pet addiction

Chapter 194 Building a Golden House in Jiangxi (2)
However, Song Ci fell on deaf ears.

Special Assistant Qin stopped: "I understand, I will help you make room for your itinerary today." After saluting, he opened the door.

A beautiful face came in and suddenly enlarged, Qin Jiang staggered suddenly.

"Xiaoci, no matter how much money your wife has, she can't be defeated like this."

A woman is three points enchanting, seven points charming, and a smile can seduce people's hearts and souls.

The members of the Song family are really all goblins, just looking at their appearance, they are simply terrible.Qin Jiang stabilized his mind and stood upright: "Miss San."

This one is Song Yingrong, the eldest son of the Song family, and the youngest Song, the youngest of the three Jiangbei provinces, who is only twenty-five years old.

Song Yingrong patted Qin Jiang's shoulder with a smile: "Qin Jiang, why, you were abused by your boss again."

Sure enough, they are a family, and they know Boss Song's nature too well.

Qin Jiang saw the expressions of his relatives, and was about to vomit bitterness, when his back turned cold, Qin Jiang stopped, and stepped aside: "Song Shaomingjian, I didn't invite you here." At most, he reported to Ruan Jiangxi's house The address, phone number, etc., he dares to guarantee that other unhealthy trends are caused by Tang Shao.

Song Ci led Ruan Jiangxi out of the kitchen, as if declaring sovereignty.

The first thing Song Laosan noticed was the fluffy meat dumpling at Ruan Jiangxi's feet. This meat dumpling was overflowing with the brilliance of Song Laosan's rare maternal love, and his eyes were very kind: "Oh, what a beautiful puppy, What's its name?" He said, ignoring Fatty Song's struggle, and pulled him into his arms to caress him.

Ruan Jiangxi replied: "Song Ci."

Song Yingrong followed Pang Song's body of white hair, the meat was too heavy, she changed her arms to hold her: "Who asked him, I will ask him."

Probably, in this world, only the youngest of the Song family dared to give Song Ci such a look, and his status was inferior to Song Fatty.

Ruan Jiangxi was very friendly towards this uninvited beauty, and replied, "It's also called Song Ci." In order to confirm her words, Miss Ruan called out, "Song Ci."

Young Master Song kept a cold face and didn't respond.

The dog in Song Yingrong's arms waved its fat paw at Ruan Jiangxi: "Wow, woof!"

Song Yingrong was stunned for a moment, then laughed out loud, making the flowers tremble wildly.

"Go away when you're done laughing."

Song Ci's eyes were frozen.

Song Yingrong wiped away the tears from laughing, straightened his clothes, tucked the corners of his mouth to three points, and put on a look of elder love: "No wonder I look at it kindly, it turns out to be a family." Staring at Fatty Song, it was obvious that he was fat Unable to find any irrelevant faces, Song Yingrong was full of emotion, "Looking at it so closely, it resembles my family's Xiaoci when he was a child.

Although Song Ci and Song Yingrong are separated by a generation, they are about the same age, but Song Yingrong always likes to put on a parental posture like this, pretending to be old by holding on to their seniority!
"Song Lao San." The end of the sentence was drawn out, the tone was deep and slow, hidden but not spoken, angry but not powerful.

Song Ci, annoyed.

Song Yingrong waved his hands, with a stern face, with a tone of relying on the old and selling the old: "What is Song Laosan, no matter how old or young, she is called aunt."

It was tears when she said it, and she was clearly her aunt and nephew. In the past 25 years, Song Ci has never called her aunt. This has always been Song Yingrong's heart trouble.

"go out."

Song Ci was impatient and chased away the guests directly, but Ruan Jiangxi tugged at his sleeves, shook his head, turned his head and nodded to Song Yingrong, and his etiquette was very polite, neither close nor distant, just the right distance.

(End of this chapter)