"Yes When you followed your parents Ah Chu has been depressed for a long time. "
In order to make song believe in poetry, Mrs. Qin made up a mess
In fact, the boy's mental development is relatively late, eight year old Qin Chu, really do not know what is love.
"Mother Qin Come on, don't say that. Qin and Chu are married and his wife doesn't know. "
"What wife, who admitted that the fox spirit? You know, poetry, that woman's mother is a shameless junior. Later, she couldn't get on the top. She secretly spent time with a Huo family driver and gave birth to a son. It's very messy. How can I accept such a woman, such a back shadow It's achu who is still confused. I don't know what kind of ecstasy she has been infused with. "
"Mother Qin, let's not talk about this. Here, this is the scarf I brought to you in Italy. There are three colors. I don't know which one you like, so I bought it."
Song Yishi takes out her scarf. When Mrs Qin sees the big brand, she can't close her mouth immediately
"Bring out the bird's nest and give us poems."
The maid did not dare to neglect. She immediately brought out the stewed bird's nest.
Mrs. Qin took song Yishi's hand and said, "poetry, since your parents haven't come back, please live in my house first."
"No, I'll stay with my uncle."
"No, you don't have to listen to me. You live here. Your father Qin has gone to America. That old man doesn't care about me anymore I don't know what kind of bewitchment I got from that little bitch. I'm angry. I'm the only one in my family now. I'm lonely. Besides, you're here. Maybe achu can come back a few more times, OK? "
"No, mother Qin I can't live here, really. "
Song Yishi is not such a person without self-knowledge. Even if Qin's mother liked her again, she would not do this kind of falling price.
Seeing song Yishi saying nothing, Mrs Qin is not easy to continue to be in trouble
"Poetry, don't you go back to China this time?"
"Well I told you on the phone that I will accompany my parents when I come back. They are also old. My father will retire in three years. Then I will travel around the world with them. "
"Ha ha What a good boy If you come back earlier, we achu Alas... Don't say that. "
"Mother Qin, take good care of yourself. Your health is the most important thing."
"I will, good boy, or you."
Song Yishi's return to China made Mrs Qin's fighting spirit, which was going out, burn again.
Because through comparison, Mrs. Qin thinks that Song Dynasty can complete the explosion of Huo Mian with poetry
On appearance, song Yishi 170 figure, Lin Zhiling's sweet appearance.
In terms of academic qualifications, song Yishi was an excellent student majoring in ink painting in Florence Academy of fine arts.
On family circumstances, song Yishi is the Pearl of the mayor of Song Dynasty and the only daughter in the family.
In terms of speech and temperament, Mrs. Qin thinks that Song Dynasty's poetry is perfect
But she ignored that there was no perfect person in the world.
If a person is too perfect, it can only be said that she pretends too well.
There must be a fatal flaw in her that is easily invisible to others.
Huo Mian is not perfect, but Huo Mian is always in his own way, living in reality.
Song Dynasty, on the other hand, dressed himself up too delicately as if he lived in a painting.
Qin Chu is leaning on his bed with his book, while Huo Mian is leaning on Qin Chu's shoulder to play with his mobile phone.
"Sister, are you there?"
"In." See Zhixin to send wechat to himself, huomian seconds back.
It's almost 10 o'clock after reading it. Zhixin seldom comes so late. Send wechat to himself.
"Have you contacted Xiaoyue recently?"
"No, what's the matter?"
"She's been hiding from me these days, refusing to see me. When I send wechat, she doesn't reply very much. Sometimes she answers the phone, sometimes she doesn't answer it. When she answers it, she just says three words and hangs up."
"Have you had a fight?"
"No, if only we had a fight So I'm confused. I don't know what happened to her. " Zhixin is in a hurry not to type, and sends voice to her sister.
"Don't worry, I'll ask her."