He Is Warmer Than Time

Song Guoqing's voice came again: "Then what do you say, Xiao Ran likes that girl so much, I can't force them to separate them."

Shen Mengfang: "In my opinion, find a good husband's house for Xiao Ran and let her take her heart back, what do you think?"

Song Guoqing: "Xiao Ran was only eighteen, and he was only in the third year of high school. I originally disagreed with her younger uncle's introduction. Her younger uncle had to say that Chief Gu had a very good character. He had to come from the fortress.

"Yeah, Xiao Ran is still young. It is a momentary novelty to Captain Gu, but as elders, we can't be so impulsive. Old Song, do you think that? I think, introduce her to a good child, Xiao Ran. Maybe he will soon lose interest in Captain Gu."

Song Ran gritted his teeth, Shen Mengfang, you wait!

Song Guoqing: "Do you have any suitable candidates?"

Song Ran pressed his ear to the door panel, not daring to miss a word.

"The third child of Boss Yao's house in West Street Supply and Marketing Co., Yao Xifeng, a talented person, I think it's pretty good."

Song Ran almost broke into the door and yelled at Shen Mengfang, you fart, what's your heart?

Boss Yao is a well-known upstart rich in native land, and he is illiterate. His three sons are named Dongfeng Nanfeng Xifeng. They have no culture at all, so they laughed off people's teeth.

And that Yao Xifeng, who Shen Mengfang said was a good talent, is even more unlearned and dull. She has always sneered at such embroidered pillows.

The bad woman Shen Mengfang wanted to introduce this kind of straw bag to her.

His heart can be punishable, and his heart can be punishable!

Song Ranqiang resisted the bad breath in his heart and continued to eavesdrop on the corner of the wall. Song Guoqing's voice: "Yao Xifeng, it seems that the reputation is not very good. I really like to provoke a little girl."

"Oh, don't men always be like this before they have a family. When they marry Xiao Ran, they will definitely hurt people. I think people can't be wrong."

Song Ran almost broke a silver tooth, Shen Mengfang, wait for your aunt and grandma!

There were voices coming from inside one after another.

Song Guoqing said uncertainly: "Really?"

Shen Mengfang made a foolish voice: "Yes, yes, definitely, Lao Song, don't be indecisive. When the time comes, your baby girl will run away with the poor camp leader, and you won't have time to cry. Get married, and you should pay attention to the right person."

"Okay... OK."

Look, a woman's pillow wind is the most powerful weapon in the world.

Song Ran heard about it, and then he tiptoedly left the door of their room, knowing herself and the enemy, so that she could survive all battles. She knew that Shen Mengfang had never had any good thoughts for her. This time she knew her plan, so she smashed it responsively. Her plan.

That night, her sister Song Xuan didn't come back until nine o'clock. Song Ran knew that her sister was in love at this time, and she was in love with a man who would show the word scum so vividly in the future.

When Song Xuan opened the door and came in, Song Ran stepped forward and hugged her. Her eldest sister was good-looking and gentle and kind, and it was because she was too kind that she would be hurt by that kind of scum.

Song Xuan hung up her bag and reached out to touch her head: "Where did you go last night? You didn't see your father being anxious and Shen Mengfang's cheating and smearing your face."

Song Ran is like a puppy. She will follow wherever her sister goes. In her previous life, her sister has passed away for more than ten years. She really missed the person in front of her and her heart hurts. To follow.

"Oh, why do you always follow behind my ass, getting in the way, are you annoying?" Song Xuan groaned.

Well, it's nice to be a real, scolding sister.