Song Qingcheng smell speech didn’t deny it.
It was a coincidence that Muyanqing Fengling Mountain met Song Qingcheng, and it was a temporary idea to talk to each other. Just now, I said "make up" but it was not false.
In his words, he didn’t force Song Qingcheng to forgive Mu Qingyu and Mu Heng for those lines.
Muyanqing said that she would try her best to restrain the daughter Song Qingcheng from listening to each other’s disapproval of Muqingyutang’s sisters’ work. She also felt Muyanqing’s resistance to Muqingyu’s sister, but she also meant that this sister was, after all, a female compatriot who interrupted the bone and attached it to the tendon.
It is not difficult to understand Mu Yanqing’s feelings for Mu Qingyu when he thinks of Yu Tingchuan’s feelings for Yu Jing’s peaceful heart and Song Qingcheng.
Mu Qingyu is like this because he can’t get rid of his obsession.
And in the end, I still hurt myself.
I don’t know how long I’ve been sitting with MuYanqing in the whole Song Dynasty. The sun has already shown signs of the west. The students are coming out one after another in the pavilion. The teacher should be preparing to go back to the mountain.
Mu Yanqing said a lot of things and his throat was hoarse. He drank more than half a glass of orange juice and then said to Song Qingcheng, "I won’t go to see Tingchuan because I have a dinner party later."
Said MuYanQing also noticed the students who lined up.
He didn’t stay long.
Mu Yanqing asked Song Qingcheng if she could drop by the mountain.
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It must be uncomfortable to take a bus.
"No" Song Qingcheng refused to forget to explain that "Master Zhao will come and pick me up"
MuYanqing nodded and said nothing.
When leaving, Mu Yanqing invited the clerk to settle the bill. Song Qingcheng suddenly said, "Let me pay. Just thank you for telling me so many things."
Mu Yanqing glanced at the table. This calm girl still took out a hundred-dollar bill from her wallet and handed it to the clerk to find it. Then she said, "I’ll treat you. Anyway, I’m much older than you."
Watched the army jeep leave the whole Song Dynasty and sat on the wooden plank road for a while.
She couldn’t help thinking about Mu Yanqing’s story about the marriage between Yu Tingchuan and Mu Qingyu.
There seems to be no happiness and sweetness.
If getting married is wrong, you can imagine how hard it will be for two years.
Song city thought of himself before also testing YuTingChuan beat about the bush asked his ex-wife even if there is no why, when he heard himself say that, what was his mood?
Inexplicably, Song Qingcheng’s eyes are a little hot.
Take the store plank road, she called Lao Zhao not to pick it up, and then took Daba Mountain with his classmates.
Che Su Mian Gua asked Song Qingcheng who was her school just now.
Song Qingcheng said, "I am a friend of my family."
"I have never seen such a high rank in reality."
Su Mian envied her lips and added, "Just now, Liang Jingjing, they all guessed that you are red and three generations said that although you are not a famous brand on weekdays, there must be many people who can transfer to No.3 Middle School like this. They also said that you are not like ordinary children."
The whole song dynasty was amused by Su Mian’s exaggerated appearance, but she really couldn’t laugh. Her whole heart was thinking about something else. She took out her mobile phone from her bag and sent a text message to Yutingchuan asking him if he still played.
Su Mian was not surprised to see her mobile phone. "I brought it, too."
Said the mobile phone out of his pocket.
There is no teacher on this bus.
Su Mianchao pointed to the four directions. "You see, everyone plays mobile phones. Even Xu Meng has an Apple. Her mother told her that she was sexually exposed. After getting off the bus, she was a good boy."
After saying his word, Song Qingcheng’s mobile phone shook.
It’s Yu Tingchuan’s reply message.
He also accompanied Shangyou Golf Course and just saw a text message asking her if she had gone to the mountain.
Song Qingcheng didn’t type directly and dialed the words in the past.
The words were quickly connected.
Song Qingcheng held a mobile phone and heard his familiar male voice "Are you home already?"
"I didn’t return halfway." Song Qingcheng paused and asked him, "What time did you finish playing?"