Gu Wenjun patted the pastry crumbs on her fingers, "It's a small matter, very simple, but..."
The old lady looked at her with a smile, "How about you promise grandma to try to have sex with Lao Qi?"
"..."
What level does it mean to be in the same place?
She and Shang Dynasty had planned to get along recently.
Song Qianqian simply pretended to be stupid and nodded, "Okay."
Gu Wenjun was immediately so happy that the wrinkles at the corners of her eyes crinkled, "When will you see Cheng Yanqing? Grandma will ask someone to do it right now!"
"Anything is fine, the sooner the better."
She was afraid that Cheng Yanqing would be in trouble if he really went abroad.
The old lady said decisively, "No problem!"
After leaving the room, the two of them did not stay at the thank-you banquet. Gu Wenjun exchanged a few pleasantries with the principal Xuan Bai, said hello, and left.
When leaving, Song Qianqian's eyes accurately captured the person named Ye Fangnan.
After taking one look, he looked away and took the old lady on his arm and walked out the door.
The end of autumn has passed and winter has begun. The rain in Haicheng is gradually harvesting. Unexpectedly, there is a sudden rain on the road.
The already cool night air can feel a bit chilly through the car window.
Originally, Song Qianqian wanted to get off the bus and take a taxi home.
But the old lady refused, "It's a cold day and it's dark outside, so just come back with me and stay one more night!"
Gu Wenjun motioned to the servant to send a message to Lao Qi, asking him to stop working around in the company.
Therefore, when the two of them arrived at Lulangqiaoting, Shang Chao was already at home.
It's still raining, and it's raining hard.
Shang Qi Sheng and Shang Dynasty naturally came out to pick people up like gentlemen.
Uncle Zeng got out of the car, held an umbrella, and opened the car door with one hand, "Old madam, please slow down!"
Gu Wenjun almost stepped on the ground with one foot. She didn't know what she thought of, so she simply took her foot back.
He raised his head and looked at Shang Qi Sheng beside him, "Qi Qi, come here!"
Before Song Qianqian could recover from the gentle nickname "Qiqi", Shang Qisheng had already carried the old lady out of the car.
A standard princess hug.
Gu Wenjun peeked at Shang Chao from his son's arms, and it was very clear in his eyes: I have given you a look, do you know what to do?
Even Uncle Zeng understood and secretly chuckled to the side.
Song Qianqian moved her position and prepared to get out of the car.
Shang Chao then bent down and stretched out his arms.
Because she was not used to it, she subconsciously frowned and said, "I can do it myself."
The man's eyebrows were deep and his voice was deep and affectionate, "It's raining heavily, and the hem of my skirt is wet and it doesn't look good."
Song Qianqian lowered her head and looked at her outfit today.
This dress and even today's wig were given by the old lady. It's really difficult to handle when they get wet.
She couldn't help but take another look at the Shang Dynasty.
This man really has a lot of experience. Unlike other men, he doesn't say anything like "the rain is cold and it's easy to catch a cold".
The main body of his concern was placed on her clothes, so that she could not feel that he specifically cared about her, and therefore could not dislike her.
Finally, she was taken out of the car by the man.
It is also a standard princess hug.
Uncle Zeng was holding an umbrella conscientiously at the side. He had been with his master for a long time. Even if it rained, he would follow his footsteps in the same coordinated manner.
Almost not a drop of rain fell on Song Qianqian.
The rain was a bit heavy, and the rain falling on the umbrella made a "plop, plop" sound, which was a bit noisy.
So he didn't quite hear what Shang Chao said.
He raised his head and asked, "What?"
Shang Chao lowered his eyebrows and looked at the person in his arms while taking steps.
She could see his face. The light from the villa not far away reflected from the edge of the umbrella onto the man's face. The edges and corners were blurred just right and looked beautiful.
I saw his thin lips touching each other, "She's so thin that I can't even weigh her when I hold her."
Song Qianqian heard it clearly this time and frowned slightly.
Although he spoke very gently and in a low voice, creating an atmosphere of casual communication, she remembered what her master had said to her.
[When you are so thin, you have no flesh, and your body has no waist, why do you think you are good-looking? 】
When Master said this, he also spoke lightly, and there was no hint of displeasure in his tone.
She knew that Master did it on purpose, just to drive her away and make her give up.
But she also knows that Master obviously likes her too!
Then she ate papaya porridge, papaya salad, papaya soup for a whole year...
After listening to Shang Chao's words, she looked down at herself and hummed, "I'm just still young and not fully developed! It's not that I'm skinny!"
She doesn't care about the other things, but it won't work if she is skinny, has breasts but no breasts, and has a butt but no butt!
She was not happy!
Shang Chao heard the rare change in her tone and looked at her with lowered eyebrows again.
Sure enough, I saw that the girl's face was full of vivid emotions, no longer her usual mature attitude.
Suddenly her lips curled up into a smile, and she unexpectedly discovered that what she cared about was actually her own figure?
The little girl starts to love beauty?
Good thing.
The man's steps became more steady. After entering the door, he stepped off his shoes alternately.
Then put her on the shoe cabinet and prepare to give her slippers.
Song Qianqian was not used to it and quickly bit it down.
"Don't move." He said in a low voice, "I'll do it!"
He raised his eyes to look at her, and continued to lower his gaze as she took off her small leather shoes that looked a bit antique.
Uncle Zeng was holding his umbrella aside and took a sneak peek at the shy look on Miss Song's face.
She is just a little girl, and her shy appearance is quite suitable for her age.
Song Qianqian felt helpless in her heart. She was not shy. She just saw the faint chest muscles under Shang Chao's collar when he squatted down...
So, he looked away.
Shang Chao had just returned from the company, just a few minutes earlier than them.
He didn't take a shower or change his clothes, just a black shirt and black trousers.
Because I took off my tie, I also unbuttoned the style button and opened one more button, creating the current "scenery".
She also had to say that it was indeed rare for a man in his early thirties to be able to manage his figure so well.
"Master Qi seems to be raising his own daughter!" Uncle Zeng finally couldn't hold it back and teased.
The two people who were teased had expressions on their faces.
Is he that young?
Is she that young?
Seeing the two people looking at each other, Uncle Zeng knew that he was talking too much and coughed twice, "I-I'm going to change clothes. Master Qi, you're busy!"
Get away.
Shang Chao had already put on her slippers, then stood up and bent down to pick her up.
His eyes fell on her face, "You have a fever again?"
Why is her cheek flushed on such a cold day?
Song Qianqian lowered her eyebrows slightly, "I'll just go upstairs by myself...!"
Before she could say the word "ba", she was already held firmly in her arms.
Above the head was a man's deep and pleasant voice: "The slippers don't fit your feet and it's not safe to walk up the stairs."
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Master Qi, I suspect you deliberately unbuttoned your shirt