Chapter 35

Men don't care about her playing horizontal silk, and even more expect women to do.

Song Yarong didn't expect that Jin Beihan didn't eat hard food. She had to be soft, but she couldn't learn to be coquettish in her previous life.

And it's not very embarrassing to act in such an environment.

Jin Beihan's face is hard to smile. When she shows her eyebrows, sometimes they stretch and sometimes they wrinkle tightly, she is trying to find a way.

There is a little jealousy in his heart. Is he possessed by the devil in his arms? I can't wait to leave.

"My waist has been crushed by you, so please let me go, OK?"

With that, she wanted to throw up. The voice in the bone just now was not her, not at all.

How could she say such a thing!

The man's face is also a stagnant, did not expect that this woman would actually speak like this, where to learn the rhetoric!

Next to the small door, there is a burst of broken news. Song Yarong's heart shakes and immediately looks up. It's the housekeeper who is going to leave quietly.

Jin Beihan also turned to see, "what's the matter with the housekeeper?"

Song Yarong hid herself in the quilt, and her face turned red.

When she just said that, she didn't want the reaction of red face, which was heard by outsiders. She still wanted the old face.

The housekeeper's back stopped mechanically, turned around and lowered his head. "Young master, I just knocked on the door."

"Go down."

The tone was a little heavy, and the appearance of the housekeeper also made him feel bad.

Song Yarong, hiding in the quilt, looks like a big bag.

Big palm gently patted the quilt, "people are gone, not afraid to be suffocated."

Jin Beihan said this in affirmative sentences, which made song Yarong feel dizzy, but she still insisted on her own principles.

"You go out first, and I'll come out when you go out."

Song Yarong's weak voice came from the quilt.

Also afraid that Jin Beihan did not move, urged out, "hurry up, what do you want to do."

Women are in a hurry.

Jin Beihan stared for a few seconds, and finally got up and got out of bed.

Listening to the sound of footsteps, song Yarong secretly reveals a corner, secretly observes and confirms that the man has gone, and then takes down the quilt.

He covered his body with sweat, fanned the wind with his hands and gasped.

He said to himself in the air, "it's really bad luck this time!"

"Madam, the young master has been waiting for his wife to have dinner downstairs."

The housekeeper didn't know where he came from and scared song Yarong to death again.

The housekeeper showed his grievance, "madam, I knocked on the door and came in when I heard the voice of madam."

In that way, song Yarong really couldn't laugh or cry, and waved, "I'll go right away."

Seeing that the housekeeper had gone completely, song Yarong got out of bed.

"The Jin family is too terrible. She can't... she wants to buy a heart stent to protect her. One day, she has a sudden heart attack. It's not worth the loss."

Hurried downstairs, Jin Beihan, as always, quietly looked at the newspaper, which should have been waiting for her for some time.

Into the restaurant, position has helped her cloth good food.

He habitually picked up the chopsticks and wanted to give Jin Bei cold cloth dishes, which made song Yarong form a good habit.

Jin Beihan put a stack of newspapers on hand, looked at Song Yarong's action and stopped, "not for the moment today."

In this way, song Yarong is also relaxed. The public chopsticks are replaced with bowls and chopsticks, and just about to start, which makes song Yarong in a mood, and the bad housekeeper appears again.

He handed the envelope to his wife in both hands. "This is the report card from my wife's school. Please accept it."

Just picked up the dishes, one did not steady fall back into the bowl, slowly turned his head, looking at the logo of Qingda, which she did not need to see the score, see once sad once.

"Take it and throw it away." It's very indifferent.

Jin Beihan's flat face was wrinkled. Looking at the envelope, he put down the chopsticks and bowls and said, "give it to me."

Song Yarong did not raise his head, immediately put down his chopsticks, want to seize the envelope, but Jin Beihan took the lead.

"This is my stuff. Give it back to me!" Song Yarong was worried. Jin Beihan saw her achievement, and her face in this villa was swept away.Jin Beihan slowly opens the envelope and is about to open the report card. Song Yarong comes forward in a hurry and grabs it, and puts it in front of several people.

Song Yarong opened his mouth, and he did not know what to say. Jin Beihan did not understand.

Housekeeper urgent, quickly took the trash can, "madam, you this is why, this can be all bacteria."

Jin Beihan finds that something is wrong with song Yarong. He is so worried. Is there a secret hidden in the report card.

Elegant took napkin to wipe hands, said let song Yarong heart words.

As like as two peas, I can make ginger Huai call to Qingda, and I will get a identical transcript.

Song Yarong, who is reluctant to spit out, spits out, takes the water from the housekeeper and gargles repeatedly before speaking to Jin Beihan.

"It's my little secret. You can't pry." The charm of coquetry is long.

Anyway, I've spilled it in the upstairs. This time, I'll give it up for her face.

The housekeeper quietly left the restaurant and gave up the space to the "loving" couple.

"It was a poor test." Jin Beihan's words pierce song Yarong's careful thinking, and he is very sure.

The woman sitting next to him lowered her head and looked like she was autistic.

Jin Beihan thinks that it's no big deal. Everyone will have a bad time. "In two days, I'll let Jiang Huai find a reliable all-round tutor. I can ask her if there's anything wrong."

"Really?" Still reluctant to raise her face, she murmured.

Her father didn't know her grades and complained about them several times. She was a minor dropout, but she was a serious dropout in the whole process. One dropout was three.

I don't know how many tutors I've hired these years. It's just a drop in the bucket. It doesn't work at all.

In front of Jin Beihan, he muttered again, "my father doesn't know how many tutors I've invited. I still haven't made any progress. I'd better not invite him."

Jin Beihan didn't say anything. It's really difficult to do this kind of thing.

After thinking for a while, Jin Beihan's charming voice sounded again, "you don't need to worry about this."

Looking at the small head melon seeds, Jin Beihan's eyes are soft. In a twinkling of an eye, no one catches Jin Beihan's change.

In the evening, the doctor came to collect the drip bottle. Looking at the full bottle, he frowned, but saw that the young master's brow was not as cold as before.

His eyes turned to his wife. He couldn't help praising her as the master's good medicine.

At night, song Yarong lost sleep.

Sitting on the sofa with a remote control, constantly changing channels, eyes numb, it is hard to find a good-looking TV series.