Yu Tingchuan took the initiative to open his mouth. "Is there something on your mind?"
"Nothing is really my home." Song Qingcheng looked at him and whispered, "Before my uncle asked me when I could have dinner with you, I always forgot to remember just now."
☆, Chapter 15 A family doesn’t talk (one more)
When he said this, the whole Song Dynasty also paid attention to Yutingchuan’s expression.
Seeing that he showed no signs of displeasure, she paused for a few seconds and thought, "Not if she really can’t afford it."
"Can a family talk?"
Yutingchuan suddenly asked
Song city leng immediately shallow hook up lip Angle "ok, just look at the evening time will go out for a walk around here there are several shopping malls"
"Can make a conversation to let Yujing come and accompany you?" Yutingchuan gently smoked his body.
Song city didn’t pick up this is a smile.
The wall clock points to nine o’clock.
The restaurant was suddenly quiet, and the hot air from the teacup curled into the air.
In the past, it took a long time for Yu Tingchuan to open his mouth. "School will start in two days. Let Xu Dong take you there then."
"I spoke with the master yesterday." Song Qingcheng turned to look at Yu Tingchuan’s side face like a child who did something wrong, and his voice was a little low. "I have already discussed with the teacher that the third year of high school is to review the master. My family can do it when I go back to school in the semester, and I won’t fall behind too many classmates."
Sure enough, Yutingchuan looks up and looks straight.
Song Qingcheng took the opportunity to say that he was going to "I want to go to driving school to learn driving recently."
As if afraid that he would disagree, she added, "The frequency of morning sickness has been very few these days, and it should not be too tired to learn to drive when the weather turns cold."
Yu Tingchuan asked, "Have you already signed up?"
"… not yet." The whole Song Dynasty is a little embarrassed. The pear vortex in the corner of her mouth faintly shows "I don’t know which driving school is going to ask more people."
As he spoke, he looked at the man around him. "What about you? Which driving school did you study?"
Yu Tingchuan looked at her, a curious and simple sample, and somehow he was asked about the fun. He tapped the edge of the ashtray next to him without smoking a few cigarettes. "I must have been different from you when I was studying."
Song Qingcheng seems to have found a common topic and asked, "How is it different?"
"How many years have I been learning to drive since I was 16?"
decade
The whole song dynasty got into this number in my mind, and then my thinking diverged. At that time, I’m afraid I still sat in the quadrangle and buttonwood chair to practice writing Arabic numerals.
Some gaps will only be highlighted through comparison.
The whole Song Dynasty turned its eyes and eyes to Yu Tingchuan to get the teacup. The left hand looked at the warm and powerful joints, but the playback was abrupt in my mind. A few nights ago, she was lying on her back, with a man’s fingers drilling into her body, and her fingers were so thick that she could not help but beg for mercy in a low voice.
The surrounding lights are orange, and she doesn’t know how to think of that scene, so her ears are slightly hot
However, an idea in my heart became clearer.
Even if she is a little younger than him, she is still a woman, and now she is his woman.
Song Qingcheng asked again, "Then can I learn to drive?"
"Day let Xu Dong to arrange" Yutingchuan put the cup back on the table.
Song Qingcheng smiled and heard the man’s low voice, "Is there enough money on hand now?"
"…" When she came for nothing, he meant that Yutingchuan had pulled out his wallet and drew a letter card from the inside and put it on the table to "buy what you want."
"Back to that one, it’s nothing yet," said Song Qingcheng lightly.
Yutingchuan didn’t take the card back.
Topic termination atmosphere and some quiet for a while.
Song city took a glance at the wall clock and found that it was almost 9: 30. I was not sure whether I should ask someone to stay at night and thought of inviting people to dinner. In the end, I didn’t achieve my goal of not being discouraged, but I didn’t dare to put out the cigarette butts when her thoughts were flying around again.
I saw him pick up the key to the desk car and Song Qingcheng got up. "Are you leaving?"
"I have something to do later."
Hearing him say that, Song Qingcheng thought of the hostess.
Needless to say, a man with a successful career is under pressure, both physically and psychologically, so the demand in all aspects increases.
She naturally realized that YuTingChuan was like soaking in warm water when she was with herself, and she didn’t enjoy herself very much.
Moreover, he is so addicted to cigarettes that he definitely needs to alleviate some aspects.
At this moment, she thinks she is too young to fathom the adult man’s world, and even finds it difficult to talk about it. If she is like Gu Jiazhi or the hostess, they will at least not get into trouble.
Yutingchuan didn’t know what she was thinking. She walked to the living room and took a suit jacket.
Send people to the door of the apartment. Yu Tingchuan paused and turned around and said, "Is it okay to set the place for the night after tomorrow or the imperial court building when eating?"
Song city froze and froze and then said softly, "My uncle is sure to have no problem. He said that you can be busy at any time." She had a delicious meal and charged "Don’t drive too fast now when it is dark."
Yu Tingchuan looked at her face and showed shyness. Suddenly, he took the hand and pulled people to the front and bowed his head slightly, which meant that he wanted to kiss her.
Is almost a conditioned reflex song city aside from the face to hide a.
When she reacted, she was somewhat unnatural and casually remedied "Watch your road."
Yutingchuan didn’t force her to take back and hold her waist and hand slowly. "Go in, lock the door at night and learn to drive. Let Xu Dong connect you one day."
Then he went to the door of the ladder.
It didn’t take long for Song Qingcheng to hear the ladder ding for a few seconds before she closed the security door.
Back to the restaurant Song Qingcheng called Lu Xishan.
When Lu Xishan learned that he had made an appointment to have dinner with Yu Tingchuan, he even said that he was obviously excited and could not wait until his mood was calm and full of expectations. "Uncle Qingcheng knew that you were a good boy, and Mr. Yu must do his best to take care of him after you are busy, you know?"
Song Qingcheng’s smile is very white. Would you rather say "Shi" than take care of Lu Xishan?
There was a faint voice from Lu Xishan to Ge Wenjuan.
Song Qingcheng directly ignored and said, "Uncle, I’m a little tired today, so I won’t talk to you first."