you have the ability, Ji Zhengting will come back to her with more tolerance than song Qingcheng.
She doesn't believe it!
But
Song Qingcheng, what are you doing when you are so grand?
He just doesn't think you are qualified enough. Anyway, you only have one year's engagement. It doesn't matter whether you are qualified or not?!
Yes, it doesn't matter, so you can go back to work now.
My God!
How many flowers did you calculate just now
It took her two hours
Ah ~ ~
she wants to swear!
……
When Ji Zhengting came back, song Qingcheng was still seriously holding his mobile phone to calculate the number.
"May I go to bed?" He came up to her and asked.
"You go to bed first. I have two kinds of flowers that I haven't counted well." When song Qingcheng spoke, she didn't lift her head.
"How to count?"
"That is to count the number of varieties and flowers needed in these 100 flower baskets, so that the store manager can purchase according to the quantity." She is quite patient to explain to him.
"Leave these to me, and you'll wash now." He thought that she was doing some hard work. It turned out that she was counting the number of points. I really don't know how she calculated it. She actually calculated it for such a long time.
"Ah?" Song Qingcheng looked up at him, obviously with an unresponsive expression.
"Don't you understand?" He has sat down.
"Can you do it?" Her face was full of doubts about him.
The man Mou color turns deep, "do you want to try?"
The magnetic sound line is dangerous and ambiguous.
However, for a woman with ambiguous Xiaobai, she is not aware that her words are full of provocation to men, and she is also not aware of his dangerous words.
Only know
Try?
How to try?
She glanced at him and gave him a face for the sake of his enthusiasm. "Well, try it and give you a chance."
With that, she got up and left, not knowing that someone was behind.
Saying that she was a child really didn't hurt her at all.
However, he now seriously doubts what she learned in her physiology class at school?
She doesn't even understand the most basic tone of love between men and women?
If so, he felt that he might not be ordinary miserable, but would be very miserable!
When song Qingcheng washes out, she finds that someone is already comfortable in the quilt. She looked at the work on the sofa and didn't seem to move until she looked at the man on the bed. "How did you get into bed?"
"Don't you mean to try?" He looked at her calmly and freely.
"Try Try what? " Song Qingcheng was a little confused.
"Can I do it?"
“……” Song Qingcheng felt that his head was suddenly buzzing. What and what? Where does he think he is? She blushed and explained, "no, I I just meant... "
She pointed to the sofa. She just pointed to the calculation of those words, OK?!
How did you get to him and become so obscene?
Ji Zhengting looked at her embarrassed look, feel very funny. Finally, it wakes up the child, otherwise it's not fun for her to always be like this.
"I'll blow my hair." Song Qingcheng simply hid for a while.
Turn back to the bathroom and close the door.
……
Song Qingcheng dawdled for half an hour before he came out. When I came out, I found that the people on the bed were asleep.
Well, that's the result.
She sat down in front of the sofa, thinking that he had not helped herself at all. As a result, Gonggong's whole calculation results were recorded in her notebook, and even the results she had just calculated were put on the quilt.
His handwriting is neat and beautiful, just like others.
Finally, she packed up for a good sleep. However, the book that I just poured all over the floor has returned to my schoolbag.
It's him again
Suddenly found that he is not completely domineering, occasionally play his warm side.So, this man is really a god of all aspects. No matter which side, can make people inexplicable admiration.
Sometimes, she would rather be a distant admirer. Silently immersed in their own field, to worship him, admire him, even if it is like or infatuated can be generous, dare to love dare to hate.
You don't have to restrain the feeling of liking, and you don't have to suppress your emotions. Because I know that no matter how deep I sink, it's just a beautiful dream.
But
Now, she is in a very awkward and embarrassed situation, between loving and hating.
……
The next morning, when song Qingcheng just woke up, she received a call from her mother. She said that her father could go down to hospital and asked her to go through the discharge procedures.
Finally, when her father could be discharged from hospital, she felt relieved.
When she left school, she told Ji Zhengting that she would not come if she had something to do in the afternoon, but he didn't say anything.
At noon, song Qingcheng asked the teacher for half an hour's leave and came to the hospital ahead of time. She came over from the school canteen and wanted to let her mother and father have dinner and then go back.
Only when I got here did I find that grandma was here. Most of them came to pick up their father. After all, there were a lot of things. Mother had to take care of her father and take things. She was too busy.
She put the packed food on the table, only to find a basket of fruit on the table. And they are all imported fruits, which are expensive.
"Mom, someone came to see my dad?" Song Qingcheng asked his mother.
Without waiting for his mother to answer, a man's figure came from the balcony.
Facing the sunlight coming in from the window, song Qingcheng is a little familiar with this figure.
Zhou Shaojing!
"Zhou Shaojing, why are you here?" Song Qingcheng's tone became obviously bad. How did he know his father was in hospital? How did you get here?
"What's your attitude? They came to see your father and bought some fruits and tonics for him. You don't thank them well. " Old lady song taught her a lesson when she saw her bad attitude.
At this time, Zhou Shaojing took the conversation and said with a smile, "grandma, you're welcome. You're all from your own family. If I had known that uncle song was in hospital, I would have come to see him. It's all in time for uncle song to leave the hospital. I wish he didn't blame me. "
"Let's talk in Xiao Zhou. This rich man is not only good-looking in his work, but also good-looking in his words. " Old lady song praised him like a baby.