Moreover, Qi Qing has a good personality and is close to her elders. She is really satisfied with everything she looks at.
Song Shijun deliberately tried to undermine him, looking at Han Qiqing with disgust and saying, "She looks beautiful? I think Xiaoxiao is prettier! By the way, there is also Xiaoxiao's good friend named Xiaomeng. Mom, you didn't see it. He’s a mixed race, he looks like a doll, he’s really good-looking!”
Song's mother clicked her tongue dissatisfied and scolded him, "How can you say that about Qiqing? Qiqing is very beautiful! Of course, Xiaoxiao is also very beautiful. As for the little friend you mentioned, I have never met him. But I don’t really like mixed-race people. I still like pure Chinese people. How can foreigners be as good-looking as us Chinese people?”
"Auntie, you are the best." Han Qiqing held Mother Song's hand, leaned up and complained, "This guy Shijun calls me ugly all day long. He is really annoying. Auntie, you have to help me teach him a lesson. , no matter what, you can’t say that to a girl.”
Mother Song hugged her and said with a smile, "This kid, A Jun, is actually telling the truth."
Han Qiqing nodded seriously and agreed, "I think so too, he is just jealous that I look better than him!"
Song Shijun simply couldn't stand listening and shook his head helplessly, "Mom, why did you join her? Are you still not my mother? Why do I think Qiqing is your daughter?"
"I have grown up watching Qiqing. Qiqing is almost like my daughter." Mother Song smiled lovingly.
Han Qiqing put her little face close to Mrs. Song's and said, "What a daughter, we are obviously sisters. If Auntie goes to the street with me, others will mistakenly think that we are sisters."
"Qiqing's little mouth is so sweet." Mother Song laughed happily and held Han Qiqing's hand very affectionately.
Song Shijun gave Qiqing a thumbs up.
After waiting at the Song family for almost an hour, Mu Xiaoxiao finally arrived.
Han Qiqing walked out to pick her up. Unexpectedly, he only saw her alone, so he asked curiously, "Where is Yin Shaojie? Why are you alone?"
"He still had something to do and said we should go first and he would arrive later." Mu Xiaoxiao explained, dragging her suitcase and walking over with her.
They had originally planned that Yin Shaojie would talk to Uncle Su after they returned from Nanxiang Ancient Town.
But who knew that as soon as they returned to the apartment and took a shower and were about to go out, they received a call from Uncle Su.
Yin Shaojie couldn't refuse, so he had to let her come to the Song family first. After he finished talking with Uncle Su, he rushed to Nanxiang Ancient Town to meet them again.
inside the house.
Song Shijun entered the room to pack his luggage, and unexpectedly saw his mother walking in.
"Mom, I don't need your help. I'm just going to play for a day or two. I don't need to bring anything." He thought his mother came in to help him clean up.
However, his mother took his hand and said to him, "What's the current situation between you and Qiqing? When did you start dating?"
Song Shijun couldn't laugh or cry, "Where did the relationship come from? Don't talk nonsense!"
The mother complained, "Can't you take advantage of it quickly? What a wonderful child like Qiqing. She is beautiful and has a good personality. As for her figure, she is still young. I think her figure will be very good in the future. .”
This was not the first time Song Shijun heard these words, and he was somewhat immune.
So he chose to turn a deaf ear and just continued picking out clothes from the closet.
Mother Song continued, "When you go to Nanxiang Ancient Town this time, you have to seize the opportunity. But, although Mom is very open-minded, I think you should not be too early... What! Do you understand? You are a boy. , you must know how to protect girls, and you can’t just think about it too early... "
Song Shijun was stunned for a moment, not expecting his mother to say this at all.
"Mom, don't talk nonsense!"
"Ouch, Mom, please stop rushing me. Some things should just take their own course! Right? Okay, okay, don't bother me to pack my things. Isn't Xiaoxiao here? Hurry up and entertain the guests. "
Song Shijun pushed his mother out of the room and closed the door.
Song's mother didn't give up, and said through the door panel outside, "You kid, you act like this when I tell you serious things."
"Mom, isn't it good for you to leave your guests down there like this? Get down quickly!"
Mother Song clicked her tongue at the door panel and went downstairs helplessly.
…
Nanxiang Ancient Town, inside an inn.
The bright light from the window shone into the house, casting a golden glow on the wooden floor.
Mo Xiaomeng woke up slowly while lying on the bed. When she opened her eyes, she saw the clear sunshine outside. It felt like it could wash away all dust, making people feel very comfortable.
She stretched and felt a little hungry. Thinking of the delicious food in the ancient town, she became greedy.
When she was about to get up, a force suddenly tightened around her waist and pulled her back.
"Ah!" Mo Xiaomeng was startled. Immediately, a deep voice sounded in her ears, "It's me, don't be afraid."
Mo Xiaomeng paused when she heard the voice, turned around and saw it was Yesi Jue, and then she breathed a sigh of relief.
She complained, "Why are you scaring me?"
Suddenly thinking that something was wrong, she exclaimed, "Why are you in bed? You're not..."
Doesn't he sleep on the sofa
Why did you run to the bed!
"The sofa here is uncomfortable... I can't sleep." Ye Sijue's tone was a little bad.
"It's still early, let's sleep a little longer."
She muttered, "How can it be early? It's not too early now."
To put it bluntly, he just wanted to stay in bed.
To put it more bluntly, he wanted to stay in bed with her.
Mo Xiaomeng is a good baby with a very standard sleeping schedule. She doesn't like to stay in bed as much as Mu Xiaoxiao. After she wakes up, she basically doesn't want to go back to sleep.
Plus...she's a little hungry now.
She tried to break away from his hand and whispered, "Let me go."
But Ye Sijue's arm didn't move at all.
"What are you doing up?"
And he didn't know whether it was intentional or not, so he just spoke into her ear.
She pursed her lips and said, "I'm a little hungry."
"Are you hungry?" After hearing this, Ye Sijue relaxed his arm slightly.
Suddenly, someone outside slapped the door angrily and shouted, "It's on fire! It's on fire! Open the door quickly! It's on fire! If you don't come out, someone will die! Come out quickly! It's on fire!"
The two people on the bed paused at the same time.
When Mo Xiaomeng opened her eyes, she didn't hear clearly at first, but when she heard clearly, she became anxious.
"on fire?"
Ye Sijue was unfazed, apparently not worried at all, and even pulled her back when she was about to get up, "It's not on fire. She lied to you."
"But..." Mo Xiaomeng looked outside doubtfully.
The woman outside was still shouting, and she was shouting at the top of her lungs. She was completely anxious.
If there wasn't really a fire, why would we shout so loudly
After all, inns are made of wood, so the sound insulation is not that good in comparison, so it is difficult not to hear the shouting outside.
Mo Xiaomeng was still worried about getting up, "Let's go out and have a look. What if it's really on fire?"
She looked at the room worriedly. It was all made of wood. What if it was going to catch on fire
At this time, the noise outside intensified.
Just because the man shouted "fire", someone in other rooms heard it, so he came out of the room and seemed to have a quarrel with the woman.
"You're crazy! Where's the fire? What the hell are you shouting about!"
"It's on fire! It's on fire! It's on fire!" The woman still didn't care, she just slapped the door of the room and continued to shout at the top of her lungs.
Even Mo Xiaomeng felt strange.
"Why did she slap the door of our room?"
By the way, this is a very well-equipped inn. If there really is a fire, there should be a broadcast notification. We won't have to use manpower to shout there, right? By the time everyone in the room had finished shouting, the fire was almost done.
Yesijue frowned, looking a little displeased at being disturbed, and said, "He is a troublesome person."
"Is it someone you know?" Mo Xiaomeng guessed.
"Yeah." Ye Sijue responded, knowing that it was impossible to continue the intimacy.
(End of chapter)