Chapter 305

Xia Qinghe came here.

The scene here has become interesting.

At least it looks interesting now.

"Aunt Qin, you have come here, too."

Xia Qinghe sat beside aunt Qin and said intimately.

This time she didn't dress up deliberately.

Instead, they wear campus style.

The hair is anti bone braid, and the whole dress looks clean and refreshing.

"Why are you here? I still want you to come home for dinner in a few days."

The man who had just looked hostile and sarcastic now has a real face with a somewhat relaxed color. It looks a little kind and gentle for his elders, he said.

In front of this scene, it has changed from the palace drama to the current family card.

The conversion is so fast that I can't even get used to it.

Xia Qinghe sat quietly and looked at the regular appearance. It seemed that she was really just a girl who had never been contaminated with any wind and dust flavor.

Pure and flawless.

In front of Qin Langjun's mother, she really gave full play to her greatest acting skills.

It was only when Xia Qinghe looked at me that some of my familiar emotions flashed in his eyes.

Like a show off, more like a sarcasm.

It's like saying, look at you now, but look at me. People have different lives. It's not envy.

No matter how intimate or even integrated it is, there is still no fluctuation in my heart.

Compared with this play, I find it even more funny.

Without waves, I looked at the things in front of me like watching a play. I had the right to watch a TV play and glanced back.

There was no Qin Langjun at the door.

But I seem to see him outside the landing window next to the car.

Far away, I can only see a rough picture, and I can't see the license plate. At most, I'm familiar with it.

"Miss Tang, what are you looking for?"

Probably noticed me, Xia Qinghe asked.

She blinked at me a few times, all in natural emotions.

It seems that there has never been an affectation.

But she knows more about what it really looks like and whether it's different.

"By the way, today you came out to play with aunt Qin without telling me. You knew I would follow."

Xia Qinghe then said.

But the smile in the corners of my eyes can't be filled with.

A stage has been set up here, but I don't need to sing at all.

It's a good court play.

Aunt Qin patted her hand and said with pity and satisfaction, "I told you several times. In the future, you two young people can play. Don't worry about me."

"If you don't hurry up, what if you can't get rid of something?"

Aunt Qin said meaningfully.

In this case, it is nothing more than mocking me.

But I won't take the initiative to blame myself for such a thing.

In addition to maintaining a polite smile throughout the whole process, I just looked at the situation on their side.

So it seems that intrigues are really more interesting than those dog blood soap operas.

"It's you. I'll go to see the car later. I can't accompany you today. I'll choose a time to accompany you later."

Xia Qinghe seems to have put honey on his mouth, and his words are sweet to the extreme.

Said the simple coquettish.

The arm was still holding and shaking.

Full of little daughter's posture.

In this way, with her age, it should not violate, but in her body, it is so abrupt.

After all, she is not so gentle and obedient in her bones.

How dark is it in my bones? I'm afraid what I know is just the tip of an iceberg.

She has never been a soft hearted person.

Many of these words are directed at me.

In this case, they love to tell who they hear and who they listen to. Anyway, I don't answer the locust.

If you come and go, you'll soon stop.

But Xia Qinghe will not let me go so easily.

Sure enough, as I expected.

She said with regret and some surprise: "brother Qin didn't say to let you go together. This car is very rare. I've been curious for a long time."

"I thought you were close to brother Qin and would follow. I didn't expect you to come here to accompany aunt Qin. I asked brother Qin just now. It seems that I didn't prepare a quota for you. What a pity."

Xia Qinghe explained to me with regret and regret, "if I had known, I would have given my place to you, or fought for a place for you. Sorry, I didn't expect you not to go."

The more she explains, the more black she describes.

I'm afraid I can't hear the irony. I keep talking about it.

It's a pity. The feeling of regret on her face is really not much.

The fundus is more to watch the excitement.

It seems that I am out of favor during this period of time. I am not qualified to follow the past. I can no longer be spoiled and wanton as I used to be.

Even if these are true, it's not enough for her to show off on my side.

In the final analysis, my current situation is also due to her.

Between me and her, we can no longer live in peace. Once we collide, it must be life and death, and there can be no other possibility.

"How do you know I can't go?"

I looked at her and said softly and slowly.

Rao is that I really don't know about racing. Rao is that I didn't get the limelight at all, and I really didn't have any invitation, but it doesn't delay me to deal with her calmly here.

"Ah, you --"

Xia Qinghe didn't seem to expect me to say so. He looked at me in amazement for a moment.

But that was interrupted.

Aunt Qin frowned, and the gentleness on her face disappeared. She was more serious and said, "don't talk nonsense. Miss Tang is just an employee of the Qin family. Where will she have a close relationship with Lang Jun?"

"You, just go with him in peace of mind. I've been waiting to organize your wedding myself."

Aunt Qin gave a low reprimand, and then took Xia Qinghe's hand and said.

The tone was full of doting.

Xia Qinghe's face was really red. He didn't even have time to look at me bitterly and hostile.

I've seen the great play of mother-in-law and daughter-in-law intimacy in front of me. I don't hurry or slow to pack up the things in front of me, get up and go out.

But when I left, Xia Qinghe stopped me.

Her momentary tension could not be concealed in her tone, but she soon adjusted her short gaffe.

"Where are you going?" Xia Qinghe coughed low, looked up at me and said.

The voice is still gentle and flat, but the bottom of the eye is jealousy and sharp.