Chapter 1290: Song Xing and his wife (18)

The girl pointed to a notebook excitedly and looked at him expectantly: "Brother, brother, I want this, I want this! It's so beautiful!"
The cover is very beautiful, it is a watercolor interjection. In the cherry blossom forest with cherry blossom petals flying, there are two separate figures at both ends of the road.
The boy was looking at the back of the girl who was going away.
Jin Yunzhe's voice was very low: "It's not good-looking, don't want this, change it."
The girl is very cheerful and lively, and also very happy, twittering like a bird, as if she can't finish talking to him.
He felt very sad about this cover.
"Brother, I just like this." Fu Xiaoshi was so cute and affectionate. Seeing that he still had a cold face, he asked Song Yiyan for help: "Sister, you can help me talk to my brother. I like this notebook. Can you buy it for me?"
Song Yiyan stretched out her hand and took the notebook, and said with a smile: "I will buy if he doesn't buy it."
How could Jin Yunzhe a big man win two girls and finally compromised.
Fu Xiaoshi also wanted to eat instant noodles, his brother’s favorite taste of rattan pepper.
Song Yiyan came over with the soaked instant noodles and sat beside them.
Jin Yunzhe was seriously signing her signature, but he couldn't help but began to feel a dull pain in his throat.
Fu Xiaoshi raised her nose and smelled the instant noodles, shaking her legs contentedly: "It's delicious. When I was sick, the doctor would not let me eat instant noodles. I haven't eaten it for more than a year. "
In fact, she vomited when she ate it. Later, she couldn't eat anything anymore, so she could only survive by drinking a nutrient solution.
Jin Yunzhe and Fu Xiaoshi finished the bucket of instant noodles.
Song Yiyan was also hungry, so she bought a rice ball to fill her hunger. She never forgets that she can eat delicious food when she goes home, so she should keep her stomach.
In front of the convenience store is the green belt.
Jin Yunzhe squatted on the ground and burned the notebook himself.
As more and more notebooks burned out, Fu Xiaoshi slowly appeared in the full picture of the notebook, happily spinning around in circles, smiling crookedly: "Thank you brother."
Jin Yunzhe smiled softly and touched her little head, she leaned over and rubbed it twice, in fact, he couldn't touch it at all.
"Brother, I'm leaving, you must live happily until ninety-nine!" Fu Xiaoshi said goodbye to him with a smile.
"Okay." Jin Yunzhe's eyes flashed with a crystal light, and his voice was a little choked: "Little poem, my brother hopes that you will be healthy and healthy in your next life, and live to be a hundred years old without disease."
Fu Xiaoshi nodded vigorously: "Brother, I also live to be ninety-nine, we are the same."
Jin Yunzhe curled his lips and smiled, already speechless, and only nodded to her to avoid losing attitude in front of the child.
"Sister." Fu Xiaoshi looked at Song Yiyan: "You can't bully my brother, I will look at you, if you dare to bully my brother, I am very fierce, I will scare you to death."
It's still the same, like a kitten, and it's so fierce.
Song Yiyan: "Okay, I get it."
"Brother." Fu Xiaoshi was still a little sad, and his figure gradually disappeared, but after thinking about it for a while, he seriously told him: "I know that although my sister is fierce, she is a good person, and you must be good. Sister, the little poem will wish you all a hundred years."
The last voice was far, far away, and the girl's figure had also changed from clear to transparent, and a gust of wind blew and disappeared.
Song Yiyan shouted into the air: "God has a good relationship for a hundred years. I am not in that kind of relationship with your brother."
Jin Yunzhe did not answer, but just looked at her: "It's too late, I'll drive you home!"
Song Yiyan: "No, you can go home and sort out your emotions. I will go home by myself. That girl is right, I am the most ferocious."
After speaking, he whimpered at him and made a face that he thought was the most hideous.
Jin Yunzhe looked at the girl's back, leaving her coolly, only to feel that her heart was beating a little bit faster and her ears were a little hot.
"Right." Song Yiyan remembered something, then suddenly turned around and shook her phone: "Let Wang Qian not forget my balance payment."
All the charming thoughts in Jin Yunzhe's mind disappeared, and a mouthful of blood choked in his throat:...

When Song Yiyan arrived at the gate of the community, she bought two bunches of candied haws and walked home while eating.
As soon as I got downstairs in the apartment building, I saw a few men with blue noses and swollen faces, all in a panic, scurrying around with their heads, and limping and running out of the door while supporting each other.
A closer look revealed that six people came, all of whom were the bodyguards of the Song family.
The bodyguard of the Song family was ordered to catch Song Yiyan. Who knew that there was a man living in the house of the young lady.
The man looked like a little white face, who knew that he could fight that way, but if a few of them couldn't fight, they had to escape.
Seeing the painful appearance of the bodyguards, Song Yiyan knew that the man in the family was not at a loss, but she ran up quickly.
The door was open, and the door was a broken shoe cabinet.
In the living room, the man was sweeping the broken tiles on the floor with a broom, he was half bent over, his expression extremely focused.
Song Yiyan stood at the door, watching the man facing her sideways, her face was exquisitely exquisite, her long eyelashes cast shadows on her eyelids like a fan, and her heartbeat suddenly missed a beat.
"The door hasn't been cleaned up yet, be careful." Ji Xing turned his eyes slightly, holding a handful of skips, and walked over with long legs.
When the man was facing her, she saw a blood stain on his left face. She walked over and directly buckled his wrist and pulled it in: ‘I’ll get the medicine box, don’t move here, treat the wound first. ’
Ji Xing raised her eyebrows slightly, and saw the woman with a pretty face and her eyes were cold. The next moment she clasped her shoulders and pressed her on the sofa.
Song Yiyan was anxious, her expression was cold and solemn. When she came over with the medicine box, she couldn't help but feel annoyed again when she looked at the wound on the man's face.
Those bastards, where the hurt is not good, dare to hurt her favorite face, it's almost dead!
"I……"
"Shut up! Why are you so useless? Just those wine and rice bags, you can still hurt people!"
Song Yiyan: Ah, angry!
"I didn't..." Ji Xing lowered her eyes slightly, and she could see the little woman bulging her cheeks, a posture of wishing to find someone desperately, her heart suddenly warmed, and a warm current slipped through her eyes.
"You have nothing without."
Song Yiyan was fierce, and interrupted him again, and was beaten up. She had a face to speak, and violently clasped his chin, and said fiercely: "Don't move!"
Ji Xing couldn't help but want to laugh. When she didn't put on makeup specially, she was cute and a little fat baby. When she became fierce, she was cute and cute.