Mommy, don't run!

"Dong Zhao will be here in a minute. Take good care of him. Don't play tricks on me, or I won't spare you."

"Don't worry. We'll do it. We'll serve Dong Zhao well."

Do you mean

No, she doesn't believe Zhao Fang is such a person.

Just as song Wanning tried to find an excuse for Zhao Fang, the people coming not far away made song Wanning's eyes red.

She doesn't know why her eyes are red and her heart is sad.

Song Wanning stepped back and ran back to the room.

When passing by Zhao Fang, Zhao Fang reached out to catch song Wanning, but song Wanning dodged.

Song Wanning ran back to the room and cried. When he closed the door, the door was pushed from the outside. The man's vigorous posture directly crossed the door and sewed into the room.

"Wanning, listen to me." He didn't know why he was so anxious to explain to song Wanning. He was afraid that song Wanning would misunderstand him.

Song Wanning pushed Zhao Fang away. "What my aunt said is true. You have other women outside. Only I believe you foolishly. How can you disappoint me?"

Song Wanning opened the door, "I don't want to live with people like you, never!"

Zhao Fang grabbed song Wanning's arm and pulled the man aside to lock the door.

"You are a liar, a liar..."

That liar made Zhao Fang feel bad. In order to stop hearing song Wanning's bad comments on him, he subconsciously sealed song Wanning's lips.

Song Wanning pushes Zhao Fang away. When pulling, song Wanning's shoulder is pressed on the door by Zhao Fang and can't move.

Song Wanning pushed Zhao Fang away, his eyes red and full of disappointment.

Zhao Fang leaned against song Wanning's ear and told her her his difficulties, "I just went to save you..."

A word made song Wanning gradually calm down and understand what those women came for.

Song Wanning didn't struggle and resist. In addition to being shocked, the eyes he looked at Zhao Fang were distressed and concerned.

Zhao Fang clenched his fist to calm himself down.

"There's really no way?"

"Yes."

Song Wanning bit his lip, looked at Zhao Fang and stood up, looking at him a little away from himself.

When Zhao Fang was about to stand straight, song Wanning suddenly stood on tiptoe, put his arms around his neck and took the initiative to stick himself into his arms.

"Wanning, what are you doing?"

"If I have to, I'd rather it was me."

"Nonsense!" How can I!

Pad your toes, lean against Zhao Fang's ear and tell Zhao Fang some secrets that usually only appear in dreams, "in my life, you have long become the type of object I like. I don't want you to be with other women. If you have to, I'd rather that person be me."

"Do you know what you're talking about..." maybe he restricted song Wanning's freedom too much, so that song Wanning didn't have much contact with the opposite sex from small to large, which led to song Wanning's misunderstanding of his feelings.

Song Wanning turned back and touched Zhao Fang's heart. "If you divorce your aunt, Wanning wants to be with you. You accompany me from childhood and I accompany you to grow old together, okay?"

"Wan Ning, stop talking nonsense. I'm so much older than you. We're not suitable..." maybe he shouldn't have confused his generation first, kissed song Wanning and gave song Wanning some hope.

"If you don't want Wanning, Wanning will marry the fool my grandmother found for me." Over the past ten years, Zhao Fang has given her care, care and love, as well as Zhao Fang's excellence and charm. She has long been deeply attracted to her because she knows that he is with his aunt, so she can't think about it, but she still takes Zhao Fang as the standard for finding a boyfriend.

He can't let song Wanning marry that fool!

Zhao Fang's eyes looked at Song Wanning's gentle eyes.

The frowned eyebrows slowly loosened as the eyes warmed up, and the falling hands hugged song Wanning's waist.

Song Wanning stood on tiptoe and took the initiative to kiss Zhao Fang's lip flap.

This time, instead of pushing song Wanning away, Zhao Fang let song Wanning kiss him. He thought he could refuse, but he didn't expect to have any resistance. He let song Wanning's gentleness devour his reason.

Song Wanning is simple, lovely and kind, which song Jiali doesn't have, and it's also rare around him. In addition, song Wanning was brought up by him, and he was reluctant to take the people he worked hard to bring up to go with other men. Therefore, after Song Wanning said that, Zhao Fang didn't refuse again.

Zhang Hai waited outside the door for a long time and didn't see Zhao Fang. He went to find Zhao Fang along the road. When passing by the door of song Wanning's room, Zhang Hai heard some voices.

Because he was worried about song Wanning's safety, Zhang Hai went to the door and was about to raise his hand to knock on the door. He clearly heard the voice from inside. The female voice was Miss Song's, while the male seemed to

In a few seconds, Zhang Hai understood what was going on.

Maybe it's not necessarily a matter of time.

……

The next morning.

The cool wind in the morning blew into the window. Mai Mai, who woke up from his dream, looked out of the window, and then was stunned a few times.

Raise your hand and touch your lips.

Did you dream?

Why is the picture of kissing with my little brother so real.

"Knock knock -"

"Madam, this is the housekeeper. Are you up?"

"Yes, what's up?"

"Master Lu asked me to prepare breakfast and bring it in."

"Come in."

Maimai sits up from the bed, and the housekeeper comes in with someone pushing the dining car.

Looking around, I didn't see Lu Xichen. "Where's Master Lu?"

"Young Master Lu went out early in the morning and said it was Saturday to play with his brother."

"Well..." Maimai hesitated and asked the housekeeper, "did Master Lu come to my room last night?"

"Something, let me open the door?"

"No, you go down."

"Yes."

After the housekeeper left, Maimai fell back into bed, curled up and buried his head in the quilt.

Closing your eyes is the picture of Lu Xichen kissing her last night.

His hand also inadvertently touched his lips and touched the place where Lu Xichen kissed last night.

Thinking of that picture, Maimai's cheeks turned red unconsciously and pressed his face slightly into the quilt.

"I'm so ashamed..." she thought she had a dream last night. She took the initiative to respond to her little brother's kiss and held his neck.

At this time, the golf course on the other side.

Lu Xichen, Bei Junyu and an Ziran play in a row of three.

"Brother Bei, why are you free to ask us out today?" Before beijunyu finished, an Ziran said, "is it to relax after the exam? In that case, do something else this afternoon, hi Pi? "

"I seem to like a female classmate."

Beijunyu's calm words made Lu Xichen and an Ziran stop their clubs.

An Ziran was so excited that he kicked the white ball and walked quickly to Beijun Yu, "brother Bei, tell me who it is?" When asked this sentence, an Ziran already had the expected answer.

"Mai Xuemei of Shang er."

This sentence directly made Lu Xichen play an empty ball. After pausing for a while, he took back the club, adjusted the gesture of holding the club and played again. "You didn't tell me yesterday to raise your hand. How should you like it now?"

An Ziran guessed the answer. He was too excited to speak, and his mouth was wide open.

"I'm not sure. It took me a night to confirm." Beijunyu hit a ball hard.

I don't know if I'm in a good mood. I played very well today.

"Pa pa -" a clapping applause broke out.

Beijun Yu and an Ziran both raised their heads and saw Lu Jiyan coming.

"Hello, Mr. Lu." Beijunyu nodded slightly to Lu Jiyan.

An Ziran's mouth was sweet. He was polite to everyone. He waved to Lu Jiyan, "Uncle Lu is good."

"Hello."

Lu Xichen took the club and turned to look at Lu Jiyan.

"Oh, this is Mr. Lu's son. He looks so handsome." Following Lu Jiyan, Lu Xichen smiled and praised him.

"Let me introduce you to my son, Lu Xichen." After Lu Jiyan's introduction, he introduced Lu Xichen, "Xichen, these are some old friends of Daddy."

"Now it's not called little childe, but little boss." One of the men, who looked older, stepped forward and said, "young boss, I saw you when you were a child. You were only three or four years old and socialized with Mr. Lu."

"I remember that time you invited me to French fries." Lu Xichen smiled and said that his memory was very good. He remembered a lot of things from small to large.

"Hahaha, yes."

Lu Jiyan waved, "Xichen's playing skills are good. Let's go and have a look."

"OK."

Several people sat in the rest area three meters away to watch.

Lu Xichen glanced at Lu Jiyan and muttered in his heart.

Come early or late, but this time!

Suddenly understand, uncle Cheng's so-called, "former love enemies, enemies in this life, father and son." What does that mean.

Beijunyu and an Ziran continue to play.

Lu Xichen bent over to tidy up the ball. There was a voice from Bei Junyu: "Xichen, I want to ask you for a favor."

"What?" Why does Lu Xichen have a bad feeling.

"I want to chase her, but I don't know her mind. I'm afraid I can't even make friends after being rejected."

"..." for a moment, I felt that Bei Junyu was a little careful.

He and Bei Junyu are good brothers. Is there cheating between good brothers? Yesterday, Bei Junyu said he didn't like Mai Mai, but today he told him he liked it?

Maybe it involves Mai Mai, so Lu Xichen is very dissatisfied that Bei Junyu didn't tell him the truth from the beginning.

"Xi Chen, I want you to write a letter for me and borrow your handwriting?"

Lu Xichen could feel that Lu Jiyan heard this sentence, but also looked at him and waited for him to make a statement.

Hold the club tightly. According to the position, the track should be the ball flying to the front. At this time, because Lu Xichen deviated from the position, he flew directly at the ball not far from Bei Junyu.

Hit beijunyu's ball in front of the hole, and then the ball rolled down the hole.

"Pa pa -" there was warm applause behind him.

"Few owners have good technology."

"It's Mr. Lu's son. Like father, like son."

Lu Xichen held the club and said, "I'm flattered."

Turning around and looking at Bei Junyu, the corners of his lips slightly raised a smile. When he spoke, his voice was very light, like deliberately avoiding Ji Yan, "junzi, with all due respect, you are not suitable."