Jiang Hongxing trotted to chase Song Li. No, she must not let him run away!
"Song Li, Song Li, don't leave!
You misunderstood mom."
However, before she could take even two steps, Song Zhili stepped forward and grabbed her: "Mom, my stomach hurts."
When Jiang Hongxing heard that he had a stomachache, she immediately became anxious: "Why do you suddenly have a stomachache? Did you eat something you shouldn't have?"
Forget it, call the doctor, call the doctor first!"
After saying that, she picked up the phone and was about to call the doctor.
Tonight, in order for Song Li and Bai Ying to have a relationship, she put a large amount in that glass of milk.
This thing won’t hurt Jirei, will it?!
It's all Bai Ying's bad idea!
If something happened to her Zhili, she would want this woman to be buried with her son!
Song Zhili was just pretending to prevent Jiang Hongxing from chasing Song Li.
Hum, the Song family's property belongs to him, and Song Lixiu wants to take away a piece of it.
Now that the plan was successful, he didn't need to call a doctor at all. He rubbed his belly:
"Mom, I seem to be fine again, you don't need to bother the doctor.
By the way, you haven’t told me who that pretty girl is?”
That girl is not bad looking, and her little appearance is too cute for him.
Jiang Hongxing knew he was talking about Bai Ying.
She never expected that Zhili would actually fall in love with Bai Ying!
No! That kind of vixen is a disaster to the family. Zhili must not be involved with her!
Her eyes dodge: "No one, you are wrong."
"I read that right!
Mom, tell me, who is she?
Forget it, if you don’t tell me, I will search room by room, and I will definitely find her!”
After saying that, he started to kick the door.
…
In the car, Song Li looked at the Song family with a sneer on his lips.
Since Bai Ying wants a man so much, wouldn't it be an apology for her "care" in the Bai family for so many years if she doesn't give her one?
Just as I was thinking about it, the cell phone in my pocket rang unexpectedly.
That was the ringtone he set for Bai Cha, but it was already eleven o'clock, so logically she would have gone to bed long ago.
And Bai Cha usually doesn't call himself at all.
Thinking of this, he inevitably panicked.
Was she being made difficult by the Bai family?
Or was it a nightmare?
Or maybe something else happened?
When he answered the phone, Song Li's voice could not hide his panic: "Baby, has something happened to you? Don't be anxious, speak slowly, I'm listening."
There was silence on the phone for two seconds, and Song Li suddenly became more anxious.
Just when he was about to start the car and go find some white tea, a familiar laughter suddenly came over the phone.
After laughing enough, she was as delicate as an oriole, and her voice as clear as a silver bell rang in her ears:
"Can't I call you if nothing happens?"
Bai Cha lay on the bed. She went to bed at ten o'clock to get ready for bed.
But I don’t know why tonight, but I can’t fall asleep no matter what I do in bed.
She couldn't help but pick up her phone and check WeChat over and over again.
But the boy didn't send her a single message.
This reminds Bai Cha of the saying on the Internet, "You don't know how to cherish it if you get it."
She couldn't help but think about this.
The more I think about it, the more I can’t sleep...
Then she couldn't help but make this call to Song Li.
When she heard Song Li's anxious voice, she knew that she was overthinking.
With one hand supporting his chin, Bai Cha's two pure white legs were dangling on the bright red sheets.
This was the first time that the little system saw such a sweet smile on the face of her host.
It secretly recorded this scene and decided to show it to the host later!
Song Li took his hands off the steering wheel and leaned back on the leather chair. His voice was low and gentle: "Okay, Miss, you can call me anytime you want."
Bai Cha turned over and said, "Song Li, could you please stop calling me Miss."
Song Li was stunned for a moment, and then thought that this title seemed a bit impolite.
The next second, Bai Cha's voice came again: "This title is too lewd."
She didn't think there was anything wrong with this title before.
But yesterday Song Li was in bed...
Just thinking about it makes me blush and my heart beats.
He coughed lowly to hide his embarrassment: "Anyway, you are not allowed to call me by this name anymore!"
"Okay, miss."
"You're still yelling! I'm ignoring you, I'm going to sleep!"
Listening to Bai Cha's angry voice on the phone, Song Li smiled softly: "Don't sleep yet, leave the door open for me."
"If you don't stay, I'll die!"
After saying that, Bai Cha hung up the phone directly. She stuffed the phone under the pillow and pulled the quilt over her body.
After thinking about it, I got out of bed and opened the locked door before going to bed.
As for the key to the door, Song Li has it.
After hanging up the phone, Song Li drove away from the community without looking at the Song family again.
The wind picked up at night, and when passing by the flower shop in the community, Song Li noticed that one flower shop had not closed yet.
He stopped the car and went to the store to buy a bouquet of red roses.
When paying the bill, I saw a glass cover on the boss's desk, with a delicate white camellia inside: "Don't the beauty movies only open around the Qingming Festival in the imperial capital?"
The boss didn’t expect that the other party actually understood flowers. He smiled and said:
"This is an eternal flower. It is picked when it blooms most beautifully and preserved using special techniques. It is not a fresh flower."
Song Li didn't even think about it: "Sell it?"
The boss nodded.
Holding the roses and the eternal flowers wrapped by his boss, Song Li quietly drove back to the Bai family's old house and parked the car outside.
He carried the gift and entered the white tea room like a thief.
There was nothing he could do, with those old guys around, he didn't dare to be careless.
There is a lamp left for white tea in the room.
Putting the roses in the vase, Song Li went to the bathroom and took a shower before going to bed.
As soon as he lay down, the girl rolled into his arms naturally.
He put out the light, gently covered Bai Cha with the quilt, and pressed his lips against her soft lips: "Good night, my princess."