9 billion flash marriage: luxury president busy every night

Song Qingcheng has a small mouth open and a heart to die.

"Ji Zhengting!" Three words, gnash your teeth.

Ji Zhengting stopped slightly.

"You know I'm going to school today, why don't you wake me up?" Song Qingcheng angrily came to him and roared at him.

"Am I your servant?" Ji Zhengting's tone is as light as water. Although it is light, it still gives people a high cold feeling.

“……” Song Qingcheng's lips opened, as if to say something.

"Sir, Miss Song, breakfast is ready." Just then, the housekeeper came up to report.

"Breakfast?" Song Qingcheng murmured and then asked the housekeeper, "housekeeper, what time is it?"

"Seven forty." The housekeeper returned.

“……” Song Qingcheng breath suddenly heavy, hate staring at the man in front of that as if nothing had happened, biting his teeth, threw him two words, "shameless!"

After that, she went to the bathroom and slammed the door.

The housekeeper was confused.

How did miss song get so angry this morning? Who offended her?

The housekeeper glanced at Mr. Zhang, but he was caught by someone and glared back.

The housekeeper gave a pep talk and went first.

……

Song Qingcheng wash down, Ji family has been sitting at the table. Only when she saw the stepmother did she find that she didn't seem to have seen her since yesterday.

I'm not really angry with her. I just came back?

If that's the case, she has a lot of anger.

When the stepmother saw her coming down, she was talking happily with her son and daughter, and the smile on her face suddenly froze. Coldly glanced at her and bit the dough sticks in her hand. It was either biting or tearing.

It's like the fried dough sticks in my hand are song Qingcheng.

Ji Lingguang saw his mother's face and knew that someone who was not welcome had come down. So I didn't even lift my eyelids. I drank congee on my own.

Song Qingcheng knew that he was not welcome, but he should be polite. "Good morning, aunt."

"Good morning?" The stepmother raised her voice and heavily put down her chopsticks, with a domineering posture, "why don't you wait for the servant to bring you breakfast?"

"Zhengting can't stand the smell of lampblack, so he won't let him eat in the room." Song Qingcheng's return way of light language.

The implication is that if her son permits, she will have breakfast delivered to her?

The stepmother was so angry that she stood up from her chair and said, "Song Qingcheng, don't take my son as a shield. I don't want to see how much weight you have in this family. I'm a big boy all day. Is that for you? "

Song Qingcheng found out that the stepmother was more than mean and unreasonable.

However, she is not angry, is still light mouth, "since the aunt does not like, I will not call it, why do you want to be angry for this little thing."

Ji Mu originally wanted to make song Qingcheng angry. As a result, she became sulky by herself.

"Miss Song, would you like porridge or milk?" Housekeeper timely came to ask, but also to find the stepmother embarrassed step down.

"I drink soy milk." Song Qingcheng opened his chair and sat down at the dining table.

“……” She has both porridge and milk, but she wants to drink Soybean Milk "Well, I'll go and get someone to squeeze it now."

"Wait a minute!" Before the housekeeper stepped down, he was stopped by his stepmother. "Song Qingcheng, you have porridge and milk on this table. You choose a bean milk that you don't have. Do you really treat yourself as a young grandmother? I tell you, do you like these things on the table? "

"Don't get me wrong, auntie. I'm not picky about food, but my husband has a serious habit of cleanliness. I'm worried about affecting his appetite." Song Qingcheng said with a smile. During the conversation, she glanced at someone opposite.

Ji Zhengting in the hands of the spoon to drink porridge gently. I knew that this woman would not go to other people's feet easily. It turned out that she had planned to shift the responsibility on him for a long time.

And

Just now, her mother didn't let her call herself "Zheng Ting". This will lead her to call herself "husband" instead. It's no doubt that she's fighting against her mother.

It's red and white alternation on the face of the stepmother, the heart of vomiting blood has, finally can only gas left the table.

Ji Ling saw that her mother was angry and put down her chopsticks. Before she got up and left, she gave song Qingcheng a dumb word, "shameless."

Although she didn't speak out, song Qingcheng could tell from her mouth that she was speaking those three words.

Finally, she and Ji Zhengting were the only two people left on the table. She could feel the man's deep eyes staring at her.

Maybe it's because he called him "husband" just now. Song Qingcheng didn't dare to look at him. Just now, it's just for the sake of Qi Qi Qi.

Let her like to pick a bone in an egg when she has nothing to do, and don't let her be called "Zheng Ting". Then she will call her "husband" directly in the future, and see what tricks she has.At the end of breakfast, song Qingcheng was the only one left on the table. She didn't ask for soy milk. She just ate a little and went to school with her schoolbag on her back.

Today, Ji Zhengting didn't wait for her to go with her, but he left first.

Maybe it's because the "husband" she called irritated him?!

……

Song Qingcheng took uncle Liang's car to school as usual. Xinyue can't wait to know about her work last night, so she waited for her at the school gate early.

Song Qingcheng always gets off at a corner near the school to avoid being seen by her classmates. She has a luxury car to pick her up every day. At that time, it's hard to explain that it's small. If it comes to the ears of her family, it's troublesome.

"It's a beautiful city." As soon as the shadow of song Qingcheng appears, Xin Yue successfully catches her and waves at her.

Song Qingcheng smiles at her and trots towards her.

"Why are you so early today?" Usually Xinyue is stuck in Caidao school.

"I don't trust you. By the way, how was your work last night? Did it go well? "

When it comes to work, song Qingcheng didn't feel that it was smooth last night, so it was a little dark on the surface, and he nodded reluctantly, "OK, but there was a little episode."

"What episode?" Xin Yue a listen to this words, sensitively aware that there must be something happened.

Song Qingcheng thought for a moment, "there seems to be something wrong with that steaming hall."

"You don't meet the sex wolf whore customer, do you?" Xinyue immediately became nervous. And subconsciously looked at her from top to bottom again to see if she was hurt or something.

"That's not true, but there's something about the guests over there. Fortunately, I have made it clear to the landlady that I will only receive female guests in the future, otherwise I will quit. "

"What else?" Xinyue immediately anxious, "don't go, don't for a few money to put his innocence into."