Chapter 338

Did you let Auntie Hongpin the button?

Thinking deeply, he didn't know what to do for a while. He looked down at the screen of his mobile phone again. Song Changlin still didn't return the news.

He could not bear it. His fingers trembled as he edited the news: "uncle."

Don't give yourself the chance to hesitate. After inputting, he immediately points to send.

This is the most unyielding thing he has done since he has lived for more than 20 years.

"Ding"

Song Changlin returned the message: "HMM."

A word, let think deeply feel full of pride, he didn't return the news to song Changlin again, put the mobile phone to one side.

He had a breath in his heart. He didn't know how to vent. He grabbed the collar and tugged hard. The other hand opened the window.

The expressway from the airport to the city is also very close to the seaside. The sea breeze in the morning is a little cold. He drills into the car, but still can't put out the fire in his heart.

At this point, all the servants of the Song family have got up.

The antique yard is full of flowers and colorful. The old lady is wearing white sports clothes to keep fit in the fitness area of the yard.

After getting off the car, I saw that I didn't want to say hello. I walked straight to the house.

"It's deep."

"Young master nianshen."

When entering the door, the servants greeted him one by one, but he didn't notice. He went straight up to the second floor and walked towards the room of song Changlin.

When he got to the door, he raised his hand and grasped the handle. Before he turned it, the lock opened.

He subconsciously withdrew his hand and the door opened.

Song Changlin, dressed in blue and white plaid, obeyed the room. He had just washed his head and his hair was half wet and half dry.

Seeing that he was not wearing a white shirt, he took a deep sigh of relief. His cold face quickly said, "Song Changlin, I will find you to calculate this account."

Warning, he pushed away song Changlin and walked past him.

Behind him came the old lady's rebuke, "deep, talking to your little uncle like this?"

The old man stood at the entrance of the stairs and looked at him coldly.

He is on fire now, even the old man, he is not in the mood to face, "grandma, I think my little uncle is eager to find an aunt for me and Nianjia."

Last time Gu Nianjia said to introduce the singer to song Changlin, why there is no sound and no image!

Deduct her pocket money next month.

Without looking at the old lady's face, he went on to song Changlin's room.

Song Changlin has just returned home. There are not many things in the room. You can see all the furnishings at a glance.

They are simple and practical.

He swept around, didn't know where the clothes were, turned around and looked at Song Changlin and asked, "what about the clothes?"

No matter how cold and proud he is, he can't hide his inner impatience and desire.

Song Changlin chuckled, but he seemed to be used to it.

He didn't speak. He walked to the storage room. He thought deeply and followed him to the door of the storage room. Song Changlin opened the closet door and took out seven or eight shirts, including four white ones and three white ones with dark stripes.

There are damaged places on each piece. It is obvious that they are dirty one by one.

Are those clothes that Lin Yiqian bought for him?

Thinking deeply of those shirts, he raised his feet excitedly, met song Changlin and directly reached for his clothes.

There are several pieces of broken ones that are very fierce. He curses them in his heart.

Those goddamn cars, even from his clothes.