flashy wedding

Chapter 624 Song Gu treats guests! (2)
Song Jincheng was about to speak when a calm and elegant voice came from the front: "Auspicious!"

Lu Jixiang's attention was instantly attracted. She raised her head and looked forward. Song Guzheng was sitting on the promenade outside the house. The buildings here are all imitated in Japanese style. The old man just sat quietly under the eaves, with his body Wearing a white shirt, with a handsome face, faintly shimmering, he has the feeling of an ancient warrior leader.

People can't help but be in awe!

"dad."

Lu Jixiang made a sound, and walked over.

Song Jincheng followed beside her.

"Tired?"

Song Gu smiled and looked at her with warmth in his eyes.

"It's okay." Lu Jixiang replied.

"Come and sit!" Song Gu said.

Lu Jixiang and Song Jincheng sat around a small wooden table.

Song Gu personally poured tea for the two of them, and said slowly, "Dinner will be served in half an hour, please wait, this is Dahongpao, try it."

Lu Jixiang nodded, picked up the small teacup, and drank it down in one gulp.

"I'm so thirsty!"

She stuck out her tongue, completely ignoring the looks of others.

Song Jincheng glanced at her, took a small sip slowly, and relaxed his eyebrows.

"Not bad!"

He praised it.

Lu Jixiang was a little surprised.

She knew that Song Jincheng was fond of tea, and there were very few teas that could be praised by him personally.

"tastes good?"

She raised her eyebrows and poured herself another glass herself.

Song Gu looked at her and said, "The production of Dahongpao is very small, and these are all sent by others."

It is said that there are only a few real Dahongpao originals in the world.

The one in Song Gu's hand is naturally the best of the best.

Unfortunately, Lu Jixiang couldn't drink it.

She gulped it down again, unable to taste anything but a little bit of bitterness.

"The juice is still delicious."

she said so.

She likes sweet and sour things. She doesn't understand and doesn't want to understand these literati and Confucian things.

Song Gu just smiled, pointed at the pastry on the table, and said, "This is a pastry made of crabapple flowers, you can try it."

"Hey!"

Lu Jixiang responded, reached out and picked up a piece of pastry, put it to his mouth and took a bite.

The taste is light, not very sweet, but has a cold feeling.

"good to eat!"

She nodded, smiling.

Song Jincheng drank tea silently, squinting his eyes, enjoying himself.

Song Gu kept looking at the girl, and said with a smile: "You are pregnant with a child now, so you can tell Jincheng to get you whatever you want to eat in the future, and you must not wrong yourself."

"Okay!"

Lu Jixiang nodded, picked up another piece of pastry, and threw it into his mouth.

At the end, she looked at Song Gu mysteriously again, and asked curiously: "Dad, how did you know that I was pregnant? We just went for the test yesterday, and you know it today, it's amazing!"

Song Gudan smiled and said nothing.

However, a certain girl was obviously determined not to give up, she continued: "I heard from Song Jincheng that you have your own intelligence agency?"

Well, that's the point!

When she used to watch Hollywood blockbusters, she was always full of curiosity about the agents and spies in them, and once wanted to be one of them.

Unfortunately, she didn't have that life.

However, she has become a hacker anyway!

Cough cough cough, well, it used to be, she has washed her hands now!
"Jin Cheng told you?"

Song Gu smiled lightly, first glanced at his son next to him, and continued to deal with his daughter-in-law's curiosity, he replied: "I have my own intelligence personnel, but they are very ordinary, different from those on TV. Same."

Look, Leader Song already knew what kind of ghosts you were pretending to have in your heart, so he simply explained it to you once and for all, lest you get wild!

Lu Jixiang sneered, a little embarrassed.

"I'm just a little curious!"

she said, reaching for the pastry for the third time from the table.

At this time, Song Jincheng was a little annoyed.

"Eat less!"

He made a sound, a little sternly: "We are going to eat soon, don't just eat this."

"Oh!"

Lu Jixiang nodded, without even looking at him, he stuffed the pastry into his mouth.

Song Gu was amused by her actions.

Not long after, a row of waiters came in with trays in their hands, and a faint fragrance wafted from them.

Lu Jixiang was eager to see through.

There are not too many surprises, this is a sumptuous Chinese dinner, double-flavored raw shrimp balls, fried and braised snowflake beef, fried fresh strips with summer fruits, fragrant grilled silver cod, loofah and green bean paste, and a stewed fish maw with matsutake mushrooms. Some very ordinary dishes, but the artistic conception is good enough.

Lu Jixiang ate two bowls of rice, drank some soup at the end, and lay comfortably on the tatami next to him holding his round belly.

Song Gu and Song Jincheng ate more slowly. They were chatting, mostly around work, and occasionally mentioned a few things about Lu Jixiang's pregnancy, but Song Jincheng didn't seem to want to say more, so Song Gu also Didn't ask much.

After finishing the meal, Lu Jixiang leaned over to Song Jincheng's side, and said with a smile, "Song Jincheng..."

The man turned his head and looked at her calmly.

"I want to go to the hot spring!"

Lu Jixiang continued, pointing to the hot spring pool outside.

Song Jincheng frowned.

He refused without thinking: "No!"

"why?"

Lu Jixiang was very upset. The hot spring pool was right in front of her, but she couldn't take a bath, which was too painful.

"It's too cold outside!" Song Jincheng's reason was simple.

Lu Jixiang was not happy.

"I soak in the hot spring, I won't feel cold!"

"No way, no way!" Song Jincheng frowned, staring at her: "Lu Jixiang, be honest, you are not allowed to take a hot spring today!"

Lu Jixiang went crazy.

"Humph!"

She got up from the tatami and walked out.

Song Jincheng looked up at her, with a notebook still on his lap, emitting a shining light.

"What are you going to do?"

He spoke out.

Lu Jixiang replied without turning his head: "I'll go find Dad!"

Song Gu lived next door, Lu Jixiang knocked on the door first, and then carefully pushed open the partition.

Inside the room, Song Guzheng was sitting cross-legged on the tatami, with a silver notebook on the low table next to it, and several documents were scattered beside it.

Hearing the sound, he raised his head, with a pair of glasses on the bridge of his nose, looking extraordinarily gentle at the moment.

(End of this chapter)