Baby is too tempting: Uncle, it hurts

"Yes."

Seven nights took Tang Doudou's hand and said faintly, "let's go home to eat."

What he said was not to go back, but to go home. His tone was deliberately accentuated. It was obvious that he had no intention.

"I drove here, or I'll take you back."

Zhao Qingshan pointed to the car parked in the nearby parking space.

When Tang Doudou was about to speak, Qiye opened his mouth in front of her: "no, let's take a taxi back."

Qi Yesheng was born in a famous family. He had a noble status and rarely took a taxi from childhood.

Zhao Qingshan knows this better than anyone.

Because she has known each other for seven nights since she was a child, and there has always been contact between the two families, she knows his living habits and preferences very well.

She didn't expect that he would rather take a taxi than get in her car.

Reluctantly smiled: "well, be careful on the way. I'll go back first."

She stepped on 7 cm high heels, walked to the car gracefully, opened the door and sat in the car.

Soon, the window came down slowly. She leaned her head out of the window, waved to them, then sat upright again and drove away.

After the car left for some distance, Zhao Qingshan slowed down and dialed a phone with her mobile phone.

The phone was soon connected. She adjusted her tone and whispered, "aunt, it's night, but we're not together now. He said he took a taxi back."

Qi's mother didn't know what she said on the phone. Zhao Qingshan quickly said, "aunt, don't worry, I'm not angry. I know the nature of night. He doesn't like to rely on others. It's understandable to take a taxi back alone."

Then she said a few more words before hanging up.

At this time, seven.

As soon as Qi's mother hung up, Qi's father came over and asked seriously, "how's it going?"

Qi's mother shook her head: "my son would rather take a taxi than take Qingshan's car."

"This bastard." Qifu scolded, turned around and sat on the sofa. He had a headache and said, "I don't know when he will accept Qingshan. What a good girl, you say he doesn't know how to grasp it!"

"Don't force him either." Qi's mother came forward and advised him, "give him more time. After all, over the years, the relationship between her and Qingshan has been not deep or shallow. Even if you want to be together, it takes a certain time."

"That's right, but Zhao Qingshan has been waiting for him for so many years. Even studying abroad is because of him, but he is good, ungrateful and ignores others again and again."

Qifu sighed heavily.

"Well, don't worry about it. I'll persuade my son to try to accept it."

Seven father nodded, meditated for a while, then raised his head and said, "you call him and ask him to come home."

Qi mother got up, went to the landline, pressed a long string of telephone numbers and dialed.

As soon as Qiye and Tang Doudou got into a taxi, his cell phone rang.

He took out his cell phone and scanned the screen. Seeing that it was from home, he answered the phone.

"Hello."

"Son, are you there? Come home when you arrive. You haven't been home for some time. Come back tonight and chat with your father."

Qiye glanced at Tang Doudou next to him, hesitated for a moment, and said, "well."

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