His Surprised Love

She rammed Lu Nancheng, which happened to be beside his waist, and she held it tightly.

"Well?"

"I'll go to the bathroom."

"Well."

He agreed to let go, Song Jin quickly left.

The bathroom is opposite. She needs to walk through the hall and around the back of the column. She speeds up all the way.

After she left, others looked at Lu Nancheng and joked, "how strict are you with your sister-in-law?"

Ikeno: I'm afraid of flying

"Ha ha, it's a wife."

"I'm still married. After marriage, isn't it..."

"You don't understand. Some people enjoy it."

Lu Nancheng let them ridicule, also does not refute, is a group of people who have not tasted the taste of true love, what do you know?

Song Jin has already entered the bathroom and lingered in it for a while. She doesn't want to go back so soon, so she leaned against the pool to brush her circle of friends.

There are only a few people in her wechat. At one time, after Qin Yanran went to prison, no one sent her circle of friends. Since she came out, she began to take beautiful photos again. Recently, she indulged in taking selfie photos from all angles. Her cosmetic surgery was very successful, but she didn't know how long the shelf life was.

Song Jin's hand glides a praise, but it's nothing to think about.

She put away her mobile phone and went out. As soon as she turned around, she saw Zhuang jingruili standing in front of the garbage can, gracefully pressing out the smoke. The dim light in the corridor fell on him. He was thick but not bloated.

He looked at her and laughed, afraid that he had planned to wait here.

"Miss Song."

Song Jin has heard something from his address. Before, he used to call himself Mrs. Lu. Now, after suspecting, he changed to miss song.

"Mr. Zhuang, are you waiting here?"

"Have a cigarette, but it's over."

He stood there and walked a few steps forward, which was the only way to go back. He had to walk by his side. Song Jin walked fearlessly.

Zhuang Jingrui's eyes fell on her, especially her black hair. Just get one and compare it with Uncle su.

Song Jin noticed that his eyes fell on his hair, not as she guessed?

If so, all her sophistry would not hold water.

Song Jin and he had to stagger some distance: "today is Shaoyang's birthday, has not seen Mr. Zhuang downstairs."

"You young people are down there. I'm too old to get involved."

"Mr. Zhuang is still young. He can't see his real age at all."

She's not flattering. It's true. Zhuang Jingrui is really young and well maintained.

"That's old, too. Time will never forgive."

When they got to the corner in front of them, Zhuang Jingrui came a little closer. He saw a hair on her back, which was stained on her knitted sweater.

He deliberately close to want to get the hand, Song Jin did not see, but in the turn time difference point and Zhuang Shaoyang bumped together.

Because of Zhuang Shaoyang's sudden appearance, Zhuang Jingrui suddenly takes back his hand as if nothing happened.

"I'm sorry, didn't I run into you? Little sister-in-law. "

"No

Zhuang Shaoyang, holding the phone in his hand, was chattering and immediately went to one side to answer the phone.

Song Jin also happens to see Lu Nancheng who is looking for her. Zhuang Jingrui knows that there is no chance.

After she said goodbye, she immediately walked towards the landing South City, but he stood in the same place, looking at Zhuang Jingrui in the air.

"When will Mr. Zhuang come?"

"Always upstairs."

"Play cards with us."

"You can't play well with young people's things."

Zhuang Jingrui directly refused, Lu Nancheng is not forced to leave with Song Jin.

She leaned close to him and said in a low voice, "he doubted. He just wanted to take my hair. "

" got it? "

"Of course not. How could I let him get it?"

“……”

Song Jin is complacent and completely ignores his helpless face. Zhuang Jingrui, who is behind them, has a dignified face. If Shaoyang hadn't burst out suddenly, he would have succeeded.

He looked at the two people close to the back, had to look away.

In the evening of the birthday party, everyone sang a birthday song to Zhuang Shaoyang and cut the cake.

Song Jin lit a candle for him: "wish on the birthday."

Zhuang Shaoyang happily made a wish, hoping that this year, the elders do not urge marriage, let him be a bachelor happily.

"Blow out the candle."

He puffed out, happily holding a knife: "cut the cake, I'll share the cake for you."

But before he had time to cut, he had been picked up by his friends and covered his face with the top layer. The atmosphere on the scene suddenly soared and screamed.

The old aunt happily took out her mobile phone and took a picture, which was his black history. Then, while they were fighting, she quickly cut a piece of cake for herself and silently held it aside to eat.Now the cake is beautiful and delicious, she is happy to eat, very enjoy.

Lu Nancheng is aware of her gluttony and her obsession with the current food. She wants to taste it all, which explains why Song Jin went out to eat every day when she returned home.

Zhuang Shaoyang's cake was pasted all over his face, chasing other people. She looked at Lu Nancheng from the side. Unfortunately, it was pasted on his chin. The men were all 30 years old, and now they are still like children. In fact, men are little children.

As she ate the cake, she watched them make a fuss. The women put on their beautiful make-up and hid away for a long time. She watched them make a fuss just like her.

Now it's in a mess. The six layer cake has been completely destroyed by them. She can't even eat the second one.

Song Jin helplessly looked at them and waited for a long time before they finished. A group of big men were all dressed in cakes, and Lunan city was not so good either. They were all on the white shirt and chin, and she pushed him in disgust.

"Wash up quickly."

"Well, when I get back."

While landing in Nancheng, Song Jin finishes the cake quickly. Tonight's birthday party has come to an end. The birthday star is smeared with cream all over his body. He is a walking cream man with only two dark eyes. Such a birthday party should be unforgettable.

The old aunt was envious. The older she was, the more lively she was.

After Lu Nancheng came out, they left together. Tonight's birthday party made her very happy. On the way back, she even sang, but it was still not very pleasant.

After seeing off the guests, Zhuang Shaoyang finally left, sitting in a chair in a mess, gasping for breath, only to see his uncle come down from upstairs, slightly surprised.

"Uncle hasn't gone yet?"

"Well, your mother left first."

"Well, let's go, too."

"Is there any harvest today?"

“……”

In fact, Zhuang Jingrui's ultimate goal is not for him, but to see Song Jin. His eyes skimmed over the sofa where Song Jin sat, and there was no hair falling from it. Now he is eager to get Song Jin's hair for comparison.

Zhuang Shaoyang didn't see the light in his uncle's eyes, so he got up and left.