flashy wedding

Chapter 92 This Man Is Domineering (3)
Lu Jixiang choked for a while, and couldn't recover for a long time.

Mother Lu froze for a moment, then shook her head, and said in embarrassment: "You young people's thoughts are unbelievable!"

Song Jincheng smiled slightly, picked up the girl in his arms, and started to walk out.

Lu Jixiang came back to his senses, struggled hard, and even scratched him with his hands.

But what was even more strange was that Song Jincheng didn't fight back.

Just when Lu Jixiang couldn't figure it out, Mother Song's stern voice came: "Jixiang, what are you doing!"

Lu Jixiang quickly retracted his little paw, not daring to act rashly again.

Song Jincheng glanced at her and smiled meaningfully.

Lu's father and Lu's mother personally delivered the person to the door. Before leaving, Song Jincheng handed over a bank card.

Mother Lu knew it well, she quickly reached out to take it, and said: "My Jixiang is a little ignorant, you have to take care of it in the future!"

"Naturally!" Song Jincheng nodded.

Beside, Lu's father said: "It's very late now, Xiao Song, be careful when driving later!"

"okay, I get it!"

Song Jincheng nodded and said with a smile: "Dad, Mom, you should go to bed early, we are leaving!"

Tonight, the man's performance has always been very good, it can be called flawless!
At least, in the eyes of Lu's father and Lu's mother, he is a good son-in-law!

There is a well-known idiom called 'Settle Accounts After Autumn'!
On the way home with Song Jincheng, Lu Jixiang sat silently in the passenger seat, she didn't speak, her head almost dropped to her chest.

Song Jincheng seemed very laid back, he focused on driving the car, and when he encountered a red light, he would turn his head to look at the little girl beside him.

Every time he saw her timid look, he couldn't help laughing.

"Auspicious!" he said slowly.

"To!"

Lu Jixiang raised his head almost reflexively, and his movements were exaggerated.

Song Jincheng smiled, and said in a neutral voice, "So in your heart, I am actually a wolf!"

'puff--'

Lu Jixiang was almost choked to death by her own saliva, she quickly waved her hands, and explained aloud: "No, Professor Song, you misunderstood, I didn't say you are a wolf!"

"Did I misunderstand?" Song Jincheng looked at the road ahead and asked, "Is it true that I misunderstood?"

"You really misunderstood!" Lu Jixiang nodded heavily, and said repeatedly: "Recently, because I read too many fairy tales, when my mother asked me a question, my mind suddenly twitched. , so I blurted out a big bad wolf! In fact, in my heart, your status is very lofty, as high as the Himalayas!"

Song Jincheng just laughed, and said in a calm voice, "If I remember correctly, this question about reading fairy tales is my answer, right?"

Lu Jixiang sighed, and said, "So, sometimes the memory is too good, but it's a bad thing!"

"..."

"Professor Song, even if you are a wolf, I'm just a little monkey at best, so I still can't beat you!" Lu Jixiang smiled obsequiously, flattering his ass like a dog.

Song Jincheng shook his head, quite helplessly: "Lu Jixiang, your nonsense skills are getting better and better!"

When Lu Jixiang heard this, he immediately patted his chest and said, "Because I always firmly believe that you can wear thousands of clothes, only flattery doesn't wear it!"

"..."

After returning home, Lu Jixiang first ran to the refrigerator, took out two apples from inside, washed them herself, and held them in front of the man as if offering treasures.

Song Jincheng waved his hand, indicating that he doesn't want to eat now.

Seeing this, Lu Jixiang reluctantly ate two apples at the same time.

The man's reaction was astonishing.

"You didn't have dinner?"

"Eat it!" Lu Jixiang wiped his mouth and said, "I'm having supper now!"

Hearing this, the man couldn't help sighing: "It's not good to eat too much at night, it will affect your sleep!"

"Who said that?" The girl raised her eyebrows and replied, "If you don't have enough to eat, your sleep will be affected!"

So, Song Jincheng stopped talking, and went straight into the study, and after a few minutes, he came out again with something in his hand.

Lu Jixiang didn't notice that her eyes had long been attracted by the variety shows on TV.

The man came over, put the things on the coffee table, and said, "Auspicious!"

"Ok?"

Lu Jixiang responded, glanced at something on the coffee table, and then looked back at the TV in front of him.

But in less than two seconds, she suddenly fell back onto the coffee table again, her eyes widened.

If her eyes didn't have hallucinations, wouldn't the thing on the coffee table be the same model as the notebook she bought during the day?
"For you!"

Song Jincheng's faint voice came.

Lu Jixiang almost jumped up from the sofa in surprise, she said in disbelief: "You actually bought another one?"

Song Jincheng frowned slightly, and just said: "I remember you bought white, but this one is pink, do you like it?"

"pink?"

Hearing this, Lu Jixiang quickly squatted down, and after removing the outer packaging, a pink notebook quickly appeared in front of her eyes.

She exclaimed: "Wow, this is a limited edition, and the price must be several times higher!"

Song Jincheng didn't answer her words, but said: "Go and return that white one another day, and then return the money to your brother!"

"Good good!"

Lu Jixiang kept nodding her head, she kept flipping through the limited edition in her hand, feeling a little overjoyed.

Then, she said very sincerely: "Thank you, Professor Song!"

Well, she definitely meant what she said!
Song Jincheng bent down, touched Lu Jixiang's little head, and said judoly: "In the future, you are not allowed to quarrel with me over these things, and you are not allowed to go back to your mother's house casually, do you understand?"

Lu Jixiang was squatting in the gap between the coffee table and the sofa, holding a notebook in his arms, his whole body was a small ball, and it was rare that he no longer had the look of barking his teeth and claws.

"Good good!"

She continued to nod, repeatedly looking at the notebook in her hand.

In fact, if she was willing to look up at this time, she would definitely see the tenderness in the man's eyes.

It's a pity that she only has this limited edition notebook in her eyes!
Immediately afterwards, a bank card was stuffed into her hand.

(End of this chapter)