Mr. Xiang, your doctor's wife is a little poisonous

Chapter 260
Cyan top.

Cyan skirt.

Blue, a small silk flower.

She walked down, beautiful and extraordinary, like a rose in a smoke cage, but although this rose is beautiful, it is not gorgeous. There is a little aloofness in her brows, and it seems that everyone is stopped three feet away from her.

All eyes wandered between the two of them.

Song Wanzhi and Song Qiuxin, these two names seem to be hostile if they appear, and they will cause trouble if they appear.

This should be, is destined to be the enemy.

Everyone looked at the two of them and couldn't help but hold their breath.

Are you going to fight here? !

Song Wanzhi looked at Song Qiuxin.

Song Qiuxin was also looking at her.

But at this moment, the two suddenly smiled at the same time.

Such a smile, without the slightest hostility.

Everyone was stunned, this, shouldn't be like this!

Even Song Yan himself was stunned, although he didn't have much contact with his daughter, but in so many years, he had never seen her daughter smile like this, such a peaceful smile.

Song Wanzhi also never imagined that after going around like this, this "Song Qiuxin", who has been famous for a long time, had a relationship with him before this.

That, the worshiping girl I met on the way to the deep valley.

The girl she talked to because she overlapped with the man Xiao Se in her memory for a moment, but she never thought that she would be Song Qiuxin.

That girl who seems to be sought after by thousands of people, is unparalleled in aloofness.

Song Qiuxin walked up to her, and said, "What are you holding?"

Song Wanzhi lifted the two packages in his hand: "Fried dumplings, do you want to eat?"

Song Qiuxin looked at the thing and asked, "Is it delicious?"

Song Wanzhi smiled and said, "The taste should be pretty good. Do you want to try it?"

Song Qiuxin looked at her, then nodded.

Then, Song Wanzhi brought Song Qiuxin to the small stall, sat on the wooden table next to her, and ordered two fried dumplings from the dazed proprietress.

The proprietress woke up like a dream, and then took her rag with a shocked face, quickly walked to the small table of the two of them, and wiped the table with all her strength.

The table was worn out, old, had been used for many years, and had nicks on it.

The aunt was both excited and regretful, her hand holding the rag was trembling, and she wanted to knock her head, why didn't she change the broken table.

After wiping the table, the aunt hurriedly made fried dumplings, and at this moment, Song Wanzhi turned to look at the woman standing beside her in a daze, and said, "Auntie, what do you want for Miss Qiuxin? Where are you bringing it?"

The woman who was blocked by the guards just now because she wanted to offer something, suddenly looked shocked: "Yes, is it okay?"

Song Wanzhi glanced at Song Qiuxin, and then nodded.

The woman immediately put the thing on the table with her hands in her hands.

Wrapped in paper were two bamboo tubes with a faint fragrance. Song Wanzhi took out the bamboo tubes, opened one, and handed it to Song Qiuxin.

Inside the bamboo tube, the pickled pieces looked black.

The people next to him looked at the woman, and couldn't help but look at the woman with reproachful eyes: "Look at what you are holding?"Does this still make people eat?

The woman was suddenly a little uneasy.

But Song Qiuxin looked at the thing in the bamboo tube, but didn't move. Just when Song Yan wanted to scold the woman, Song Qiuxin stretched out his hand, and then gently picked up a black thing.

(End of this chapter)