Huanxi Boy: I Am Fang Yuan, And My Appearance Fascinates Song Qian

With such an analysis, it seems that there are quite a few opportunities that can be seized.

A horse walks like a horse walks in a field, soldiers walk in front of a handsome man, life is like chess, I hope that I am like a horse, no matter what day I walk.

In addition to Song Qian and Qiao Yingzi, there are beautiful women Liu Jing, Wang Yidi and her mother. The more I think about Fang Yuan, the more I feel that I have to hold on tighter.

After all, the face is easy to pass, and the years are easy to grow old.

You should catch them when they are most beautiful, so as not to leave any regrets.

Then, he thought of Ruan Zhenzhen again, and couldn't help frowning.

This marriage is always a hassle.

Fang Yuan sighed, and didn't go any further.

Tomorrow is Saturday, although there is no need to get up early to cook for Fang Yifan, but he has to pick up his cheap nephew, Lin Lei'er.

A burst of drowsiness struck, Fang Yuan tilted his head and fell into a deep sleep.

At night, there are rare stars tonight, all over the night sky.

Some people fell asleep soundly, and naturally some people tossed and turned.

For example Qiao Yingzi,

Although the two of them tacitly did not bring up the conflict during the day with their mother Song Qian, this was always a thorn in Qiao Yingzi's heart.

In the past, she always secretly cried alone in the room, or pinched herself hard to numb herself with pain.

But the appearance of Fang Yuan today brought her a ray of light.

I recall squatting on the side of the road with Fang Yuan, playing the game of catcher and thief, and wearing clothes with body heat from each other. I felt warmth in the cold wind at that moment.

Recalling the happy time of playing games, Qiao Yingzi couldn't help showing a smile on the corner of his mouth.

But with aftertaste, she suddenly realized something was wrong.

Fang Uncle's eyes seemed to be staring in one direction all the time. From time to time, he raised his head to take a look, and then quickly lowered his head, especially Fang Uncle's last look, as if he was reluctant to leave.

When I was playing, I didn't feel anything, but when I calmed down, it became more and more weird when I thought about it carefully.

What is that look?

It was as if he couldn't help but want to see something but was too embarrassed to see it. The more he thought about it, the more strange Qiao Yingzi felt.

She rolled over and sat up, leaning against the wall and thinking.

But no matter what she thinks, she is still helpless and clueless. Although she is a top student, she is still useless.

Qiao Yingzi, who couldn't figure it out, could only sleep in a daze in the end.

The next day, Saturday.

Early in the morning, Qiao Yingzi was woken up by the alarm clock. She stretched out a hand from under the bed and turned off the alarm clock. Last night, she stayed up late thinking about problems and didn't sleep until three o'clock.

It's half past six now, which means she only slept for three and a half hours. Experts have said that if ordinary people want to stay energetic, they need at least eight hours of adequate sleep at night.

So Qiao Yingzi is very sleepy now, but there is no way, if she doesn't get up on time, then it will be that fierce mother who wakes her up.

Even on Saturday, it is still a day of learning and doing problems, without any freedom.

The difference is that she does the questions at home, but she would rather go to school, because at least there are friends, teachers and classmates in school, and there is a ten-minute break between classes.

But there is no rest time at home, Song Qian will always stare at her to study and do the questions, like a machine that is always working.

After turning off the alarm clock, Qiao Yingzi sat up sleepily from the bed, and then dragged his sleepy and exhausted body to wash.

Applying cold water to the face made Qiao Yingzi feel much better.

When she came out of the bathroom, she smelled an extremely strong fragrance, which shocked her spirits.

After being sober again, Qiao Yingzi walked towards the kitchen and said, "Mom, what do you cook? It smells so delicious?"

“Fried eggplant lumps.”

This is the method Song Qian learned from the little green book. Cut the eggplant into small pieces, then wrap it with noodles, put pepper, diced carrots, and moderate salt in it, and then fry it in an oil pan until golden brown, remove it .

Many people may not have eaten it, but it is indeed a very delicious snack.

"Mom, didn't you let me eat too greasy food before?"

Song Qian said: "It's okay to eat once in a while."

In fact, she was trying to make up for her daughter. She also reflected on what happened yesterday, and her words were indeed too heavy.

But as a mother, she couldn't take the initiative to admit her mistakes to her daughter, because she couldn't save face, so she apologized and compensated in another way.

Looking at the golden-yellow fried eggplant bumps, Qiao Yingzi couldn't help moving her index finger. She couldn't help pinching one and putting it in her mouth, but she didn't expect it to be very hot.

"Hey, have you washed your hands?"

"Washed."

"Huh...ha, it's hot, it's hot..."

Qiao Yingzi collapsed on the spot from being burned, Song Qian looked at her with a funny face, and said, "Don't bother eating, go and clear the table quickly, and we'll be ready for dinner later."

"okay."

Qiao Yingzi nodded, the taste of this eggplant lump is really good.

Very delicious, much better than her daily nutritious meals.

Qiao Yingzi felt happy, she ran over and quickly cleaned up the dining table, and then Song Qian brought the fried eggplant lumps and two bowls of soy milk to the dining table.

"I'm going to get the chopsticks."

Qiao Yingzi ran to the kitchen and took two pairs of chopsticks. Because Song Qian was opposite her, Qiao Yingzi bent down and handed the chopsticks over, saying, "Mom, here are the chopsticks."

"Hey, good."

As soon as Song Qian looked up, she found the problem.

Qiao Yingzi couldn't wait to start eating. Seeing that Song Qian didn't move her chopsticks, she said strangely, "Mom, why don't you eat it? This eggplant lump tastes really good."

Song Qian said, "Yingzi, Mom has something to tell you."

Seeing Song Qian's serious face, Qiao Yingzi thought she was going to say something related to study again.

I was very impatient in my heart, but on the surface I was still very respectful, and said, "Mom, tell me."

She was already mentally prepared, and Song Qian said: "Yingzi, you can wear this pajamas at home when there are no outsiders in the future, but only when outsiders come, even if your father comes, you can't wear this pajamas. Do you want to change it?"

Qiao Yingzi was stunned for a moment, unable to react.

"No, Mom, why? What happened to my clothes?"

Guan Tian is in charge of the land, so he doesn't care about the clothes he wears, does he?

Qiao Yingzi was about to collapse.

Song Qian said: "Girls should pay attention to protecting their privacy anytime and anywhere. Do you know that when you just bent over, I was opposite you, and I could see the scenery inside you at a glance. Fortunately, I am your mother. If you are opposite The one standing there is someone else, a man, so you've just disappeared like this?"

boom

Qiao Yingzi's mind buzzed for a while, and he suddenly realized why Fang Uncle acted like he wanted to watch but didn't dare to watch it last night, and was tortured so much.

Feelings are...

Qiao Yingzi's face suddenly turned pale, and he didn't know what to do.

Yesterday, she kept her head down and bent her waist. Isn't that the scenery... It can be seen at a glance.

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