Song Wenchuan didn't seem to hear it, and walked straight to the door.Zhou Manli couldn't see that her baby daughter was wronged, so she immediately sank her face, "Ah Chuan!
There are still guests at home, what are you doing out at night?
Didn't you hear your sister say she brought you a gift?
”Song Wenchuan frowned and turned back, Song Jingwan looked at him with tears in her eyes, pinching the hem of her skirt with both hands, looking expectant and pitiful."
Not yet?"
Song Rui frowned and ordered."
Brother......"
Song Jingwan whispered with a crying voice.Everyone was waiting for him, Song Wenchuan pursed his thin lips slightly, and at this moment, he heard movement outside the door.A petite girl is dragging a huge 27-inch suitcase, and her movements are difficult to prepare to climb the stairs.He frowned, strode over, and his voice was cold, "Song Yao, are you a fool?"
”If you can't carry it, you won't call people?
Song Miao was dragging her suitcase, and she heard someone calling her a fool.She looked over with a tight face, the young man was wearing a gray casual T-shirt, and his appearance was somewhat similar to Zhou Manli, and he was looking at her unhappily at this time.From memory, I learned that he was the eldest son of the Song family, Song Wenchuan."
Give me the suitcase, how clumsy."
His face was dark, and his voice was cold.Song Miao tilted his body, dodged his hand, rolled her eyes at him, and her voice was colder than him: "No need." ”After that, she easily lifted the huge 27-inch suitcase with one hand, walked up the stairs in three or two steps, and put it on the ground with a 'bang'.Song Wenchuan: "......"
The corners of his mouth twitched, and when he reacted, the petite girl had already walked past him.The attitude is cold, and there is no cowardice.Song Wenchuan's expression was indescribable, and when he turned around, he saw Song Miao's expression indifferently passing through the living room, without saying a word.Zhou Manli sneered, "You've got a long ability, you won't even call your mother when you come back?"
Dumb, huh?
”Song Rui obviously saw Huo Ningxi frowning, and immediately glanced at Zhou Manli warningly, "Okay, the child is tired and wants to rest, why are you talking so much?"
”Song Jingwan hurriedly got up from the sofa and said softly to Song Miao's back: "Miao, don't be busy going back to the room, sit down and eat something first!"
Put the suitcase first, wait for someone to help you carry it—uh—" Before the words were finished, everyone watched as Song Miao picked up the oversized suitcase with one hand, stepped up the stairs step by step, and the figure quickly disappeared around the corner.Song Wenchuan frowned silently, feeling that there seemed to be something different about Song Miao.Except for the same words and less gloomy.Song Jingwan smiled a little embarrassed, "I didn't expect my slender strength to be so great......
"If she wants to carry it herself, let her carry it, the yin and yang weirdness every day, who owes her!"
”Zhou Manli snorted coldly, patted Song Jingwan's shoulder, and asked her to sit down again.But then, Song Jingwan was obviously a little absent-minded.Seeing this, Zhou Manli saw that Song Rui and Huo Ningxi wanted to talk happily, so they pulled Song Jingwan back to the room.As soon as she entered the door, Song Jingwan immediately threw herself into Zhou Manli's arms, her tears suddenly looked like beads with broken threads, and her shoulders trembled slightly, "Mom!
”"What's wrong, Wanwan?
Don't cry before you cry......
Ouch my baby, you're crying so much that your mother's heart is about to break," Zhou Manli hurriedly patted Song Jingwan's back, "What's wrong?"
Did that stinky girl bully you?
Don't be afraid, if you have something to tell your mother, she will help you teach her!
”Song Jingwan was buried in Zhou Manli's arms, and a cold light flashed in her eyes.