Chapter 383

Song Huaichun goes to the kitchen to make tea and makes a cup of tea seriously. Long Qing doesn't like to drink juice drinks. He only loves tea.

Before the decline of the Song family, song's father had spent a lot of effort on training his two daughters, not to mention that they were proficient in all kinds of music, chess, calligraphy and painting, but some of the special classes were true.

The real rich family, the most important thing is the cultivation of their children, which is also the most fundamental difference between the rich and the upstarts.

Song Huaichun had learned a little about making tea before, but at that time, he was totally in order to have a specialty of holding hands. Later, he was not interested in making tea, so he didn't touch it. After learning about Longqing's love of drinking tea, song Huaichun picks it up again, but he is in a totally different mood from before.

Green tea, in the heat of tea, a little stretch out, and then, the clear water a little bit changed color, tender green, as if with the power to wash people's hearts.

It has to be said that song Huaichun's tea making technology has been gradually cultivated in the increasingly picky taste of men.

She goes out with a cup of tea. Song's mother has returned to her room to rest. After receiving song Huaichun's promise, she stays in the same place and hinders people's eyes. It's not that her mind is in water. It's hopeless!

Long Qing doesn't drink tea as usual. His slender fingers gently tap on the table. He looks at Song Huaichun thoughtfully. The contemplation in his eyes makes song Huaichun's inner uneasiness more and more intense.

She bit her lip, calmed down and sat down beside Long Qing. The heat was on in the room, but she didn't feel cold when she was wearing gauze. However, song Huaichun felt that a sense of coolness was constantly spreading, mixing blood and rapidly spreading to every cell in her body.

Men's eyes, is not with any emotional color of indifference and calculation.

Song Huaichun is surprised, and his inner uneasiness becomes more and more intense. She doesn't think that she has anything to be reckoned with. However, at this moment, her idea is somewhat uncertain.

The sound of Long Qing's percussion is not light or heavy. It knocks on song Huaichun's heart again and again, forcing her to tighten her spirit and arm herself.

In the quiet night, there is no one to speak. Song huaishuang closes the gauze on her body and tries to keep warm with this little cloth.

The steaming tea dissipates the heat a little bit, the green tea color deepens, forms the dark green, the small leaves are bubbled, swollen, lifeless floating on the cold tea.

"You go out with me." Long Qing stands up without warning and nods to song Huaichun, as if he has made some decision.

Song Huaichun subconsciously looks out of the window. The dark night is like a fierce beast with a big mouth. Her inner uneasiness is more serious, and her smile can hardly be maintained.

"It's so late. It's the same thing if you have something to do tomorrow." She pastes to the Dragon Qing body, the weak body looks like has no bone, relies on the man's body.

Long Qing pushes her away. Song Huaichun, who doesn't stand firm, staggers and sits on the cold ground. She looks up aggrieved and sees the hatred in the man's eyes.

Crying words, choking in the throat, no longer have the opportunity to say outside, for the man who doesn't care about you, tears are not weapons, but the tools of torture.

She climbs up from the ground. Due to the action, the black yarn slides down, revealing most of her snow-white shoulders. Song Huaichun pulls up in a panic, and her smile stays stiff on her face,

"I'll go and change my clothes." She did not dare to put forward other requirements in the act of coquettish selling, and honestly did according to the man's words.

Long Qing nodded and grabbed the car key to go out: "I'm waiting for you outside."

Song Huaichun doesn't dare to hesitate. He runs upstairs and puts on a new suit of clothes. When song's mother hears the noise, she comes out of the room again. She hesitates and asks, "Huaichun, is long Qing in a bad mood?"

Song Huaichun is changing her skirt. When she hears the speech, her hand moves suddenly. She twists her face. The irony on her face is almost full of irony: "Mom, you can see that he is in a bad mood."

She accentuated some words, with a hint of sarcasm on her slightly curved red lips.

But she is really a good mother. She knows that long Qing is in a bad mood. In order to stay, she uses all kinds of tricks. Song Huaichun really wants to know that in her mother's heart, there is really a little bit of her daughter's position!

Why, I don't know how to think a little bit for her!

Song's mother's smile on her face almost can't hang up. She said angrily, "your mother and I are not blind. How can I not see such obvious things? Song Huaichun, I can tell you that if you can't grasp Long Qing, we will sleep in the street. You think your mother and daughter will suffer those crimes when she is a long time old."

"Then don't make trouble for me. After tonight, you will leave immediately." Song Huaichun's face sank and her heart was icy and dregs cold. Her good mother thought and read all about herself.

I'm afraid that her daughter's position in her mind is just someone who can provide her with food and clothing.

"Dead girl, how can you drive me away again? I'll tell you" Song Mu Bu Zheng Ran's cold eyes on song Huaichun, and the words behind her spontaneously swallow back into her stomach. How can't you say it."For the last time, you're my mother, and that won't change for a lifetime." Song Huaichun quickly changed his clothes, put on a light make-up for himself and wiped himself out: "but, you can't be useful all your life. If I really give up, no one dares to say anything."

What's more, what song Huaichun decided to do would not give up because of other people's words. Song Mother's words and deeds today are really stepping on song Huaichun's bottom line, which makes her unable to tolerate.

Song's mother realized that song Huaichun's words were serious, and she was in a hurry. However, song Huaichun's figure could not be found at this time. She hurried downstairs and only heard the exhaust sound of the car.

This girl!

Song's mother's eyes twinkle at the direction of the car's disappearance. She's very old, but she can't let song Huaichun drive out. It's really disgraceful.