Look at the table again. It's a portion of milk and a portion of cut toast.

Although it's simpler, Yu Xiaoxiao thanks song Qingfeng for his kindness.

"Then I'm welcome." Yu Xiaomi squints at the water eyes, then takes up the milk on the table.

Yu Xiaocai sighed after almost half a drink.

The stomach is hotter than before.

"By the way, little, what did you just want to say to me?" Song Qingfeng's smile is still warm as the spring breeze in April.

He smiled as if all the flowers were in bloom.

"I......" Yu Xiaoxiao glances at her mouth a little strangely. She looks up at Song Qingfeng and says, "I just went back yesterday and saw a lot of photos in Mr. Qi's study..."

"You and me?"

Yu Xiaogang said, song Qingfeng immediately guessed.

"Well." Yu Xiaoxiao nodded a little head, and his face changed accordingly. "I always thought that his trust in me was unconditional."

Now it seems that there is no need for any conditions, because he knows everything clearly.

Song Qingfeng's black eyes narrowed, but suddenly he had other ideas in his heart.

Yesterday, when he met Yu Xiaoxiao, Lode sent people to follow them. When he went back in the evening, Lode told him that someone had secretly photographed him and Yu Xiaoxiao, while the photographer had contact with summer.

It seems that this silly woman has misunderstood Mr. Qi in her mouth.

Song Qingfeng's chin is pressed down, but his lips are picked up. God is helping him!

"What are you going to do? Explain to him clearly? " Song Qingfeng chuckles and hooks his lips. "I can come out to help you clarify. Since your Mr. Qi doesn't believe you, I can help you."

"I don't want it." Yu Xiaoxiao's head was leaning to the side, and he seemed to pout a little angrily.

Since Qi Qingfeng doesn't believe her, what's the use of her explanation?

What's more, she didn't do anything wrong!

Looking at Yu Xiaoqi's small expression with satisfaction, song Qingfeng was happy, "you, or that temper before..."

Song Qingfeng shakes his head helplessly, raises his hand and lightly points Yu's small nose. "Eat first, I'll take you to have a rest later, OK?"

"Here..." Yu Xiaogang wants to say yes, but when she thinks of Qi Qingfeng's black face from vinegar, she is still withered

"No, I have other things to do in a moment, so I won't bother you."

The smile on Song Qingfeng's face froze for a moment, and then he pulled out another arc. "It doesn't matter. As long as you need it, the teacher will be by your side at any time."

Yu Xiaowen is shocked for a moment. She looks up at Song Qingfeng. His smile is still so gentle, without any impurities.

But there was something strange in her heart.

Yu Xiaoqing's clear water eyes flashed a trace of complexity, hesitated repeatedly or asked, "teacher, didn't Mr. Nei Luode come with you?"

She looked around subconsciously and didn't seem to see lode.

"He's not long gone, what?" Song Qingfeng's eyes sank a few points. It's difficult that Yu Xiaoxiao found something unusual?

His eyes narrowed slightly, and he looked at Yu Xiaoxiao with a smile, as if he noticed something.

"Nei, teacher, do you like Mr. Lord..." When Yu Xiaoxiao asked this question, she said it with great hesitation, but her little expression seemed to be very cute.

"I like..." Song Qingfeng mumbles and repeats Yu Xiaoxiao's words, and almost instantly understands her meaning.

His indifferent eyes meet Yu Xiaoxiao's suspicious and expectant eyes, and then he smiles lightly, "I didn't expect such a secret thing, you can guess?"

Song Qingfeng said, slowly approaching Yu Xiaoxiao's position, and whispered in his ear, "don't tell me about this, or I won't want to live a good life in China..."

When he said this, he had no choice but to smile bitterly, and then he sat right.

Yu Xiaoxiao was obviously late in this set, and was immediately "moved" by the feelings between Song Qingfeng and Lord!

"Teacher, don't worry. I will keep a secret for you." Yu's novel, but also a very important pat chest.

It's rare that song Qingfeng trusts her so much. Naturally, she can't let him down.

"By the way, little, in a short time, I......"

Song Qingfeng just wanted to say something, but the mobile phone in his pocket suddenly vibrated.

He took out his cell phone from his pocket and nodded to Yu Xiaoxiao apologetically, which connected the phone.

"Master, there is a situation."

The simple words of Lord on the other end of the phone came into song Qingfeng's ear. His face changed a little, and he said quietly, "OK, I'll go home soon."

Immediately, he hung up.

Yu Xiao noticed that song Qingfeng's expression was a little unnatural, and looked at him worried. "Are you OK, teacher?"

"Nothing serious." Song Qingfeng shook his head and smiled, "it's a little trouble at home..."

"That teacher, you'd better go back soon." Yu Xiaoxiao also smiled at Song Qingfeng, "don't let the family wait for you."

Said, Yu Xiao is the first to stand up, "I still have some things to do, it will not delay the teacher here."

Yu Xiaoxiao waved to song Qingfeng and left the cafe.

He knew Yu Xiaoxiao saw that he was hesitating, so he made a choice for him. She was still so sensible

Seeing Yu's small figure getting farther and farther, a tall figure came slowly from the coffee shop.

Song Qingfeng's face was almost gloomy for a moment. He frowned, glanced sideways at the figure beside him, and said in a cold voice, "what's the matter?"

Lord knew song Qingfeng was angry.

It's hard for Yu Xiaoxiao to come to him and be disturbed by him. If he doesn't lose his temper, Lode thinks it's abnormal.

"This is the latest news. It seems that someone is investigating song Qingfeng's identity."

Said Lord, and he handed the information to the man in front of him.

Song Qingfeng is just a code in his daily life. To be right, he created his identity to get close to Yu Xiaoxiao.

In front of him, the man put his mind to get Yu Xiaoxiao. If it wasn't for that, they wouldn't have spent such a long time.

"Interesting." Song Qingfeng's lips raised a wry smile, "I'm going to meet Mr. Qi for a while to see what he can do to steal my woman..."

His voice was gloomy and cold, and the color of his eyes was even worse.