Quick wear: the sultry heroine she murders with beauty

Chapter 327 313: Doomsday is King (87)

Song's mother thought he was going to say something, but suddenly choked again. "What do you look at, my body has always been like this, as long as you don't bring people I hate to your house!!"

Who is the "hate" referring to.

It couldn't be more obvious.

Song Qingyuan suddenly chuckled, and his eyes were tinged with something specious.

Song's mother was stared at.

Do not know why.

It felt a little creepy for no reason.

But soon.

She returned to normal, looking at her son coldly, "Why, do you have any objections?"

Song Qingyuan said lightly, "No."

Song's mother was overjoyed, and just about to say that Lu Yao broke up, "Mom, if you make trouble like this, then I can move out to live in the future."

The whole body froze.

With her mouth open, Mother Song looked at him in disbelief.

"You, what did you say?"

Song Qingyuan twitched the corner of his mouth, "I said, if you are not satisfied with me, if you have an opinion, I can move out."

……

……

The air is getting a little dry.

Dead silence.

An inexplicable sense of anxiety continued to spread in the silence.

Even Jin Wanqing was taken aback for a moment.

Mother Song was taken aback, "You, what are you talking about?"

Song Qingyuan sighed, and rubbed the center of his brows, "When I came back, how many times have I told you that I was saved by Lu Yao, at least you should be polite to the savior, not to mention enthusiasm, Not to mention she is still my girlfriend, you can't treat her like this."

Song's mother was still in astonishment, but when she heard this sentence, she exploded like a cat whose tail was stepped on, "What are you talking about, what did I do to her, last time she came to our house, I didn't entertain her What's wrong with her? I just didn't let her live, what's wrong with me? "

Song Qingyuan has the feeling that chickens talk to ducks and cows play the piano.

Or maybe her mother was playing dumb on purpose.

Either way.

It's all... not good.

"Besides, you're looking for a girlfriend, someone I like and fancy, shouldn't you?" Mother Song gasped angrily, "That's someone who wants to live together for the rest of his life, don't you want me to talk to you about it?" People you don’t like stay under the roof for the rest of your life?”

"Then do you like Gu Ruan?" Suddenly, Song Qingyuan was indifferent.

Mother Song choked.

He opened his mouth, closed it again, and opened it again, "Gu... Gu Ruan was determined by your father, not me."

Song Qingyuan nodded, "Then you mean, as long as my dad likes it, you will agree?"

Mother Song choked again.

"You, you are messing around!!"

Song Qingyuan glanced at Jin Wanqing who was on the side, and suddenly raised his eyebrows, "I don't quite understand, our relationship was not so good before, right, why did you come here?"

I was secretly called suddenly.

Jin Wanqing: "..."

Immediately there were tears in her eyes, she bit her lip, and she said with blurred eyes, "Brother Qingyuan, why do you say that, we used to have a good relationship, we walked together for so long..."

Before she finished speaking, Song's mother stopped her hand, "Qingyuan, what you said is wrong, you are not living alone in this house, Wan Qing came to look for me, why can't it work, huh?"

Blinking, Jin Wanqing quickly put on a moved face, bit her lip and knelt down, holding Mother Song's hand back, "Auntie, I, am I bothering you?"

"How come, come if you like."

Song's mother glared at Song Qingyuan, then quickly lowered her head and said.

Jin Wanqing was moved again.

He glanced at Song Qingyuan tearfully, bit his lip shyly and lowered his head.

Song Qingyuan twitched the corner of his mouth.

"I still say the same thing. If you entertain guests normally, I won't say anything else, but if you have other thoughts, then cancel it as soon as possible."

Mother Song was taken aback.

Immediately afterwards, he sneered, "Song Qingyuan, you are my son, so I don't have the right to decide who you marry?"

Suddenly, Song Qingyuan had the feeling that he didn't know her very well and didn't see through his mother for so many years.

"Oh, it's up to you."

After speaking, he didn't look at her again.

Turn around and leave.

……

……

"Song Qingyuan, Song Qingyuan, where are you going, what do you want to do!!!"

There were constant shouts from behind.

Angry and anxious inside.

And anger.

Song Qingyuan ignored her, feeling very tired, turned around and went up the stairs, and closed the door directly.

Then start packing your clothes.

"Auntie, is it okay?"

Downstairs, Jin Wanqing pretended to be scared.

Song's mother also hesitated for a moment. She knew her son was stubborn, but.

She felt again.

His son has always been filial.

So what did she say.

The opponent must not dare to rebel.

Immediately smiled, and patted the other party's hand, "It's okay, don't be afraid, he is my son, how can I not understand him."

That confident look.

It was as if everything was under control, and she glanced up and down at Jin Wanqing in satisfaction, "You are such a nice child, I am satisfied with everything I look at, and it would be even better if I could be my daughter-in-law."

Jin Wanqing was taken aback.

Then a shy smile slid across the corner of his eyes.

"aunt……"

She lowered her head in embarrassment.

"Don't worry, when my son is looking for a daughter-in-law, he must be looking for someone I like and fancy, otherwise, hum..."

Because Jin Wanqing was next to Song's mother, she could hear her heart when she touched her arm.

He naturally knew what she was thinking.

Immediately I laughed even happier.

And Song's mother was talking with Jin Wanqing, and after a while, there was a sound of walking upstairs.

Song Qingyuan carried a suitcase in the blink of an eye.

"What are you doing?"

Mother Song was stunned when she saw it. "go out."

Song Qingyuan was indifferent, took a sideways glance at Jin Wanqing with his things in his hand, turned around and walked directly to the door.

"Song Qingyuan, Song Qingyuan!!!"

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"Da da da--"

That night.

Lu Yao just cleaned up her face, took a shower, dressed comfortably, and was about to lie on the bed and read a novel or something.

Suddenly there was a knock on the door.

I couldn't help being taken aback.

She raised her head in surprise, "Who?" She couldn't help shouting.

Outside.

The knocking on the door continued.

Very loud in the silent night.

Eyeballs rolled around, she had no choice but to throw off the quilt, turn over and get out of bed, unexpectedly, she opened the door in the past.

I saw Song Qingyuan.

???

"How did you come?"

Song Qingyuan's brows and eyes, which seemed a little cold just now, suddenly felt aggrieved. He hugged Lu Yao and leaned most of his body on her shoulder, "I was kicked out, you have to take me in."

Lu Yao:? ? ?
……

……

Poured a cup of hot coffee.

Added milk.

Push it over.

Song Qingyuan took a sip, satisfied, and suddenly felt much more comfortable in his body and mind.It also warmed up.

(End of this chapter)