In the rest, Song Qingcheng took a photo with a mobile phone in Muheng language.
The photos are not at all!
I realized that I was cheated, and I regretted throwing my mobile phone to the ground.
Just then, a soft beauty came, "How can such an adult still be childish?"
Mu Heng’s figure was slightly small, and then he suddenly turned his head to the side door of the banquet hall. A woman was looking at her by laughing and spoiling in a wheelchair.
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After arriving home, Song Qingcheng sent Yu Jing a WeChat and got no reply.
Out of the shower, the back of the head still hurts a little. Mu Heng said that she didn’t smash the whole song city and bleed, but the back of her neck was swollen and it was difficult to touch the swollen injury because she had just washed her hair.
Yutingchuan saw that she touched the back of her head from time to time, expecting that she must still be in pain to call someone to bite her mouth with a cigarette in her hand, squinting slightly, wearing a watch, holding the back of her neck with her left hand and rubbing her head slowly with her other hand.
Song Qingcheng took a deep breath when sitting on the sofa and just rubbing it. The pain gradually began to disappear and the whole person relaxed.
In the line of sight is Yu Tingchuan’s light gray shirt.
Feel the dryness and warmth of a man’s palm at the back neck skin.
The whole song dynasty remembered the injury, too. She liked to be taken care of by Yutingchuan and felt warm in her heart. She could not help but roll up her mouth shallowly.
"If it really hurts, go to the hospital."
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Yu Tingchuan is not very clear with a cigarette in his mouth.
But it is so vague that his magnetic voice sounds more mature and attractive.
"It will be fine after a day’s sleep" replied the whole Song Dynasty, feeling the strength of his hands, leaning forward slightly with his hands on a man’s waist belt and slowly sliding behind him to hug him and call him "Tingchuan".
Yu Tingchuan chuckled, "Do what?"
Song Qingcheng bent his lips. "Can’t I just call you?"
Yu Tingchuan took the cigarette and lit some ash in the ashtray of the coffee table. "I didn’t see you yelling on weekdays or was it unique when I was happy?"
"Who says I’m happy now?"
Song Qingcheng slightly let go and said, "You are imposing subjective assumptions on me."
""YuTingChuan she chuckled lightly smiled and didn’t refute her.
After a while, he began to ask, "Did the hotel and the girl from Mu’s family start work?"
Song Qingcheng was dazed. I didn’t expect Yu Tingchuan to ask this question. When she faced him, she found that she always couldn’t tell a perfect lie, just like now she wanted to hide his words to her mouth and became another kind. "Well, it’s not a start. It’s just to let her say that she didn’t pay attention at first."
How did Yu Tingchuan know that it was not strange to think about the whole Song Dynasty?
At that time, Mu Heng’s language looked like a platform.
She just came back from outside again.
Without looking at the monitoring, you can make people think of it.
When I was a grandmother, the old man said that she would be held by Yu Tingchuan for a generation. This holding should mean that what she thinks and does can probably be guessed by Yu Tingchuan.
Song city sincerely feel that if a generation like this is willing.
At this time, the coffee table mobile phone vibrates.
Song city glance to light up the screen to show Gu Zhengshen name.
"Go to bed first." Yu Tingchuan picked up the phone and went to the room. There should be business. Don’t forget to tell her before leaving.
Wait for the door to cover the whole bed of Song Dynasty.
Yu Jing still didn’t reply after taking the mobile phone.
Song city put in a message.
Yes machine state
Yutingchuan reached out and closed the door in the room and picked up the words at the same time.
"Is Yu Jing okay?" Gu zhengshen’s heart is over there
Yu Tingchuan went straight to the table and bowed his head to open the document on the table. "Children who are not sensible will forget in two days, but it will make a fool of your nephew’s wedding."
Gu Zheng sighed deeply. "My father just told me to come to your house another day and explain it. It’s really that girl who longed for her family went to play with her somehow."
"The land in Jianghe District hasn’t been approved yet?"
Yu Tingchuan turned the topic to start the project after the year.
"Dinner has been invited, and all kinds of approvals may be slow at the end of recent years. I will go to the Land and Resources Bureau in person again tomorrow." Gu Zhengshen guessed that Yu Tingchuan should read the documents and paused and spoke again. "I left the wedding banquet because I received a clear rain."
"What does she want with you?"
"Qingyu, she has returned to China."
Yu Tingchuan paused to ask "When"
"Just tonight" Gu Zhengshen saw that Yutingchuan seemed really unaware, even though he didn’t agree with Yutingchuan’s practice because of the whole Song Dynasty, but at the end of the day, they were still friends for many years. "She called me at the airport, so I went to pick her up, and I didn’t ask you if you knew."
"Is she in the south city now?"
"Yes, I opened a room for her hotel."
Gu Zhengshen told the truth, "It’s New Year’s Eve, and the ticket was suddenly changed. I didn’t know that she would come to Nancheng. Maybe she didn’t trust joie to be here alone."
Two people talk a few words to end.
The floor-to-ceiling curtains in the room have not been closed yet.
Yu Tingchuan put his mobile phone on the table, leaned against the edge of the table and looked out through the glass window. In the dark winter night, he had nothing to do but be dark. When he picked up his cigarette case and lighter and prepared to light it, he remembered Song Qingcheng’s banquet tonight and stuffed the cigarette back.
He looked up and happened to see himself reflected in the glass.
Compared with many years ago, now he is calm and collected, and he has long since lost his blood.
When I think about it like this, I see the scene in my bedroom just now-
The girl put her arms around his waist and face and stuck him through the shirt, full of dependence.
And in Los Angeles, outside the residential fence, she waited on the side of the road and turned her head to see his sudden surprise. Smiling slightly was more eye-catching than the sunset glow on the horizon.