The strong wind was so violent that it shook Song Sanxi's Maybach.
The wind is just a boost...
Who knows some things?
But I can only make up my mind.
However, Chu Yan cried and shouted loudly.
How insignificant she is amidst the sounds of nature's harsh weather.
The godfather dreamed of going back to the Middle Ages, where knights were fighting on the battlefield, and the battle was tragic...
Rongxi Cinema City is also undergoing the baptism of the storm.
Su Yourong stood in front of the window, looking at the violent rain, and made up her mind for a long time.
I took my new mobile phone and wanted to call him.
I want to ask him, has such heavy rain returned to Zhonghai?
If you are still on the highway, stop driving, stop, safety first.
In fact, Song Sanxi's car is still driving and cannot stop...
In the end, Su Yourong could only silently enter the text message and send it as a happy message.
"Mr. Song, a heavy rain is coming. Take care along the way and put safety first! If it doesn't work, stop, be patient, and wait."
That's it.
When the good news was sent, there were tears in the corners of her eyes.
And Song Sanxi did receive the news.
He set a special message tone, which sounds a bit like the pronunciation of "husband".
My heart was shocked and I almost slipped out of the car!
However, the chassis of the car is really good and stable.
He leaned over and picked up the phone to look at it. He felt inexplicably nervous.
It seems to be a feeling of guilt.
Anyway, it's a little uncomfortable.
So, while driving the car, I replied: "Okay, thank you Ms. Su Yourong, take care!"
I put down my phone and sighed secretly.
I closed my eyes, but in front of me was Chu Yan's pure and sweet face.
It's her crying, her tears, her cloudy face, her begging look.
That’s all…
wrong!
Sometimes in life, everything is wrong!
Making the same mistake again and again?
Is it wrong to make a mistake?
Chu Yan burst into tears and laughed, then smiled happily and said: Look at the effect of Director Xue's surgery, it doesn't seem to be very good, it seems to be very good, but Brother Sanxi, you are the best, the best!
About seven o'clock in the evening, the rain came!
After one o'clock in the morning, the rain stopped!
There is a horn from behind urging me, let’s go, drive, go back to Zhonghai, the highway is clear...
Song Sanxi was busy cleaning up for a while, it had never been so messy.
Chu Yan, holding her stomach, pursed her lips and smiled secretly. She looked cute and sweet.
Anyway, she felt that life was a little more beautiful.
"Brother Erxi, can you still drive?"
Song Sanxi has a radiant face, a handsome expression, and high spirits.
But after hearing this, I was stunned for a moment, touched the gear lever, shifted gears, and started, "Of course it can! But, what does Brother Erxi mean?"
Chu Yan's smile exuded a feeling of pure beauty and charm, "What do you think? Anyway, you are Brother Erxi, not Brother Three, and certainly not Brother Sixi. Of course, I think you are more than Brother Sixi!"
Song Sanxi looked suddenly enlightened, nodded, accelerated, overtook, and raced ahead.
Great car, really different.
The highway is wide and wide, and the car can catch me wherever I go!
He just said with some distress: "Oh, Yanzi, the surgery that Director Xue performed on me seems to have failed."
"I feel..." Chu Yan tilted her head beautifully, lying comfortably on the passenger seat, blinking her big eyes, "I feel okay. If I don't fail, it's quite a failure, but it's good to fail."
"What kind of logic is this? Yanzi, you hurt me..."
"Really? Is the hurt deep enough? If it's not deep enough, I will continue to hurt you again!"
"Forget it, I want to be a good Song Sanxi quietly."
"Song Erxi..."
"..."
Send Chu Yan downstairs to Wang Hui's house.
That home is a very large flat floor.
Chu Yan got out of the car, blinked her eyes through Song Sanxi's half-closed window, smiled happily, and said softly: "Brother Erxi, the buttons of your shirt are wrong."
"ah……"
Song Sanxi lowered her head and saw that it was indeed the wrong button.
Quickly, buckle it up.
Chu Yan smiled happily, her face flushed charmingly, "Goodbye, Brother Erxi!"
Song Sanxi smiled helplessly and said, "Will everything be okay today?"
Chu Yan said loudly: "There are thousands of roads, safety is the first priority, and driving is not standardized, I will burst into tears. Don't worry, I will only make you laugh and make you happy, I won't make you cry!"
After that, he turned around and left with a gesture of bye.
His hands were clasped behind his back, holding a small bag.
With her light and nimble steps, swaying, and long hair fluttering, she looks like a young girl in love, so lovely and tolerable...
Song Sanxi couldn't help but feel comfortable looking at this little appearance.
But look again, that graceful back, small waist, and...
Unconsciously, Song Sanxi lowered his head and frowned.
Alas, that’s all, what else do you think about the three joys and four joys?
It seems that the relief effect of this condition is not obvious.
Although the disease is controllable, when it is uncontrollable, it really loses control and forgets everything.
Even if the whole world is destroyed, it has nothing to do with you.
This kind of treatment effect is indeed a bit of a failure.
Damn it, am I really the father of Ximaru?
The only walking Kimaru in the world?
Thinking of the drug Xiwan developed by Cheng Yingxue, Song Sanxi felt complicated...
The next morning, I still got up early on time.
Energetic and energetic.
However, facing an empty home, I feel a little disappointed.
I still remember what I said to Su Yourong when I was reborn: My name is Song Sanxi. I have a family, a woman, and children. I am Sanxi!
But now, everyone is on the same side!
In the cool morning of this city after a heavy rain, a sudden longing arises spontaneously in the cool world.
Song Sanxi had an inexplicable urge to go to the film and television city and make breakfast for her!
Go to Hailan International School and make breakfast for Tiantian, Lin Long and Youxin!
A high-quality man in the lifestyle department, can't he avoid the joke of cooking?
Come downstairs, oh...
Mother Lin is already busy in the kitchen.
Auntie, why did you get up so early this morning?
She is still so young, her skin is so good, she looks like someone in her early thirties!
Wearing a light blue loose skirt and a kitchen skirt, she looks like a good aunt at home.
Song Sanxi was about to say hello when she looked out the window, ha!
Good guy!
What a great guy!
Qin Xianglin's father, Qin Changsheng, Qin Dong, a terminally ill man with a net worth of hundreds of millions, is so refreshing!
It seems that there are only people with thirty-five or six-year-old faces.
He is well-dressed and has a slightly ordinary face, but he exudes the peace and calmness of his age.
On her feet, she also wore black cloth shoes, which were low-key enough.
He was passing by the window, and it seemed that he was here to find Auntie Lin.
What Song Sanxi could think of was that it was a little inconvenient to meet at this time, so she hurried upstairs.
Last night, Lao Qin spent the night here!
Maybe, because of the heavy rain, I couldn’t walk?
Therefore, Godfather Xi was still a little worried. Have their bodies recovered?
Is it possible?
In my sensitive ears, I still heard Qin Changsheng's gentle voice: "Look, what are you doing up so early? Why don't you sleep more?"
"Oh, Lao Qin, don't hug me! How bad is it for Sanxi to see you? Why don't you sleep more? Aren't you tired?"
"Haha, if you're not tired, why are you? Our bodies are in good shape! Look at the car outside the door. Is Sanxi back?"
"Well, this kid hasn't been back for a long time! He should still be sleeping at this moment! I have to make him a good breakfast."
"Haha, it's feasible, it's feasible. When you talk about Sanxi, it's like talking about your own child..."
"Hey, I really want him to be our uncle, do you think that's okay?"
"Well...it's this problem again, it's really a problem..."