Doting wife self-marriage

Chapter 244 The Fox with the Big Tail (3)
"Brother is so kind to sister-in-law!" Song Chenchen saw that Song Chenyi was arranging the dishes for Weiran, and carefully wiping the table in front of her again, and couldn't help but feel envious.

"Did Situ treat you badly?"

Song Chenyi raised his eyebrows and asked back. He hadn't asked Situ Hua yet, but he might be able to get some news from Chenchen.

Song Chenchen blushed again and again, the eyes in the mirror frame kept flickering, and he didn't dare to look at Song Chenyi again.Doesn't this look like an invisible confession?

When Song Qinghuang and He Jieli met each other, they both saw intense joy in each other's eyes, and of course they were a little puzzled.

"Chenchen, how are you and that kid Situ doing?"

"Why do you want to stay in Baida? Does this matter have something to do with Situ?"

"Oh, if I knew it earlier, I should have called Brother Situ over."

"It's too late to call now, let me call." Song Chenyi took out the phone as he spoke, pretending to be about to call, Song Chenchen yelled in a hurry, "No!" But it caused laughter from other people on the table, it seems , there is really a lot of relationship.

Song Chenyi's serious face suddenly burst into laughter, as if he had succeeded in a trick.

Weiran looked at Song Chenchen's already blushing face, then at the smug man beside him, kicked his feet under the table to make him calm down.But he turned his head sideways, looked at her inexplicably, and grabbed her hand under the table with his big hand, put it on his lap, and squeezed it gently.

This method is like kneading something...

Weiran hastily withdrew her hand, and glared at him angrily.

His hands were suddenly empty, and Song Chenyi groped under the table with his big hands, just like a wild animal looking for food in the dark, but with his eyes closed.Based on feeling, he found her hand again very quickly.

This time the grip was tighter, without pinching, gently touching the smooth skin, soft, comfortable, and small, completely wrapped in his palm.

But when you touch it, the feeling comes out.

Song Chenyi watched her eyes become warmer. During the holidays these few days, he had experienced the feeling of "spring night is bitter, short day is high". He wished that the night would be long and the day short, so that he could hold the woman beside him in his arms every day. Drunk and dreaming...

Sure enough, love is the thing that wears down one's will the most!

Unable to pull her hands away, Wei Ran turned her head away in embarrassment not to meet his ambiguous eyes.Sitting upright, he calmly looked at the other people at the table.It's just that Wu Juanqing and the others are all caught up in the topic of 'Song Chenchen and Situ Hua' at the moment, and they don't care about the two people who are entangled.

Seeing this, Song Chenyi's movements became more reckless, but Jun's face still had a gentle smile.

Qin Susu couldn't get in the conversation, so she focused her eyes on the two people who were as silent as her.Seeing that the blush on Weiran's face was getting stronger and stronger, she finally said in doubt, "It's not hot here, why is your face so red, sister-in-law?"

As soon as the words fell, he decisively grabbed back the focus of everyone at the table.

Wei Ran was taken aback for a moment, then hurriedly withdrew her hand, met Qin Susu's dark eyes, and raised the corner of her mouth stiffly, "It's a little bit hot, I've worn a little too much today."

After hearing what she said, everyone looked suspiciously at the thin knitted sweater on her body, and the implication was self-evident: this is already worn enough, not enough!

Song Chenyi also retracted his hand under the table, stroked his hair, met the opposite gaze one by one, and smiled calmly.Facing Qin Susu's big eyes, she kindly explained, "Susu is wrong, your sister-in-law's face is not bright red, look at Chenchen's face, that's called red."

One sentence almost made Song Chenchen faint, her big brother is too unkind!

Wu Juanqing is becoming more and more ignorant of the son she gave birth to, and Su Su, who was present, is probably less ignorant of world affairs, and can't see what he was doing just now, so can she still hide it from them?

Qin Susu looked at Weiran, then at Song Chenchen whose face was black, white and red, nodded after some comparison, lowered his eyes so that no one could see the smile in her eyes, and said solemnly, " It's Sister Chenchen whose face is redder, Aunt Li, did you just say that Sister Chenchen and Brother Situ are together?"

Where did they say this just now?They are just in the process of asking...

But that's probably what happened, He Jieli's lips curled up, "Susu also knows, do you think it's okay for the two of them to be together?"

"very good!"

Chatting at the dinner table is the most likely to lead to gossip. This very sensitive topic for Song Chenchen finally ended when the waiter knocked on the door and brought in the food, which saved her who was struggling alone.

There was no problem when eating. Song Chenyi has habitually liked to serve Weiran dishes. As long as he sees light-colored dishes, his chopsticks can be stretched faster than anyone else. into Weiran's bowl.

This looks exactly like a dad, so caring and considerate.

"Chen Yi, you go to work the day after tomorrow, right?"

Song Qinghui took a sip of the soup, and spoke lightly to Song Chenyi.

Song Chenyi gave an 'hmm', not understanding why his father suddenly cared about his work, "What's wrong, Dad?"

"It's very cold at the top, so be careful in what you do next, and don't let people say that it's related to corruption like last time."

Such words and such a tone made Song Chenyi more and more confused. Even when Tang Zhiguo framed him for a short time last time, Song Qinghui didn't intervene to ask a word.But he nodded anyway, "Well, I know."

"Chen Yi understands, eat well, and don't talk about these things." Wu Juanqing put a handful of green vegetables into Song Qinghui's bowl, and persuaded with a smile.

Sure enough, Song Qinghui smiled and said no more.

The luggage was already put in the car when they left the house, and a group of people left Qilin Pavilion after eating, and then drove directly to the airport.

"Brother, I will hand over the car to you, take good care of it." After getting out of the car, Song Chenyang handed the car keys to Song Chenchen.

This Lamborghini was only bought for a few days. Fortunately, Chenchen stayed in Baicheng, just for her to use, so as not to waste a famous car.

Song Chenchen took the key indifferently, she has never been interested in these luxury cars.But it's better than nothing, although she may not drive such a luxury car to work, but in fact, she might.

The airport is still overcrowded, and passengers dragging their suitcases pass by in a hurry.Song Qinghuang, his wife, and Song Chenyang waved to the relatives standing in a row, and gave Song Chenchen a few emphatic words, then carried their luggage into the security checkpoint.

(End of this chapter)