Jiang Chinai shook his head. The other day, the Sadr incident came out and shouted that if the idols in front of the country were released one day, they would leave a corpse for them in Ouba.
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He also laughed and leaned back and said, I don’t understand the ideas of young people when I am old.
Song city out of the kitchen just heard Jiang Chi this sigh.
Jiang Chi looked at her and asked, Do you like Oba?
… Song city take a look at Yutingchuan.
Yu Tingchuan is drinking water.
Then she said, I like domestic products.
Jiang Chi followed Chou Yan Yutingchuan’s face expression and said to the whole Song Dynasty, The domestic products are good, but the hardware performance is just like a classic car for some years, and it may die halfway one day.
Not afraid Song Qingcheng consciously went to Yutingchuan’s side and continued, Our family is not bad now, and we can afford to repair it if the money is broken.
Jiang Chi nodded Gherardini looked Yutingchuan in the past.
Yu Tingchuan picked up the chopsticks on the table and gave them to the whole Song Dynasty. Jiang Chi looked across the street. If you don’t plan to eat, take your rice dumplings and go.
Eat well Jiang Chi takes good advice.
Song Qingcheng said, I forgot to put candles in the cake and have to make a wish.
Yu Tingchuan …
Jiang Chi …
Song Qingcheng got up and took out the piece that had written’ 35′ from the crack of the cake carton, and then gently inserted it into the middle of the cake and asked Yutingchuan for a lighter to light the candle and then sat back in the chair with satisfaction. He turned to look at Yutingchuan and said, Make a wish now.
Looking at the swaying’ 35′ candle, Jiang Chi held back a serious laugh and said, Yes, you must make a good wish for a birthday like this every few years.
Say that finish pretending to drink a cup to cover your expression at the moment.
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Everyone should have guessed Muheng’s stepmother status …
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☆ Chapter 321 Am I not your parents?
Lighting candles and wishing seems to be that children like birthday parties.
Next to Naisong City, I stared at Yutingchuan for a while, then leaned over and put out the candle, pulled it out and put it aside, which was the last step to cater to the children before cutting the cake.
After dinner, Jiang Chi left first when he got the message from the hospital.
In the villa, apart from Aunt Gong who washes dishes, Song Qingcheng and Yu Tingchuan are left.
Song Qingcheng left the restaurant and went to the living room sofa to pack exquisite gifts. The bag was just about to open the zipper and Yu Tingchuan said, Are you going to do business?
After dinner on weekdays, Song Qingcheng will see the living room as a problem set.
She prefers floor review to room review.
Yu Tingchuan has come over and the light shines on his shirt fabric. The light is soft enough for her homework. The man’s line is very gentle. If you feel tired, do less. If there is a problem, I will call your principal.
In the name of parents? Song Qingcheng asked intentionally
Looking at her, Yu Tingchuan chuckled, took a seat on the sofa, grabbed her bag and rubbed her left hand slightly. Am I not your parents?
He looks calm, but his words are full of teasing and mature charm.
Song whole heart can’t help smiling face still calm bowed their heads and pulled open the edge and said, This parent looks a little young.
Young is not good? Yu Tingchuan asked slowly.
I decided to invite Master Zhao’s parents to the mobilization meeting for the college entrance examination next month. Song Qingcheng said that he carefully studied the sofa Yutingchuan and then said, You are too arrogant to sit in the classroom, which is not conducive to the normal communication between teachers and parents.
Lao Zhao has time to attend your mobilization meeting when he goes home on weekends?
Master Zhao has no time, and you have no time.
Yu Tingchuan lifted his eyelids and looked at her with a faint smile. Do you know if I haven’t asked?
Song city nods after all, it’s a small matter, so don’t ask for instructions from boss Yu
The speaker touched the birthday present in the bag.
Just thinking about whether to buzz his ear with a mobile phone now. Yutingchuan has got up and took the mobile phone to answer the phone outside the living room.
Looking at the man’s back, Song Qingcheng temporarily dismissed the idea of taking out the gift box.
Yu Tingchuan hung up and came back. She was sitting on the coffee table doing English newspaper reading and understanding. The profile of her side face was very serious. She didn’t even find a few tutors coming. There was a plate of fresh longan next to it. Aunt Gong just brought it here. There were several longan shells in the trash can.
Take back the line of sight from the trash can Yu Tingchuan noticed that Song Qingcheng was kneeling on the carpet.
No matter how thick the cashmere carpet is, the coolness of the floor can still permeate.
He took a sofa blanket to cushion the coffee table and let the girl change places, but he sat on the floor with cotton pads and trousers to reveal black men’s socks.
Song Qingcheng watched him sit on his left elbow and bend up his long-legged shirt cuff, rolled up a few piles of wheat-colored forearm, and the steel commendation at his wrist showed a man’s strength. He picked up a geography tutor and flipped through it, which made her think that this man had a very good homework when he was studying.
This is not the first time Yu Tingchuan has accompanied her to do business.