The little green plum in Song Shao's arms is so sultry

Chapter 49 About Nicknames
It has been a long time since Yu Sheng slept so sweetly as last night. In her dream, there was a sea of ​​pink flowers. The breeze blew, and a few pink petals fell on her temples. In the depths of the sea of ​​flowers, she saw a sea of ​​pink flowers. It was a white kitten, that kitten was very obedient, when he picked it up, his black eyes kept staring at Yu Sheng.

For some reason, Yu Sheng looked at the shadow of the white cat and suddenly felt that she saw Song Jin. His eyes were so deep that she couldn't see clearly.

After that, she woke up and looked around, only to find that it was a very tidy room with black and white minimalist style, and there was a pot of white lily of the valley beside the table.

Yu Sheng didn't remember anything about what happened after she got drunk. She only remembered that at the moment when she was unconscious, she saw Xiao Xiao from high school holding Qiao An'an and walking away.

When she woke up again, she found herself in such an unfamiliar environment. She calmed down, found a sharp object and held it tightly in her palm as a precaution, and scanned the objects in the room one by one, but found nothing.

A small piano decoration was placed on the TV cabinet, delicate and small, she picked it up and tried to play with it, and unexpectedly found that it could play sound.

"The name of this little piano is Feng Ye. It was built by an old piano maker in Vienna. There are only more than [-] sets in the world. It took me a lot of effort to transfer it." A voice sounded from behind, mixed with mild.

Yu Sheng put down the small piano and turned around. Song Jin was wearing light gray casual clothes and a bluetooth headset. Her fair face was still sweating, and she was carrying a few packets of food in her right hand.

Regarding his appearance, Yu Sheng was a little incredulous: "Song Jin, why am I here?"

Song Jin threw the pile of food on the bed table, and smiled lightly: "I don't know, as soon as I woke up, I found that my bed was taken by you."

Yu Sheng didn't respond to this joke, she rubbed her head, only to feel the pain was severe, but unexpectedly, a soft and cool feeling bloomed in her hands.

She took that thing down, and it was a very beautiful platycodon flower, which blooms in autumn, but this platycodon flower has no sign of decay, it is getting stronger and stronger, and when it is in full bloom, it blooms with the most beautiful fragrance.

"It's beautiful, isn't it?" Song Jin said softly: "Pianidinosa...it's a very interesting flower. It was given to me by an old friend many years ago. I'm not a person who is good at growing flowers, but The miracle is that this pot of white platycodon flower has very good vitality, even in the cold and late autumn, it can still bloom so brightly."

"For flowers like this, the blended flowers are also elegant, but they are often not favored by other perfumers. Many people think that the stronger the fragrance, the better the fragrance, but I prefer these elegant fragrances." Yu Sheng Looking at this platycodon flower, he said thoughtfully:

"It's just that someone told me that my character, Yu Sheng, doesn't match this most elegant thing."

Song Jin opened the pile of breakfast and called her over: "I asked Assistant Qian to buy this at Shanyafang. It tastes good and should suit your taste. You're still drunk, so let's eat here."

Then he said slowly: "Last night someone called me to pick you up, saying that you were drunk, but I didn't believe it. My Shengsheng is so obedient, how could she go in and out of that kind of place."

Yu Sheng frowned slightly, and was about to argue aloud, but saw Song Jin looking at her with a smile, and there was a tenderness in his tone that he didn't even notice: "But I should have found out earlier that my Shengsheng can grow up too." big."

Yu Sheng was moved by these words for less than ten seconds, and then saw Song Jin crossing his legs, and cynically ordered: "Okay, I worked so hard last night to take care of you all night, it's time for you to take care of me today. Why don't we start with the first thing, Shanyafang's shrimp wontons are soft and hard to pinch, my dear Shengsheng, why don't you feed me?"

After saying this, Yu Sheng suspected that Song Jin changed her soul again during the ten seconds when she was moved, or else her tone and character were completely different from just now.

But this is him, the arrogant and unreasonable young son of the Song family in high school.

"Wishful thinking." Yu Sheng rolled his eyes at him, originally he was still thinking about whether he should be just and awe-inspiring like in the TV series, say domineeringly that I will not serve your master, and he will have a place to stay with him in the future, and then left gracefully.

But now, this naive idea is not appropriate, because her stomach is so hungry that she even makes a shameless gurgling sound, especially, the taste of the fresh shrimp wonton is too tempting, so The scent can literally take your soul away.

Song Jin unhurriedly opened the packaging bags one by one: "Hmm... Lobster Fried Dumplings? Shan Ya Fang has released a new product, but unfortunately I don't like shrimp."

He doesn't like to eat, but Yu Sheng loves to eat. She watched eagerly as the lobster fried dumplings and wontons were thrown aside by Song Jin in disgust. He also slowly looked at the other breakfasts: "Golden corn soup? Really? Anything can be put on the bright side.”

"Song Jin..." She finally couldn't help it anymore, thinking in her heart that people depend on food, and now, Song Jin is that sky.

But Song Jin didn't hear about it, and was still counting one exquisite breakfast after another in distaste.

"Furong porridge? She won't even eat it if you feed it to Cici."

"Song Jin!" Yu Sheng couldn't bear it again and turned up the volume, but Song Jin didn't seem to understand what she meant, and just glanced lightly:
"What did you call me just now?"

Yu Sheng was a little puzzled: "Song Jin, haven't I always been called that?"

Song Jin nodded thoughtfully: "Then what do I usually call you?"

"Yu Sheng," she answered this question without any hesitation. No matter it was five years ago or now, his address to herself really hasn't changed. He has called the word Yu Sheng for more than twenty years.

Song Jin looked at the stupid expression on her face: "It seems that you didn't listen to the voice of what I said to you at all, do you need me to repeat it again?"

He paused for a moment, and a provocative and deep voice sounded in her ears: "Huh? Shengsheng."

"Song Jin!" Yu Sheng's ears were as red as Xia Ri's persimmon, and she pushed Song Jin away in embarrassment, with a bit of resentment: "I told you yesterday that you are not allowed to bully me anymore, or else I will be with you." Brother beat you."

Song Jin blinked innocently: "I just said a few words, how can I be considered bullying you?"

"It's a verbal insult!" Yu Sheng stared at him, "It's like when you liked to call me Rabbit Spirit when you were young, Yu Dazhu in primary school, and Sardine in high school. I took such a shabby nickname!"

"Isn't Shengsheng your original name?" Song Jin gave another innocent look: "But I really like calling you these two words."

(End of this chapter)