Wenmo looks at her.
Her father looks at her mother.
This picture is really drunk
Chi Wan and Mrs. song ignore everyone and go upstairs arm in arm. Song Yan also follows suit. Only Wenmo and song Tianxing are left in the hall.
After a period of silence, Wen Mo suddenly said, "Song Ruya can't let it go."
This is not to discuss with them, but to make a decision.
She has a deep mind, and no one knows if she has hidden her back hand. She hates late in the day, and it's no doubt that she will let go of her.
Song Tianxing took away the soft color of his eyes and nodded his head without expression.
"I know that."
Song Zhi's eyes flashed a complex color. He really regarded song Ruya as his own sister.
Keeping a dog for more than 20 years can bring up feelings, not to mention people?
But song Ruya has become like that. For his sister's safety, he can only acquiesce in everything.
"Ah Mo, you can sleep here tonight." Song Tianxing recruited a maid and said, "arrange a room for ER Shao."
Wen Mo stood up leisurely and said, "Dad, I have to remind you that you should arrange a room for my uncle."
Song Tianxing
"If I don't leave one day late, my husband must be here with her, so I'll trouble my father-in-law and uncle to take care of her."
Song Zhi gritted his teeth, "Dad, can I beat this rascal out?"
Wen Mo threw a defiant look at him, then nodded to his father-in-law, turned and went upstairs.
Song Zhiqiao sat on the sofa with long legs, lit a cigarette, thin lips slightly pursed, and always felt strange in his heart.
It is reasonable to say that later he became his own sister. He liked her and should feel lost, but now he was overjoyed.
Tut, something's wrong
Isn't he interested in her?
Song Tianxing knew what he was thinking as soon as he saw his face. He said with a deep smile, "don't think about it. Just accept the reality and go to sleep."
"Dad, you go first. It's going on wave after wave today. I have to digest it." Song Zhi's eyes were fixed on his cheek and his lazy way back.
Only in front of his family and friends, can he be free.
Song Tianxing looked at him, nodded and left.
His daughter is back. He will be excited and sleepless tonight.
Sure enough, he really lost sleep.
Accompanied by his insomnia and Mrs. song, Mrs. song rushed her little son back to the room, holding the late hand back to the bedroom.
"Baby, I feel like a dream now."
Chi Wan felt that she had robbed her lines, and then said, "Mom, can you change your name..."
Baby or something, she blushes once.
Mrs. song blinked, "baby daughter?"
“……”
"Dear baby?"
“……”
Before Mrs. song wanted to speak again, she gave in with a "stop" gesture, "it's still baby..."
"All right, dear baby girl!"
“……”
Now she suddenly missed her mother before she met her.
"Honey, will you come back to the song's house with us tomorrow?" Mrs. Song said, "take time to meet your grandfather and grandfather. They will love you."
"Good."
"Mom really missed you for 25 years..."
Mrs. song's face was buried in Chi Wan's neck socket, and the last sentence was so low that she didn't hear it clearly.
She pressed down the sour feeling in her heart and patted her mother on the back.
"Mom, I miss you too."