Chapter 43

I didn't expect that my height had risen to meet my parents. I bit my fork and looked at him: "you're not afraid of affecting my appetite. Let me know when I finish eating."

"My mother is virtuous, virtuous, beautiful and dignified. She will never spoil your appetite."

"I didn't mean that." Sang Qi looks so good. His mother must be a beauty.

I looked around the hotel and saw a middle-aged woman in a fish white cheongsam sitting in a pavilion beside a small bridge and flowing water.

It's neither too early nor too late. It's not so rude to be late, and it's not so impatient to be early.

My appointment with Mrs. Sang was to step in at 11:30. I looked at my watch at the door of the hotel. It was 11:25.

The restaurant we met last time was a Chinese restaurant with hangbang cuisine, which was not entirely hangbang cuisine, but Huaiyang cuisine. So there was a small stage in the hall of the hotel where two people were singing Pingtan.

I combed my messy hair again, but I didn't wear any jewelry. I didn't want to go to see Mrs. sang with my own cloth, because I was not that style.

I stood in front of the mirror and found that I also had a little silk style of celebrity.

I found a mint green coat with a light beige wool skirt and a pair of bare boots of the same color.

Even when I went to meet the head of state, I didn't dress like this, but I didn't meet the head of state either.

After breakfast, I went back to my room to dress up. I dressed up for more than an hour.

I got up in a hurry to wash my hair, and then went downstairs to have some breakfast. I didn't want to be so hungry that I wolfed down at noon to scare the beautiful and dignified Mrs. sang.

I was relieved that sang Qi was just a friend of women. He knew that I couldn't get up too early, so he gave me another time.

"Knowing that you got up late this morning, your appointment with my mother was changed to lunch."

So that I woke up at 9:30 the next morning. A message from sangqi made me panic.

Because of Sang Qi's words, I didn't fall asleep until midnight. He should have been sleeping with me for about the same time. We just lay with our eyes open for several hours without saying a word to each other, but my heart couldn't be calm.

But being spoiled, loved, pitied and contained, the hard wall in my heart suddenly collapsed, more dangerous than the dangerous building.

Hard hearted people are usually like this, beaten, spurned, ridiculed, abandoned do not necessarily cry.

Many people say that I have a heart of stone and seldom cry.

Eyes looking at the snow-white walls open wide, because I close my eyes, tears will flow out of my eyes.

I was sleepy, but I didn't close my eyes.

"Psycho, I don't want to beat you."

I muttered with a smile, turned over and faced the wall.

"You can even hit me when you want to be small, but don't run away."

Suddenly I heard sang Qi's voice clearly ringing in my ears.

After a while, I half closed my eyes drowsily.

When his eyes can adapt to the dark, see the outside moonlight from the curtain of the gap projected on the wall and ceiling of a little light, suddenly feel that it is very bright and beautiful.

He turned off the light and we lay in the dark.

I know what I look like, so I don't care what others say about me.

He said, I don't mind if I go to the hot water tank, just like he said.

He said that my body temperature is like a constant temperature hot water bag. Sleeping with it makes him sleep better.

Every night the procedure of sleeping is so circuitous, in short, he must hold me to sleep.

In the end, I didn't take a bath with him. I took a bath in the bath. He went to his own room to take a shower. Then he went around to my room and took me back to his room.

He is not as greasy as other childe brothers and rich people. Sometimes I think he has his simple side. When he is simple and beautiful, I can't help hugging him.

"I've held back for so long." His smile is quite calm. I like the wrinkles on his lips, like the waves raised by a big ship in the sea. Although this description is a little complicated, sang Qi's smile always gives me a very broad feeling.

I turned around in his arms, raised my head and touched his cool cheek: "it's not that I don't want to wash with you, it's that I'm afraid that after you take a bath with me, you'll be intoxicated with my perfect figure. How painful it is to be able to see, touch and eat?"

I don't want to bathe with him.

"Let's do it together. Our bathtub is big enough." He hugged me and went into the bathroom.

"I used to choose him not because of my vision, but because of my level. People in my class can only choose men of the same level as me. It's an accident to meet you at most." I poked him in the chest: "go and take a bath.""Whether he's mud or iron, you don't have a good eye before. You have to correct it quickly."

"It's not so easy for him to divorce me, especially since I'm rich, he has to hold my thigh tightly. Now my thigh is so thick, it's easy to hold." I smile to let him recognize this: "he Cong is not a piece of iron, he is a piece of mud, sometimes mud is more difficult to deal with than iron."

"I don't like the taste. In the future, just stay calm with me and run to their house. Divorce him as soon as possible, and soon you will have nothing to do with him."

"What's the taste of his house?"

"Wash the smell out of his house."

When I came to the bathroom door, I remembered that I had taken a bath in he Cong's house. I stopped, turned around and said to Sang Qi behind me, "I've taken a bath. I don't need to."

"I don't wash with him." I winked at sister Huan with a smile.

Sister Huan quickly came up and said to us with a smile, "the bath water has been put away. It's too cold outside today. Mr. sang and Miss Xia should take a hot bath."

After dinner, sang Qi and I went back to his house. Sister Huan and Xiao Sha were still awake, waiting for us at the door of the living room. It seemed that we were relieved to see me coming back.

I'm the one who can't stand provocation. I'll be hit when I'm excited.

Who dare not? What's so great about seeing what you see?

"Don't tell me that the daring summer solstice doesn't even dare to see my mother."

"Don't tell me you promised your mother on the phone."

I decided that she was Mrs. sang, because she had noble temperament, soft features, but had amazing beauty. Sang Qi's face had the shadow of his mother.

I walked to her with a smile, stood in front of her and bowed slightly to her: "Hello, aunt sang, my name is summer solstice."

She looked up at me, and immediately stood up, and reached out to shake me: "Hello, summer solstice, I am the mother of sangqi, my name is Qinqing."