President Daddy is super strong

Tang Jinglun repeatedly evaded the question of asking song Jiabao to come home for dinner. His mother stayed in his room and asked him to call song Jiabao.

No way, he can only take out his cell phone.

"Hello?" The phone is connected. There is a soft voice on the other end of the line.

Tang's mother was listening. Naturally, she heard it clearly, and she was very happy.

"Our family wants to invite you to dinner tomorrow. Do you have time?"

Is it mainly for the family?

I'm afraid her father doesn't allow her to come home.

"Ah, dinner?"

Song Jiabao was shocked. She was not prepared to meet his parents at all. She suddenly told her to go home for dinner. She was very frightened.

Tang mother saw this reaction, slightly frown frown, how, not willing to come?

Tang Jinglun's face is spoiled. "It's OK. Our family is very easy to get along with. You don't have to worry at all."

Although she said this, she was still a little timid and faltered, "I have to ask my parents first, I don't know if I can go."

"OK, you can ask first. When you say hello, tell me. It doesn't matter if you can't come."

Voice fell, be oneself mother mercilessly clapped on the arm for a while, what to call not to also have no relation?

On the other end of the phone, song Jiabao heard the sound of being hit, and immediately raised his ears, "what's the matter with you?"

"It's OK. I touched it accidentally."

Tang's mother was relieved to see that the little girl cared about him. At least she knew that she cared about him.

Winking at her son, she crept out of his room and left the space for both of them.

Tang Jinglun saw his mother go, and all kinds of sweet words came out. Song Jiabao's face was red and his neck was thick.

Tang's mother, who walked out of the room but didn't leave, kept eavesdropping on the door. When she heard her son's words, she couldn't believe her ears.

Is this her own son?

After listening for a long time, there was no sound behind, so I went downstairs.

I don't want to gossip with my husband and daughter after I go downstairs.

"You know, that kid can even talk about love!"

A family of three gathered together, one bigger than the other, as if listening to something incredible.

"Ma, is it true?"

Let alone her parents. Even Tang Jinglin is curious. What does her brother look like when he talks about love?

"It's true, of course. I can hear it clearly. This boy is really amazing." Tang mother sat down in the sofa and exclaimed.

Tang Fu slowly straightened his back, "what can I say, my son is not bad?"

Tang Mu gave him a cold look. "What does it have to do with you?"

Tang Fu straightened his chest again, and motioned to her with his eyes, as if to say: did you forget that I was red faced by him, and immediately stood up from the sofa, embarrassed: "I'm going to cook."

Tang Jinglin quickly ran upstairs to hear what his brother was saying to song Jiabao. She could make her mother so shocked.

When she ran up, the door of her brother's room just opened. The two men looked at each other, as if they were caught.

Tang Jinglun frowned, "what are you doing?"

"Don't get me wrong, brother. I'm just passing by."

"Your room is over there." It's just the opposite direction.

Tang Jinglin felt her nose awkwardly, and was so guilty that she said, "I went wrong ~"