Chapter 352

"Mom, this dress was bought by Qingcheng after walking around all afternoon today. Do you still like it?" When the old lady was happy, song's mother mediated the atmosphere of the family.

"I bought one in the afternoon, and the shopping malls are closed?" But old lady song is not appreciative at all. On the contrary, she thinks that her mother is deceiving her.

The shopping mall is so big, how can I buy a dress after walking all afternoon. How could the old lady understand that what her mother said was that she would only buy a suitable one after a stroll in the afternoon.

Song's mother was a little embarrassed by this sentence.

"No money, the key is that the mall is closed. Or grandma will give me a bundle of money, and I'll go and contract the whole mall. " Song Qingcheng did not have the good spirit to accept a sentence.

"If your grandmother has money, you don't need to contract." With money, who doesn't know what to buy.

Although the atmosphere was not as good as expected, everyone was in a good mood.

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After dinner, song Qingcheng soaks outside. After a day's walking, the soles of my feet are like falling skin. I can't relax without soaking.

She heard that her mobile phone seemed to ring all the time. At this time, the first thing she thought of was the one that Ji's family opened.

She wiped her feet and was ready to get her cell phone.

"So soon?" Song's mother came out of the bathroom and saw her take out her feet, so she asked her.

How long has it been? Just a few minutes!

"I seem to have a phone." Song Qingcheng said.

"Just sit down and I'll get it for you." Song's mother took her cell phone from her bag and gave it to her; however, the phone had hung up.

Song Qingcheng took it and opened the missed call. There was no longer the word "cheapskate", but he could recognize the string of numbers at a glance.

He only played one, but if she didn't answer, he didn't continue to play.

After a while, the mobile phone received a message with only two words: come out!

Ji Zhengting is not a patient person in her impression. But in her case, there seems to be a special exception.

She hesitated for a while, wiped her feet and put on her shoes again.

"What's the matter, going out?" Song's mother saw that she was putting on her shoes and taking her coat. She looked like she was going out.

"I'll go out for a while. You don't have to wait for me. Go to bed first." Song Qingcheng guessed that he should have picked himself up.

"So late, you a girl's home, will not be safe?" Song's mother certainly didn't trust to let her go out alone at night.

During the Spring Festival, it was chaotic outside, and now it's too late.

"He's at the door." Song Qingcheng did not hide from her mother, so she was worried.

Song's mother was stunned.

Then, just relieved smile, "that you hurry to go, wear more."

"If I don't come back tonight, I'll come back tomorrow to help you catch the new year's goods." Song Qingcheng put on his coat and talked to his mother.

"You don't have to run around. Mom's busy

But song Qingcheng was not happy, "I also want to eat your sausage, braised pork, spicy chicken I want to eat everything. "

"Little greedy cat." Song's mother doted on the tip of her nose.

"Then I'll go." She went to the door.

Song's mother followed her and told her, "remember, don't be petty. When two people are together, they should understand and tolerate each other. If you have something to say, don't get angry in your heart. Even if he is willing to guess your mind, he will feel tired after a long time, you know? "

"Mom, I remember." Song Qingcheng felt that her mother's words were well received.

"Go ahead." Song's mother had her daughter's hair cut, but she couldn't give up in her eyes.

"I'll be back tomorrow." Although it's not a difference, it's more sad than a difference.

Mother song nodded and said nothing more.

After Song Qingcheng and his mother waved, they dived into the night.

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Song Qingcheng walked in the deep night, and saw a car at the intersection from a distance. He was in the driver's seat, smoking. The flames on the cigarette end flickered in the dark carriage, reflecting his three-dimensional outline.

I don't know if it's an illusion, she seems to see his face pale and haggard. Especially in the light and dark, it seems more lonely and vicissitudes.

She went over, Xu looked at her, he lost his eyes, pushed open the door and got off.

Sad moonlight, sprinkled on him, lengthened his depression figure. Two people in the dark night staring at each other.

I haven't seen you for a few days.

In these days, song Qingcheng also wants to open. Even if he did it rashly, his starting point was for her good and for her family's sake.

Perhaps, in this relationship, he hopes to be recognized and respected by his family more than anyone else. Most likely, he is too eager to succeed, so he will hold a glimmer of hope to discuss with his stepmother.

Anyway, he was out of goodwill."Get in the car."

Song Qingcheng is still trying to convince himself, he has come over, the co driver's door opened. She came back and said nothing. Get in the car.

He helped her push the door and get in.

Along the way, neither of them spoke. Although the car is quiet, but the air is not embarrassed.

About half way, he took out a box from the storage box and gave it to her. Song Qingcheng didn't know what it was, so he took it, mainly because he didn't want to disturb his driving.

"Open it up." Seeing that she did not move, he spoke.

Song Qingcheng opened the box according to the words. In fact, she has seen that it's a mobile phone, and it's the latest Apple just launched.

A movie costs thousands of yuan! He's really willing.

"I'm not used to this phone." Song Qingcheng put the box back. It's said that Apple's system is complicated. She doesn't want to hold her simple mind on complicated things.

"I get used to it." He didn't seem to want to take it back.

Song Qingcheng didn't speak any more. Anyway, he bought them all. It's impossible for him to take them back, right? What's more, if you use your mobile phone, that is to say, to make a phone call and play with wechat, you can accept it.

"Still angry?" When he was about to get home, he suddenly looked at her and asked her.

Song Qingcheng's heart was in a mess when he saw it. Fan fan dense long eyelashes, will move away, light mouth, "in fact, I was a little too emotional at that time, not intended to be angry with you."

"So, have you forgiven me?" Ji Zhengting held her hand.

When song Qingcheng looked at him, his eyes had already drawn away and looked forward. But what he meant was to admit it?

"Ji Zhengting..." After a short time, she called him again.

"Well?"

"Later When you are for me, or for my family, can you Tell me first? " Song Qingcheng looked at him, worried that his words would hurt him, but he didn't want to be taken care of as a flower.