Yu Tingchuan sat by the bed. Where do you want to take these clothes later?
Song Qingcheng looked up at him. Aren’t you going back to Nancheng?
Let Yujing and them go back first, said Yutingchuan.
The implication is that he is not leaving today.
Song Qingcheng, um, didn’t stop manually. Let’s fold it first. Anyway, it’s nothing now.
Yu Tingchuan suddenly asked, Am I leaving today?
Well Song Qingcheng did not deny it.
I should look at the man sitting in front of me again. If you go back first, grandma’s funeral is over. I can take care of myself. I will go to Nancheng to find you in a few days.
She paused and added, I won’t run around again this time.
Even if you want to run, you can run anywhere.
Yutingchuan got up again and looked at her with warm black eyes. Let’s talk about it later and go out with me to see the guests off first.
Not only the Yu family, cousins and couples are going back.
Including Shen Che see someone take care of the whole song after satiated with food and going to leave.
In the evening, the quadrangle was completely deserted.
Yutingchuan stayed here with Song Qingcheng for three days.
Before he came to Yu Rao, he had arranged the manual assignment to the regiment. There was no urgent situation there, but the mobile phone would ring from time to time.
Song Qingcheng noticed that Yu Tingchuan answered more and more words on the third day.
But he didn’t show urgency and anxiety in front of himself.
How can the boss of Hengyuan not be busy?
This time, Song Qingcheng felt that she was becoming a burden to him in vain. When she had dinner, she took the initiative to go back to Nancheng.
Yu Tingchuan put chopsticks and asked her, Are you sure you have lived enough?
Song city nodded and looked at his dark eyes I want to go back to Nancheng with you
After dinner, they went out for a walk like the other day.
Small cities like Yurao, especially towns and villages, are not rich in night activities.
Walking out of the quadrangle, I heard Meng Hao’s home slam the bowl.
The sound insulation effect of the old house is not very good
There are other people around looking around.
Song city is not divination, but with Meng Guyou come and listen to a few words of Meng Mu reprimand son words sounded intermittently-
… you find a stranger after suffering is yourself …
What’s wrong with loving each other? Can you eat when you love each other?
If you dare to take her home, don’t recognize me as a mother … if I don’t have her here … if I’m pregnant, then go and abort … if I don’t want to be good, it’s no wonder that others despise her …
Song city also want to listen to people have been Yutingchuan holding forward.
At the moment, it’s getting dark, and you can see the specific facial features of the human figure clearly when you walk, but you can’t see it really.
She has walked the hutong road for many years, but she has never been so peaceful as it is now.
Occasionally meet people who come face to face.
The other party is estimated to think that the eyes are unfamiliar and look at it.
Song Qingcheng didn’t break free from Yu Tingchuan’s big hand. In the cold night, he clasped his fingers and felt his palm dry and warm. He strolled along the spacious road next to Tongzi Lane.
It’s early seven when I come back from a walk.
Two people take a shower and lie down early.
They share a bed at night.
Every time I wake up these days, the whole Song Dynasty finds that no matter how I sleep, I will nest in a man’s arms. I don’t remember whether I am close to him or Yutingchuan hugs her. She doesn’t reject this state, but she is getting used to smelling a man’s body and opening her eyes every morning.
Yu Tingchuan really realized what she called security.
Not just hugs, but eyes.
When he look at himself, he makes her feel warm.
Song Qingcheng’s emotional experience is not much, that is, he has experienced a Shen Zhi, who has had a heartache and a heartbreaking night. At that time, being too simple together is to grow old together.
However, being taken care of by a big man, Song Qingcheng can feel that Yu Tingchuan’s love for herself may not be as pure as that of teenagers, but for her, it is enough to hug her when she needs it and when she can’t sleep. She wants Yu Tingchuan to find her body.
The next afternoon, Song Qingcheng followed Yu Tingchuan to leave Yu Rao.
That Land Rover has let Fan drive back to Nancheng.
The Nancheng high-speed train arrived at twelve noon sharp.
Laozhao has been waiting for the parking lot.
Back to Yunxi Road Garden Yutingchuan took a shower, changed his suit and shirt, took a message with Song Qingcheng after lunch, and went out to Hengyuan Group.
After a few months, Song Qingcheng once again returned to this villa.
In the afternoon, she slept in the master bedroom.
Wake up and it’s already sunset outside.
Yutingchuan hasn’t come back from the company yet. Song Qingcheng didn’t make a phone call to urge her to go to Carrefour supermarket with Aunt Gong.
Song Qingcheng bought a red rose when he passed the flower shop.
This flower looks good commented Aunt Gong.
Song city slowly curved lip angle is a good-looking gift to Yu boss is just right
The first thing boss Yu noticed when he came home that night was the candlelight dinner in the restaurant.
There is a red rose in the crystal bottle on the dining table.
Yu Tingchuan walked over and put the key on the partition glass shelf. The dining room didn’t turn on the light. There were two foreign candles flickering and a bottle of unopened red wine next to the shelf.
He picked it up and shook hands, turned around and found that it was the bottle that Song Qingcheng wanted to go.
Then the kitchen door opened.
Yutingchuan looked up.
Song Qingcheng came out with two plates of macaroni and saw that he was surprised at home and looked a little shy. I was thinking about calling you back.
Yu Tingchuan glanced at the kitchen. Where’s Aunt Gong?