My little puppy is sick

Chapter 250 You Are My Ex-Girlfriend 13
The food was served one after another. At this time, Song Heng knocked on the door and came in. Mother Song was annoyed by her unhurried movements.

Seeing that He Wan's expression didn't change, Mama Song breathed a sigh of relief, and said, "At this point, a lot of people get off work, and the traffic is very heavy on the road. Song Heng, hurry up and sit down. Your sister He Wan hasn't been with us for so long. We had dinner together, and finally came here, why don't you hurry up and say hello!"

Song Heng greeted He's father and He's mother, nodded with He Wan, and then sat in an empty seat.

On the other side of the round table, there was a vacuum seat not too close to everyone, and the air was awkward for a moment.

It was Song's father who smiled and said that the meal was ready, and the awkward atmosphere was less.

At the dinner table, the family members of the two families secretly asked Song Heng and He Wan to chat more, but both of them ate with their heads depressed, and only occasionally responded with a few polite words.

The parents' mouths hurt so much that the two of them had no communication at all.

They worked together to drive the two out after dinner and asked Song Heng to send He Wan home.

The two came together.

Speechless all the way.

Soon to be out the door of the hotel.

Only then did He Wan speak. Her voice was as gentle as water. When people heard this voice, they could imagine how gentle this girl is.

"Song Heng, our parents want to match us up, but neither of them should be interested in each other."

Song Heng hummed, He Wan's eyes curved, and his voice was as calm as water: "This is very good, but you really should come out instead of being stuck in the past."

"Thank you for your persuasion."

But he couldn't get out, and he didn't want to get out in his life.

Song Heng thought of the girl this afternoon again, and his temper was a little bit hot, but his temperament was very similar to the girl in his memory.

Song Heng was inevitably in a daze.

He Wan leaned over, leaned close to Song Heng and sniffed, and said, "You smell of perfume, have you seen a girl before you came here? That's good, at least Auntie Song won't worry about you anymore."

Song Heng took a few steps outside without speaking.

He Wan sighed softly, thinking to herself: What a boring gourd.

Song Heng went to and from school with her at a playful age when she was a child, and she couldn't speak a few words along the way.

He is still very good at chatting in front of boys, but he can't speak to girls, even all kinds of gentlemen.

Song Heng opened the car door. He originally wanted to open the co-pilot, but he paused and opened the rear door.

He Wan didn't know who she saw, her eyes lit up, and she said to He Zhao: "You don't need to see me off, someone is here to pick me up!"

He Wan ran a few steps over there, turned her head, and shouted at Song Heng: "Song Heng, girls are still very cute, get in touch with other girls more, I believe you can come out."

Song Heng looked at the direction she was leaving, and he saw He Wan running to a tall girl, the two embraced, and the girl fondled He Wan's hair.

Song Heng looked at them without any change in expression.

No wonder you are so old and not married yet.

Song Heng thought.

He closed the back door, walked around to the driver's door, and opened it.

The car started slowly.

Song Heng returned to Yulan Apartment, the house he bought outside.

He parked the car in the parking space, with the windows down and leaning his elbows against the windows.

With a snap, he lit a cigarette.

There was only one street lamp on the side of the road, and the scarlet fire was very obvious in the dark night. Song Heng put the cigarette in his mouth.

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Girls are very cute.

Suck, suck.

(End of this chapter)