Chapter 180 Shen Wan is Pretty Pretty
When Song Jinyu and Shen Wang returned home, her small courtyard was side by side with his, shrouded in a faint shadow.

It was even darker inside the window.

"My parents haven't come back yet," Song Jinyu couldn't help complaining, and entered the door by herself, "Shen Wang, I'm going in."

"Well, see you tomorrow."

"See you tomorrow."

The two went back to their respective homes, opened the doors and turned on the lights almost at the same time, even the lights on the second floor were turned on almost at the same time.

Song Jinyu pushed the door open and entered the bedroom, took off the small bag she was carrying, threw it on the desk, and slumped into the swivel chair.

She quickly sat down with the swivel chair, took out her mobile phone, dialed a number, turned on the power amplifier, then stood up and took down the storage box and notebook on the bookcase.

Pocket account, imported vocabulary and culture, refers to a small book that can be carried with you, which can be used to arrange work, record travel, etc.

Song Jinyu used it as a diary.

"Hello?" Mother Song's voice came from the receiver.

"Mom, are you and Dad coming back soon?" She took out the pen knife and backing board, and opened the storage box.

Tape, stickers, after a quick glance, she took out two movie tickets from the small bag.

"Your father and I are on our way home. We will be home soon, in about ten minutes." Mother Song estimated.

"Do you need me to go to the supermarket to buy groceries?" Song Jinyu said feeling sorry for herself, "Or you guys have already eaten out after the date, and I need to arrange myself."

"...Your father and I will bring vegetables home." Mother Song said.

"Okay, then I'll wait for you to come back~"

After hanging up the phone, Song Jinyu took the phone and went upstairs to the study.

There is a printer in the study that parents need to install in the office. She has been taught the operation process. After printing out the photos of today's popcorn and coke, etc., she went back to the bedroom.

Song Jinyu only turned on a desk lamp.

While she was busy composing the collage, Song's father and Song's mother returned home.

The light from the desk lamp was bright, but not enough to illuminate the whole room, so from downstairs, there was only subtle light.

Father Song took the vegetables and closed the car door, looked at the lights on the second floor for a while, and couldn't help saying to Mother Song, "Xiaoyu, did I write my homework all afternoon at home...? Even the desk lamp is on."

So unreal.

"..." Mother Song looked back speechlessly, walked towards the house, and sighed: "My own daughter, don't I know?"

"It's not playing games, it's watching dramas."

"If you're really doing your homework, it's because the previous entertainment project just ended before we went home."

Papa Song laughed loudly.

So, chatting with Papa Song and walking into the house, Mama Song went upstairs in a good mood and knocked on Song Jinyu's door.

"mom."

When the door was pushed in from the outside, Song Jinyu put down the pen knife in his hand.

There are a pile of tapes, stickers, notebooks, and open storage boxes spread out on the desk. It is obvious that he is not reading a book.

"Make a handbook?" Song's mother put her hand on the doorknob and smiled in a good mood, and didn't come closer. "Hurry up and get it done. I'll cook with your father. Remember to go downstairs when you're done."

"Uh-huh."

"When I was downstairs just now, your father asked me very distressedly, did you spend the whole afternoon doing your homework at home?" Mother Song said with a smile.

Song Jinyu coughed guiltily, and told the truth: "I went to see the sci-fi movie released today with Shen Wang, and I just came back not long ago."

"How about that sci-fi movie, is it good?" Mother Song is more interested in movies.

Song Jinyu thought, Shen Wang is pretty good-looking.

(End of this chapter)

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