Chapter 1225: Su Wanghong, Tatar 37
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The Blackened Male God Always Wants To Set A Routine For Me
- 秦原
- 547 characters
- 2021-03-01 04:07:28
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The two looked at each other.
Watched for a while.
Then, Song Yujing closed her eyes slowly.
Fell asleep.
It's as if the sentence just said is a dream.
After about an hour or so.
Song Yujing woke up.
With no expression, a cold look.
Sit up.
Su Yan also sat up and made a noise
"you're awake."
His throat is still a little dumb.
But I can't hear it anymore.
The wound on my neck is almost better.
A scar was left.
Song Yujing stepped out of bed and out of the bedroom.
Su Yan's attention has always been on him.
Until he had breakfast, he didn't mention anything.
Was he just sleeping?
Su Yan thought so.
Take a bite of bread.
Beside, Su Xiaohua was shaking her calf.
"Smoke, smoke, I want to eat jam."
The sound of milk sounded.
Song Yujing lifted his eyelids.
Slender hands held the bottle of peanut butter and brought it to Su Xiaohua.
Su Xiaohua has always been a little afraid of him.
I didn't dare to say that I didn't like peanut butter.
Silently wiped a bit of peanut butter with a knife.
Aggrieved bite the bread.
Whooooooooooh, peanut butter is so bad.
I want to eat jam.
Su Shi looked at Su Xiaohua with tears on the opposite side.
He reached out and wiped a slice of bread with jam.
Then, under Xiaohua's gaze, she was thrown to Xiaohong.
"His hiss"
good to eat! good to eat! !!
Xiao Hong shook her tail on the chair and ate fiercely.
Originally, Xiao Hong was fond of meat.
And the more bloody, the more I like it.
It's just that they have followed Su Yan for a long time.
Xiao Hong slowly transitioned from a wild snake to a domestic snake.
Fruit or something, it also feels delicious.
I also like to eat cooked meat.
Of course, vegetables don't like it.
Waiting for a meal.
Song Yujing, who has been silent, speaks
"Where is your hukou?"
Su Yanyi
"Yep?"
Song Yu Jing repeated without expression
"Hukou Book."
"It should be with my mother."
Song Yujing answered
"Yep"
Answered, followed by Road
"Take the account book tomorrow to collect the permit. I will pick you up."
A faint word from him.
It seems that getting married is as easy as eating.
Su Yan remembered those things at home.
She did not answer immediately.
So much so that Song Yujing on the opposite side stopped drinking coffee.
Looking up, dark eyes faint
"You don't want to?"
The sound was exceptionally slow.
Su Yan blinked,
"I'm willing ..."
Her slow voice dropped.
After listening to her saying yes, Song Yujing was quite satisfied.
Continue drinking your own coffee.
Looking at his every move, at first glance, it seemed like an understatement.
But as soon as she hesitated, he was about to expose his nature.
Is this forcing marriage?
Su Yan thought.
After eating rice, Su's phone call came again.
Su Yan did not intend to pick up.
Just call one after the other.
In the end, I picked up the phone.
She walked into the bedroom.
Speak out
"Mother, is it all right?"
On the phone, Sum was crying
"I sold the house !!! You ask for money, I give you money !! You put my son out of jail !!!"
That tone was all accusing Su Yan.
Su Yan thought for a while.
"I will look for you."
These things are good to talk to in person.
The most important thing is that she had to get the hukou book.
Thinking of it this way, the phone hangs up.
Looking up, I don't know when Song Yujing stood at the door of the bedroom.