Mommy, don't run!

After the phone hung up, Mai Mai washed his face and went back to bed. When he lay down and opened the quilt, the smell from the shop stunned Mai Mai. He immediately put his nose on the pillow and sniffed the residual breath of Lu Xichen.

The refreshing smell was left by the little brother when he slept in her bed, right.

Pouting lips and holding the quilt tightly, the quilt full of little brother's smell is like little brother's hand holding her tightly in his arms.

Mai Mai turned back, kissed the pillow, closed his eyes, and was full of pictures of Lu Xichen just lying here. He quickly brought the picture book to draw this scene, and then added a sentence [you can sleep in a dream with the smell of your little brother]

A smile came up at the corners of his mouth, with a happy face. He buried his face in the quilt and whispered his secret, "little brother Maimai likes you and has liked you for 15 years."

On the way back, Lu Xichen drove with one hand, the other hand leaned against the door, and the fingertip stuck to the lip flap. The residual fragrance on the fingertip inhaled into Lu Xichen's lip cavity and was finally swallowed.

Unknowingly, the little girl who followed his ass and held his hand and called his little brother all day finally grew up.

Lu Xibao glanced at Lu Xichen, who was distracted by the car. Lu Xibao held his cheeks and stared at Lu Xichen, "big brother, brother, handsome brother, what are you thinking?"

Lu Xichen was awakened by Lu Xibao. After waking up, he realized that he was driving and had just been distracted. It was particularly dangerous. He glanced at Lu Xibao. "I wonder why you are so stupid. You will never pass the exam and lose the face of our father Xueba."

"Cut!" I'm hurting her again. I knew I wouldn't ask.

Inexplicably guilty Lu Xichen kept talking, as if to prove that he was just thinking about it, "I said Bao Mei, our parents are so excellent, why don't you inherit something?"

"Who said no!" Lu Xibao lifted up his legs and directly pulled the wide leg pants to his knees. "These leg hairs are inherited from our father. This maodensity can be seen as a daughter."

"I didn't say that." How come none of these sisters is that kind of small jasper, slim and graceful, just like... Maimai.

Rude, everyone is rude!

……

Song Wanning hung up the phone, put his cell phone on the desk and went out to see what happened.

When she reached the master bedroom door, the pillow that hit her head almost hit her.

Song Wanning stepped back and looked at the two people with red faces and thick necks.

"Aunt, stop arguing. Don't talk alone..."

"You have no share in talking to a country girl!" Song Jiali points to song Wanning and smashes it. She is not enough to vent her anger, but also sprinkles her anger on Song Wanning.

"Song Jiali, have you had enough trouble? If I knew that your so-called improvement was just to deceive me into finding a long-term meal ticket for yourself, I wouldn't agree to marry you at all." Zhao Fang pointed to song Jiali's face and was so angry that he gnashed his teeth to uncover song Jiali's true face.

"Zhao Fang, you're sorry for me first. You're looking for a woman outside and lying to me!" Song Jiali turned to pick up the alarm clock on the ground and smashed it on the ground. She shook her messy hair when talking like a madman. "Don't forget that all you have is given to you by my brother. You take my song family's money and go out to raise women. You are a soft rice..."

"Song Fangli was slapped in the face.

Song Jiali, who was knocked to the ground by a slap, had red eyes and tears. When she spoke, her lips trembled, "you dare to hit me, you dare to hit me..."

Song Wanning hurried in and helped song Jiali, "aunt, are you okay?"

Song Jiali pushed song Wanning away. If she couldn't beat Zhao Fang, she took it out on Song Wanning. She grabbed song Wanning's hair and directly pulled song Wanning to the dresser. With a push, song Wanning's head hit the dresser directly.

"Dong -" he pulled song Wanning's hair hard and hit the dresser with song Wanning's head. "You wild girl from the dead country, if I didn't raise you by the Song family, why would you eat so well and live so well as a poor girl?"

Zhao Fang rushed over quickly, grabbed song Wanning's arm, pulled song Wanning from Song Jiali's hand, and pointed to the ferocious and terrible song Jiali, "what else do you want to make in this family? If you make trouble like this again, you'll wait for divorce!"

"What are you doing, carrie?" Huang Yuping, who came back from the countryside, saw the picture of the quarrel as soon as she came in. When she heard Zhao Fang say she wanted to divorce, she rushed over and pulled song Jiali behind her, and quickly apologized to Zhao Fang, "Zhao Fang, don't be angry. Mom taught Jiali for you."

"Mom, it's Zhao Fang who raises a woman behind my back. It's his fault. Why have you been talking for Zhao Fang?" After Song Jiali married Zhao Fang, she was too comfortable and forgot that she only had a bite to eat by Zhao Fang. Every once in a while, she lost her temper and quarreled with the doorman and her aunt. She yelled at anyone who didn't like her.

Huang Yuping grabbed song Jiali's hand and directly pulled the man out of the room.

"Mom, what are you doing? If I don't go, why should I go?" Song Jiali saw that Huang Yuping wanted to take her out. When she got to the door, song Jiali resolutely refused to go and wanted to go up to Zhao Fang for theory.

Huang Yuping directly stuffed song Jiali into the car. Huang Yuping pointed to song Jiali when driving. "Now it's good that several men don't cheat and don't bring back to divorce you. It's good to kick our mother and daughter out. Look what you've become now. You're stupid. If Zhao Fang really divorces you, our good days will come to an end."

"Mom, do you think I have to bear it like this all the time? I can't stand it. Do you know that Zhao Fang hasn't even touched a finger of mine since I got married? Have you ever seen couples who have been married for more than ten years sleep in separate rooms?"

Huang Yuping patted the Porsche logo on the steering wheel with her hand. "This car, together with your clothes and your daily high consumption, these are the reasons why you need to endure. I tell you, you must endure if you want to live a good life."

Song Jiali was so angry that she kept kicking her high heels and tears came out.

Who doesn't envy her that song Jiali has a good husband, looks handsome and has a successful career, but who knows that after more than ten years of marriage, she doesn't touch her. The funniest thing is to sleep in a scoring room. She is a living widow.

Song family.

Song Wanning's knees were red and swollen. He was half squatting on the ground and couldn't walk. Zhao Fang bent down and picked up song Wanning.

"Uncle, no, I can go by myself."

"Don't try to be brave. Your knees are like this. How to go." Zhao Fang holds song Wanning back to his room.

After returning to the room, Zhao Fang put song Wanning on the bed and went to find medicine for song Wanning.

Song Wanning leaned against the bed and looked at Zhao Fang who took good care of himself. Tears fell down.

"What are you crying about? Is it too painful?" Zhao Fang raised his eyes and looked at Song Wanning with red eyes like a little rabbit.

"No, it's just too moving. Except that my uncle is really good to me, other people only use me as a nominal tool." Her appearance is even more ridiculous.

Huang Yuping listened to a fortune teller who said that song Ziqian had no children, which would affect the feng shui of the Song family. Then she asked Huang Yuping to adopt a child. Huang Yuping took her back to the city from the countryside and asked her to recognize song Ziqian as her father. When she came to the Song family, her uncle was there, and she was Miss Song. Without her uncle, her aunt regarded her as a servant girl. She had good clothes to wear, There is a price to pay when you go to a good school. That is to marry a rich man and be a cash cow for your aunt and grandmother.

Zhao Fang felt it and smiled bitterly at the corners of his mouth. "I'm not. There has been no peace at home for more than ten years."

Song Wanning raised his hand and touched Zhao Fang's face. "Uncle, are you hurt?"

"Nothing, just get used to it." After the medicine was applied to his knee, Zhao Fang pushed song Wanning's bangs away and applied it to song Wanning's forehead.

"Uncle, do you really want to divorce my aunt?"

"Yes." Zhao Fang must have answered one word.

"Uncle, don't go. If you go, my aunt will beat me." Song Wanning rushed into Zhao Fang's arms. Zhao Fang was her life-saving straw from small to large. Every time Zhao Fang wanted to go, she would hold Zhao Fang tightly and not let Zhao Fang go.

"I divorced her. She has to move out of here. Since you are the only one in the Song family, no one dares to bully you. Be your miss song happily."

Song Wanning nodded happily, raised his head and kissed Zhao Fang on the cheek, "thank you, uncle. My uncle loves me most." Song Wanning picked up the medicine in the medicine box with his fingertips and put it on Zhao Fang's face. "My uncle drugged me and I drugged you."

"That's good." Zhao Fang smiled and gently touched song Wanning's hair.

For more than ten years, he only laughed in front of song Wanning. When he took song Wanning to this family, he opposed it and thought it was ridiculous. Later, song Jiali and Huang Yuping just played on Song Wanning and didn't really treat song Wanning. Seeing that song Wanning was poor, he could only promise to protect song Wanning, In terms of education, they are also their own leaders.

"Uncle, I don't believe you have a woman outside. My uncle is the best and must be responsible for marriage. My aunt misunderstood you."

Zhao Fang raised a smile on his lips and nodded gently. In this family, only song Wanning understood him best and was the most considerate. Only in front of song Wanning could he take a breath. If he didn't take care of song Wanning, he wouldn't even step into the family.

Where does he have time to raise women? In recent years, the affairs of the group have consumed him a lot of energy, and song Jiali is also full, holding nothing to find trouble to add blocking to him. He hates this kind of woman most. Since he talks about divorce, he will not change it again.

……

The next morning.

As soon as Mai Mai came out of his house, he was almost hit by the oncoming Lamborghini. Hurry back.

"Brake -" after a beautiful tail flick, the car stopped next to Maimai.

The cab door is open.

Lu Xichen got out of the car, closed the door with his back hand, and looked at Maimai, who was still stunned by him.

Lu Xichen raised his hand and snapped his fingers.

Maimai, who was relieved, shivered, "morning." Why is my little brother here?

Did she pick her up?

When Mai Mai thought about dozens of possibilities, Lu Xichen spread his hand to her, "my mobile phone."

"What?"

"The mobile phone seems to have fallen on you. I'm here to get it."

"Then I'll go up and find it for you. Wait a minute." It turned out that she was looking for a mobile phone instead of picking her up. It's really amorous.

Jumping to school, he Diandian came out and saw Lu Xichen with his hands in his pockets and his back against the door.

"Oh, brother, come and pick me up to school?" He Dian turned around the car, "Wow, it's different from the one last night. Brother, you have a lot of money to buy another limited edition, which is tens of millions."

"Don't touch it. If it's damaged, you can't afford it. Hurry to school."

He Dian raised his foot and kicked Lu Xichen's car. "It's great to have a car."

The door wasn't broken. The kick hurt. He Dian jumped in place with one foot. "It hurts me. What old car are you? It's so hard."

Mai Mai finds Lu Xichen's mobile phone in the crack at the head of the bed. She is really curious about how Lu Xichen dropped her mobile phone in the crack, and she didn't find it last night.

Take the cell phone down, Mai Mai hands it to Lu Xichen, and looks at the he Dian who jumps around with one foot on the side, "Dian Dian, what's the matter with you?"

Lu Xichen pulled Maimai's hand when she took her cell phone. "In order to ensure that my cell phone is OK, I need to check my cell phone on the way to school. If it's OK, I'll let you off."

He Dian saw that Lu Xichen pulled Maimai into the car and hurried over, "brother Xichen, my school is near your college. Send me smoothly..."

"Boom -" the sound of oil boom.

"I'm sorry, sister. This car has two seats. There's no seat for you." After Lu Xichen dropped a word, he stepped on the accelerator and the car had gone far.

He Dian pointed to the far end of the car, "Lu Xichen, you bastard, the bastard who forgot his sister!" Knowing that she was there, she even opened two seats. It was obvious that she was playing cool and picking up girls.

Good you Lu Xichen, seize the opportunity and have to beat you up!

Let you call you fat! Let you see your sister!