Daddy, Pursue Mommy Quickly

Xu Qiaoying, the co pilot, pursed her lips with a clever appearance and kept silent.

Cai Mingqin impatiently sounded the horn twice. Xia Bing regained consciousness and quickly stepped back to make way for the car.

I saw the middle-aged woman in the driver's seat, her hair curled and curled. She sprayed a piece of hair gel to fix it. Even if the wind blows, she would not move. If she went down that face, she was very well maintained. On her face without any wrinkles, she was wearing delicate makeup, and her brick red lips were even more beautiful.

The girl next to her was dressed in a white woolen overcoat. Her makeup was very beautiful. If you don't look carefully, you can't see that she has made up. It's like a natural whitewash. It's gentle and pleasant.

The red minicopper stops not far ahead. Cai Mingqin and Xu Qiaoying get off one after another and come to the reserve car.

Cai Qinming glanced at Xia Bing, who was standing not far behind her. Her eyes flashed more and more displeasure: "Why are you stupid? Come here to help!"

Xia Bing easily guessed that these two people should be sang Shijun's relatives.

She did not say anything, obediently came to CAI Qinming's back. Cai Mingqin pointed to a box full of gift boxes in the trunk and told Xia Bing: "take these in."

Xia Bing was stunned for a moment.

There are at least a dozen of these gift boxes, such as bird's nest, sea cucumber, abalone

Xia Bing rubbed her hands and didn't say anything. With seven or eight gift boxes in one hand, she followed Cai Qinming.

Xu Qiaoying is holding Cai Qinming's wrist with a gesture of little birds in love with others.

Xia Bing rarely does heavy work. Her hands are basically used in fashion design. She carries the heavy gift box in her hand. After a while, she feels a little pain in her hand.

Sang Shijun just got up, a light and elegant home clothes on his body, a little flabby, more and more he looked lazy and sleepy.

He heard the car, so he got up to have a look.

As a result, standing at the fence on the second floor, Cai Qinming and Xu Qiaoying came in from the gate.

Sang Shijun's eyebrows frowned imperceptibly.

Then, he saw the summer ice which was about to be crushed by the dense gift boxes behind him.

Eyes suddenly a sharp, his voice deep: "Xia Bing, what do you do? Put down what you have in your hand

"Jun'er!" Cai Qinming's eyes brightened. After reflecting on Sang Shijun's words, he could not help but shrunk his mouth. "Ying Ying Ying and I came to see you in the morning. You didn't say hello to us at the first time. Instead, you talked to a servant!"

This tone is very melancholy.

Sang Shijun has straightened his back, and his dim eyes are gone.

"She's not a servant," he said as he went downstairs

"Not servants?" Cai Mingqin snorted, "not a servant, but your lover here?"

Sang Shijun did not speak, but helped Xia Bing carry those gift boxes and put them aside.

"No!" Cai Mingqin exclaimed, "it's really a lover!"

She looked at Xia Bing and couldn't believe it.

Her son, of course, knew that no matter how he was outside, he would not bring a woman to his home.

Because he paid attention to his image in front of Sang Yuxin.

But now, how can I bring people home and celebrate the new year together?

Xu Qiaoying purses her lips and looks at Xia Bing quietly. Her eyes are clear and her mood is not clear.

Xia Bing felt embarrassed and quickly explained, "Auntie, don't get me wrong. I'm sang Yuxin's painting teacher."