If Cheng Xi receives Cheng Xiaoxiao's phone call just before dinner.
"Mom? Why do I feel a little strange when you suddenly care about whether I eat or not? "
"Why! I care about you, don't you like it? "
"No, I don't like it. I just think you haven't come home for a long time. I miss you very much."
I just called this morning. Now I'm calling again? So many phone calls a day, still care about her eating or not?
Strange.
But Cheng Xiaoxiao said so, and she really did not eat, today's things, let her feel inexplicable, now think about it, still feel incredible.
"I'll go back to dinner in the evening."
"Well, I'll let them prepare your favorite food early. You should dress up and wear the little skirt I bought for you last time."
"Mom, it's not dinner."
"Oh, you look good. It's a pleasure to come back."
"Mom, do you mean that your daughter will be shameful if I don't wear a skirt?"
"... you remember to dress up anyway."
“……”
Cheng Xiruo didn't change her clothes, nor did she wipe the foundation. She went back come swaggeringly in her clean T-shirt and pencil pants.
When I walk in, I feel that there are only three people in my family, and his younger brother seldom goes home. Just two of them are at home, so I can't make such a big noise?
Is there anyone at home?
But I didn't see any other cars in the yard.
Even the housekeeper at the door didn't say anything.
Cheng Xiaoxiao was the first to see the girl at that end. She didn't wear the little skirt she bought and didn't dress up. She looked a little simple.
But the station lady looked, especially feel happy, the girl with a pair of good-looking eyebrows, kind appearance, gentle, she saw promising like.
"Xi Xi is back, come and sit down quickly --!" The station madam's enthusiasm, lets Cheng Xiaoxiao know, she is satisfied.
During this period of contact with Mrs. Zhan, she felt that she was a kind person. Before that, she worried that if her daughter married someone else, she might have a relationship with her mother-in-law.
But now, we can not think about it.
"Mom, this is..." if Cheng doesn't know Zhan Beichen and his wife, he looks at two strangers and feels a little at a loss. Although she has seen a lot of the world, he can't control the situation.
"This is Mr. and Mrs. Zhan. We all know about you and you. We don't have to hide it."
What kind of war?
If Cheng Juan hasn't said anything, there's a noise at the door. Qian walks in and knocks on the girl standing there.
Don't Shi powder Dai's face with childishness, her hair, delicate eyes.
What's more, he recognized that it was the woman in the bar that day. Last time he saw her in a hurry, he thought that she would never meet again. He never thought that she was his blind date?
"Wartime Qian, why are you so late, waiting for you!"
Standing North Chen looking at his son, want to say more, but because in other people's home, he can't say too much.
So he can only say nothing, but he is afraid that his son will leave a bad influence on others.
"Come here and do it. You can eat. I'm hungry on the way here." Cheng Xiaoxiao calls them to take their seats.
Cheng xueruo always looks familiar when he takes a look at him, but he doesn't look at him carefully. After all, it's impolite to stare at others all the time.
"Come on, I'll get off the table later. Whatever you think, eat now!"