For my daughter's sake, don't get involved with a prodigal son.
The daughter, upstairs, fell into the arms of the prodigal son, tightly dependent on her.
Seeking, comforting, relying on...
After a while, Song Sanxi felt embarrassed.
This fragrant body and undulating and exploding lines are really... alas!
He has no choice but to act like a victim.
so……
He coughed softly.
Wang Xia was in her arms, with one arm around his neck and the other around his waist.
Without raising his head, his chest collar was soaked with tears.
He whispered: "Sanxi, what's wrong? Do you have a cold?"
The voice is soft and soft, caring.
"Um...not only do you have a cold, but you also have a fever!" Song Sanxi was a little depressed, "Sister Xia, get up, be well, stop crying, and pay attention to your health."
"With you in my body, I'm not afraid of death. It's okay, I'll just lean on you for a while..."
"But you don't feel any discomfort in your stomach? Anyway, I don't feel well..."
"ah……"
Only then did Wang Xia wake up.
She felt something.
On the spot, he stood up, hummed, and slapped Song Sanxi on the back.
I twisted my waist and turned around, pursed my lips and tried to smile. I felt so embarrassed.
"Damn guy, you bad guy..."
Song Sanxi shook her head, looked down at herself, and sighed: "Sister Xia, I am sick..."
"Fuck you, bad guy, I want to believe it! Isn't this a common problem among stinky men?"
"No one believes the truth. It's a common problem. You'd better ask your dad to leave! You're over fifty and you're fat. You'll have problems if you kneel for a long time. After all, it's still your dad. Without him,
Where can you be? If he hadn’t been compensating you and obeying you all these years..."
When Wang Xia heard this, she became angry and interrupted coldly: "If he wants to kneel, then kneel! What did he say to you? Didn't you hear it just now?"
Song Sanxi smiled, "I heard it!"
"I heard that, and you still pity him? Song Sanxi, you are so big-hearted! Don't you hold any grudge at all?"
Song Sanxi shook his head and smiled: "Man, is it interesting to hold grudges? If you want to remember, there are too many. Is it annoying?"
"Besides, no matter what your father said about me before, whether it was right or wrong, in the end, it is the father who loves his daughter, and we must respect this."
"Other things will be discussed later. The current things will be dealt with now."
"you……"
Wang Xia was deeply touched and felt that Song Sanxi was different.
However, she rolled her eyes at him and said, "You really know how to think! Your mentality is really different than that of ordinary people. But what if he doesn't leave?"
At this moment, Wang Xia believed it.
Song Sanxi said that Wang Wenhong would not go upstairs, and it was true.
Song Sanxi pressed her shoulder and said, "Sit down, I'll take a look first."
Wang Xia turned around and looked at him, and she actually...!
I couldn't help but blush.
"Bad thing, what's wrong with you? What's going on in your mind? Stinky man, stinky man..."
"I told you, this is a disease."
When Song Sanxi lowered his head, it felt much more natural.
Then, straightening his body and looking very funny, he walked towards the window openly.
When Wang Xia saw this, she couldn't laugh or cry.
"This stinking gangster! How shameless..."
Song Sanxi walked over, hid by the curtain, and looked downstairs.
I saw Wang Wenhong kneeling there with his hands on the ground.
His fat body was trembling.
The expression on his face was very sad.
From time to time, I look up at the villa.
He really didn't leave and didn't want to go upstairs.
He just thought that Wang Xia would definitely come and take a look.
But unexpectedly, it was Song Sanxi who was watching.
Of course, he couldn't see Song Sanxi.
Song Sanxi turned around and sat down. She was much calmer now.
Wang Xia glanced there and glanced at him with a red face, "Bad guy! Is he gone?"
"No! It looks like he's going to die on his knees."
"Oh my god..." Wang Xia was depressed and frightened, "What will you do if he doesn't leave? You can't leave! When the car comes out of the basement, it must have passed by him!"
He said, a little anxious.
"Afraid he will misunderstand?"
Wang Xia grimaced, "With his attitude, if he saw you at my house, would it be as simple as a misunderstanding? There may be people who will fight with you! Don't underestimate him, if he goes crazy, you will be in big trouble."
Song Sanxi nodded, but Yun Danfeng said lightly: "The big deal, I won't leave tonight, I will stay at your house. Just think of it as a teacher and student living together."
"You..." Wang Xia blushed again in embarrassment, "What are you thinking about? Are you the same age as me?"
Song Sanxi said seriously, "What are you thinking about? There are so many rooms here, where should I sleep? Sofa, study room, even the piano..."
Wang Xia made a sound and laughed, "Damn it, I've seen people playing the piano, but I've never seen anyone sleeping on the piano."
Song Sanxi smiled and said, "Well, I have a way to make him leave quickly."
"What can I do? Tell me quickly!" Wang Xia couldn't help but grabbed his wrist and said eagerly.
Then, feeling embarrassed, he let go.
Song Sanxi whispered: "Call him, just say..."
As he spoke, he almost whispered in Wang Xia's ear.
This gesture is a bit ambiguous.
But here in Song Sanxi, he is full of temperament.
A serious gentleman's demeanor.
After Wang Xia heard this, she couldn't help but punch him on the shoulder.
Jiaowei scolded: "Damn thing, your brain is really damaging to you, but it's so easy! Haha..."
Then, she smiled.
I got up at the high-legged single table in the hall, picked up the landline phone on speakerphone, and called Wang Wenhong.
Soon, Wang Wenhong answered.
"Xiaxia, dad is here! Say, say..."
"I know you're not dead! Shameless, kneeling outside, looks good?"
"Xiaxia, Dad is doing this for your own good! Please believe that Dad is determined. Today is the day of the war. If you don't agree to sever ties with that bastard and tell me your condition, I won't get up or leave.
, even if your knees are broken!"
Wang Wenhong said it very seriously.
Wang Xia glanced at Song Sanxi with a very rogue expression.
"I said, Wang Wenhong, you bastard is determined to eat the weight, right?"
"Xiaxia, once, dad was a bastard! But tonight, dad is really determined!"
Wang Xia nodded convinced, "Okay, my father, please continue to kneel! I hung up the phone and called Zhonghai Daily and the TV station, saying that the boss of Zhonghai People was at Liang's house late at night.
Kneeling in the yard, if my courtship fails, I won’t leave..."
"Xiaxia! You..." Wang Wenhong became crazy.
"My father, you're still talking nonsense, right? Then I'll hang up the phone."
"No, no, no, I'm going, I'm going..."
Wang Wenhong took the initiative to hang up the phone.
I feel really depressed, this daughter is so cruel!
When I got up, my knees were sore and I almost fell down.
The pace is a bit ugly.
But, hurry up, run over, get in the car, and leave.
Upstairs, by the window, Song Sanxi and Wang Xia almost watched.
When the car got out, Wang Xia breathed a sigh of relief, turned around and punched Song Sanxi several times in the chest.