Heard a murmur, "do not send."
"I didn't expect you to either."
Song Zhi stood up, tall and slender, tall and straight, belonging to the upper officer's direction, which surprised Chi Wan.
He said to song Yan, "Xiao Yan, let's go."
Song Yan's face clearly expressed what he didn't want.
Song Zhi put one hand in his trouser pocket and leaned lazily against the door. The tone became completely out of touch with the soldiers.
"It's not that I can't see her anymore. You'll stay with me in Bincheng for a holiday these days. When you want to see her, you'll visit Zhuyuan again."
After hearing this, song Yan finally nodded and looked at it reluctantly.
"Sister, I'll come back to you when I'm free."
"Good." She nodded and gave the snowball back to him. "I'll wait for you."
After the two brothers of the Song family leave, Chi Wan looks at Wen Mo strangely.
"Song Zhi is really a strange General
"What's so strange?" He asked in his spare time.
"It's clear that the appearance is so reliable, but the character is How to say, some of them are "casual"
Wen Mo's eyes flashed a trace of the color of memories and chuckled, "when he was a child, he had a nickname, called the little overlord of the capital."
"No..."
"Really, before the age of 18, he was more disorderly than Xicheng. His father threw him into the army in a rage. After a long time, he probably understood his responsibility and became a little mature."
At the end of the day, he added a digression, "it's just an appearance."
Later, he nodded, then shook the box in his hand, "so he made an appointment to meet today, just to give me this thing?"
Wen Mo looks at it and smiles, "he will give you something, which means he will never do anything to you."
I don't know what he means.
It's estimated that if she behaved a little timid, she would get into trouble again. It's really her constitution.
Back in the bamboo garden, she opened the gift Song Zhi gave her.
It's a jade cabbage pendant. It's worth a lot at a glance.
When she was ready to put it away, she found a small white note at the bottom of the box.
There was a string of numbers on the note with three additional words: call me.
This is Song Zhi's phone number?
She frowned, wondering what the man meant?
After thinking about it, she sent a message to Song Zhi with her mobile phone number.
Hello, I'm late. 】
Song Zhi returned the message soon.
[I'll see you at the same place at eight tomorrow evening. Xiao Yan has something to say to you. Don't bring your man here. 】
late is a little speechless. Is she familiar with him?
Just halfway through the refusal, Wenmo came out of the bathroom.
She handed her cell phone directly to Wen Mo and asked her how to reply.
After he saw it, he laughed softly, and the laughter was very pleasant.
"I'm glad you did, but I'll be happier if you make up your mind and tell me later."
He wiped his hair with a clean towel and said, "you have your own space. I don't want to control your thinking all the time. You can go back as you want. The purpose of letting you tell me is just to cooperate with you when you need it."
Listening to these, she was very moved, nodded, took the phone back to Song Zhi's message.
See you tomorrow. 】