Dressed as the Fujiao bag of the captain's house

Chapter 530 Song Qing, Xia Keer
At the same time, a black car sped out from Kyoto.

According to the members of the Ji family, Ji Beinian, who had been having a fever for a whole day, was holding a round gift box in both hands, with a backpack on his back, and was sitting neatly on the passenger seat of the car.

"Master Ji, are you going directly to Taoji Village, or do you need to turn somewhere else on the way?"

The driver who was driving asked in a low voice.

Ji Beinian made a fist with his right hand and coughed twice against his lips.

His voice was dry and his face was weak:
"Go directly to Taoji Village."

The driver heard that his state was not right, as if there was something wrong with his body, but out of professionalism, he didn't look back, and didn't ask again.

I just kept silent and accelerated the speed, trying to reach Taoji Village before dawn.

Luxuriously decorated villa area.

Ming family villa.

In the melodious music, elites from all walks of life danced on the dance floor with their arms around the waist of their dance partners, or holding the hand of Class Five.

On the grounds that he is underage, Mingzhe rejected the young heroes who came to him to toast.

Then, tired of coping with this kind of scene, he began to search for Song Jing and others on the dance floor.

"Huh? Why aren't they on the dance floor?"

He, who didn't see anyone, muttered to himself in doubt.

"Hey!"

His back was suddenly punched, and Sheng Jing's unflattering voice sounded:
"What are you looking around for?"

"Master Ming is such a fun-loving person, shouldn't he be holding a woman's waist and performing a pas de deux on the dance floor?"

He knows Mingzhe's peeing nature best.

Lively and active, want to try everything.

"Go go!"

Mingzhe pushed him away angrily:
"My lord, although I love to play, I never touch women."

"Don't forget, when our brothers were young, the old men of each family told us."

Sheng Jing raised his eyebrows and asked:

"What?"

"Let me think about whether my old man has handed it over to me."

Mingzhe looked at him inexplicably:
"Grandpa Sheng didn't tell you that women are poison?"

Most of the people thought that the rich kids from big families, because they were born rich and honored, changed women like changing clothes, and they were extremely flirtatious.

In fact, it is true that the heirs of most big families are very philandering and don't take women seriously.

But their Ming family is different.

When he was just sensible, Mr. Ming told him that women are poison, and before he became a qualified heir, he couldn't even pull a woman's hand.

"Ah!"

Sheng Jing laughed and hooked his shoulders:

"My old man never told me that."

"He only told me that women can play and spoil, but they just cannot love."

Mingzhe looked at him with a cracked expression on his face.

Like looking at a rotten fruit.

Sheng Jing was not afraid, and let him look at him.

He came to the reception today, dressed up specially.

Because it was just a small party, he didn't dress up in a suit like he did during the airport pick-up.

Instead, he only wore a light cyan top and trousers of the same color as casual clothes.

His short hair, which was similar to an inch head, was grown long by him, and it was slanted on his forehead, revealing a bit of romantic taste for no reason.

"you you……"

Mingzhe actually wants to ask:
"Did Mr. Sheng really tell you that?"

But when the words came to his mouth, what he said was:

"You look a little handsome today."

For nearly a decade, most of the clothes in China were blue, gray and black. He hadn't seen such a fresh color as light blue for a long time.

Sheng Jing was very happy to be praised by him for being handsome.

Like girls, boys also love beauty.

He raised his hand to brush his hair intentionally, and was about to speak triumphantly when a crisp girl's voice interrupted him.

"Look, let me just say that the suit I chose for you is very nice."

"It's a pity that you didn't wear it at the time."

Sheng Jing and Mingzhe's eyelids twitched, and they turned around helplessly at the same time.

The two of them forced fake smiles on their faces, and said to the missing girl who just reached their waists:

"Ke'er is here, welcome."

Xia Ke'er was wearing a white fluffy gauze dress, and she stepped on small white leather shoes of the same color. She folded her arms cutely and coldly, and snorted heavily:
"The smiles on your two faces are so fake, I don't like it at all."

"Does meeting my aunt make you so unhappy?"

As she spoke, she curled her lips a little aggrieved:
"It's fine to know that brother despises me. Anyway, he always runs away when he sees me, but brother Sheng, why don't you look down on me with him?"

Sheng Jing widened his eyes and retorted:

"Where do I look down on you..."

"Brother Sheng, stop talking."

Xia Ke'er lowered her head and said aggrievedly:
"If you really look down on me, you shouldn't be sending invitations to my little uncle today."

"If you don't send invitations, I won't be able to see you, and I don't have to bother to choose clothes for you."

"To save you from wearing the clothes I picked out for you now, but turning your face against me..."

Sheng Jing and Ming Zhesheng listened to her thoughts without love.

They had only one thought in mind at this moment:

"This little niece adopted by Uncle Song has too many dramas!"

Obviously, she herself is a big devil in the world that everyone hates, and she belongs to the kind who doesn't hit the house for three days.

Playing tricks on people and mischievous things is her strongest point.
Every time the brothers went to Uncle Song's house, they were often abused by this innocent and cute little girl in front of them.

Several times they were tried to arrest her and beat her up, but they had one of their biggest backers——

"Why are you keeping your head down? Did someone bully you?"

Accompanied by a magnetic and pleasant male voice, Sheng Jing and Mingzhe raised their hearts instantly.

Hey!
As soon as they thought of the backer, the backer came.

Xia Ke'er, who was too involved in the drama, was lifted by a slender hand.

The owner of the hand looked at the corners of her dry eyes, and then rubbed her fingertips around her eyes.

After finding that he didn't get any moisture, his magnetic voice was full of helplessness:
"Ker, you're being naughty again."

Shengjing's inner monologue:

"Oh, Uncle Song, you've been fair. Your precious little niece is not naughty, but too naughty!"

But before he had the courage to speak out, he heard the man continue:

"Tell me before you are naughty next time, so that I can be mentally prepared."

"Otherwise, when you lower your head, I will mistakenly think that you are being bullied and crying, you know?"

Grand View:

"I……"

Mingzhe:

"Well. It's still the familiar formula, it hasn't changed."

The man, that is, Song Qing, spoiled his little niece, who was completely unrelated by blood, to the point where there was no bottom line.

He's used to it.

(End of this chapter)