“……”
The little rice cake wait for a while looked at Chufei with a pout "I don’t know"
"I’ll give you the lemon if you tell dad where it ranks." Chu Feiyuan looked serious and serious.
Song anqiao listened to her face, and she had a hunch that Chufeiyuan’s face would be even uglier later.
"Mom grandma qin burning brother aunt …"
Little rice cakes, small hands, one by one, counting Chufei’s face turning black little by little.
After counting it again, a pair of little fingers is not enough for the small rice cake, and Chu Feiyuan still has no ranking
Song Anqiao sneered at "Don’t count, don’t count, come and eat quickly."
The sitting room ChuFei broad palm to chest depressed to the extreme.
It’s hard to blame the little rice cake. It’s been more than half a year since he was there. The growth and memory of the little rice cake are crucial, but it happened that he didn’t have a father for one year.
The little rice cake takes back its own lemon. Song Anqiao takes out a plastic bag and gives it to her to prevent it from being crushed and rotted.
Little rice cake mother, she wants to keep the child innocent and lovely.
……
Early the next day, Song Anqiao and them went to Shiqian Manor again.
I forgot to cry last night, and I kept yelling at Song Anqiao in the middle of the night. Later, there was no way to try to coax the children to forget and stop crying in Song Dynasty.
It seems that I have a feeling of dependence on Song Dynasty.
Shi’s parents came to D country overnight. After seeing the forgetfulness, they fell into painful memories.
Chu Fei-yuan’s attitude towards Shi’s parents is somewhat indifferent.
Shi Jia’s parents were very enthusiastic and kept thanking Chu Fei for bringing it back and forgetting it.
Aside Shi Qian didn’t have much emotion for his parents, and his face turned pale to the extreme. Song Anqiao looked at his eyes with some sympathy.
Shi Qian’s indifference to his parents is obviously a psychological shadow trauma because he has been put out by Shi Jia to recuperate since childhood.
Shi Qian caught a glimpse of Song Anqiao across the corner and raised his eyes to look at her with a cool smile.
Song anqiao hesitated for a moment and smiled politely at him. The line of sight inadvertently saw the scratches on his neck.
Song Anqiao stunned eyes fixed to look at the song night. No, these two people have developed to that point …
After lunch, Shi’s parents went to rest because they were too tired to fly.
Little rice cakes and forgetting to follow Artest are playing and laughing on the lawn in the distance.
Tea and dessert were brought by the servants in the pavilion of the manor garden.
Shi Qian sat on the finger and moved the cherry cakes to the front of Song Dynasty. He remembered that the little girl loved cherry cakes.
Song anqiao’s eyebrows lightly lifted and saw Shi Qian’s casual small movement and shallow smile. Will it be very happy to have Shi Qian to take care of it in Song Dynasty?
Suddenly, an epiphany occurred to her brain, and she suddenly remembered what she had always felt wrong yesterday.
age
Shi Qianhe’s age in the late Song Dynasty
There’s a total difference of twelve years between them. Isn’t that true? Don’t parents mind in Song Dynasty?
"Well …"
Song anqiao was thinking about her mouth suddenly cooling, and then a cold cake was stuffed into her mouth.
Song Anqiao blushed and bit the cake in his mouth. He looked shyly at Chufei Yuanrou and said, "I can eat it myself."
Chufei glanced at her far away, touched her head subconsciously and said, "Be good and don’t be distracted."
Looking at them in the evening of the Song Dynasty, I smiled at them with a hint of envy. "Your husband and wife are really envious."
It is true love to show love inadvertently.
Shi Qian sat there and took a sip of coffee and put it back on the table. He glanced at Song’s cold eyes.
Song Anqiao said slowly, "Shi Qian loves you, too. Didn’t you see that he just pushed cherry cakes in front of you? I think you must like cherry cakes."
Song late one leng stunned to see ShiQian back emitted a layer of cold sweat.
Shi Qian gave her a sideways look. "Don’t like it?"
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"No" Song night palms in a cold sweat smiled at Shi Qian, but it was extremely bitter.
Shi Qian glanced at her calmly and said faintly, "Then try it and see if it’s delicious. Is it to your taste?"
"Well," Song Wan listened and reached out and picked up a piece of cherry cake and put it in his mouth. He smiled and said "so sweet"
"Then eat more."
Shi Qian looked straight at her and was satisfied with her obedient performance.
Aside, Chu Feiyuan casually observed the expressions of the two men, and their eyes deepened. "When are you two going to get married?"
In the late Song Dynasty, the body was slightly stiff, and it was unnatural to eat cherry cakes and shake your fingers.
Get married? With Shi Qian? He can’t wait to kill her now. Will he marry her?
Chu Fei’s distant words are objective. He is testing Shi Qian.
Shi Qian recognized his voice-over and smiled in a low voice. "Master Chu is not a little too old. He likes to play in the past two years and doesn’t plan to get married."
"Really?"
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