At the beginning of May, Licheng.

At this time, a week has passed since Leng Shutong returned to Licheng.

Three days ago, she sent a letter to the field family, but so far, she has not received any feedback from family members.

It's said that lengyuetong's wedding will be held soon. Maybe... I have no time to care.

This afternoon, Leng Shutong sat in his studio, looking at the photos on his mobile phone, sighing.

She was in such a hurry to leave England that she couldn't take artine away.

When she thought that she would not set foot on the manor in the future, Leng Shutong was very upset.

"Buzz"

A sudden vibration came from the mobile phone. Leng Shutong swept it absently. As soon as his eyes were bright, he called out pleasantly when he was connected: "Seventeen!"

On the phone, after a rustling sound, the clear voice of inkstone came, "Shu Tong, have you returned to Licheng?"

Leng Shutong nodded with a smile, "yes, I have come back!"

"Why didn't you tell me that if you hadn't met Han San Ge, I wouldn't have known you were back!" Inkstone when seven angry her a few words, and then suggested: "evening free?"? Let's go out for dinner? "

Hearing the sound, Leng Shutong looked at the time, "OK, what do you want to eat, I invite you!"

"Then I'll choose the restaurant, and I'll send you the address later. Can we meet at five?"

"Yes, no problem. See you at five!"

Hung up the phone, Leng Shutong looked at the mobile phone screen, smile gradually deep.

She really likes the atmosphere of Licheng more and more. There are Han Yunting, Yan Shiqi and so many like-minded friends!

Perhaps, the days after will not be so hard!

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At five o'clock in the evening, Leng Shutong stepped down from the taxi, looked around, and saw the Italian restaurant not far away.

Before she looked around, she heard a clear call, which broke the silence of the restaurant. "Sister Shutong, here it is!"

Always lively little girl Ling Zihuan, is standing in front of the table not far away waving to her.

Leng Shutong smiles happily. When she comes near, she finds that Ying Feifei is also here.

"Sister Shu Tong, you sit here!" Ling Zihuan is very lively, like a little bee, and she opens the chair for her.

Seeing this scene, Yan Shiqi shakes his head with a smile, "Huanhuan, you sit well, don't run around, and then move your breath. Your second uncle will certainly lock you up, and then I can't help you!"

Now, Ling Zihuan is nearly two months pregnant.

Half a month ago, without knowing it, she ran and danced all day long. As a result, she was so angry that she almost didn't scare Qiao Mu to death!

From then on, the little girl was kept at home by Qiao mu, and she was not allowed to go anywhere.

Recently, she finally recovered. When she learned that Leng Shutong had returned to China, Ling Zihuan begged Yan Shiqi to take her out to breathe, or she would get moldy!

Ying Feifei also joked at the right time, "Huanhuan, if brother Qiao is angry again, do you think he will lock you up with a chain?"

The little girl's character of jumping off makes her feel at home and ready to give birth. It's really hard for her.

You know, when she was recuperating, she wanted to run outside more than once. Fortunately, she was found by Qiao mu in time and brought back home.

Ying Feifei said, eyes with envy to bend up the corner of the lip, now 17 second child era began, Ling Zihuan also pregnant, only her stomach... Never move.

At this time, Leng Shutong put the paper bag on the table and looked at Ling Zihuan pleasantly, "Huanhuan... Are you pregnant?"