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Chapter 617 You Think I'm Old

Song Chengyi sighed: "Lingning, do you think I'm old?"

Wanning burst out laughing: "No, no, there is no!"

"What you said just now is 25, and in two years, I will be 27!"

A big man of 1.85 meters, with this slightly aggrieved expression, Wan Ning felt that he was cute no matter how he looked at it: "Okay, I don't mean that. I don't dislike your age, height, weight, work, family, etc., everything about you, and I like it very much, that's enough!"

Song Chengyi had no expression on his face: "Not enough!"

"Not enough? What else should I do?"

Song Chengyi approached her: "I will do whatever I say tonight! Also, don't worry, mom, the family is busy this year, and next year, my elder brother's child is still young. If we are one or two years later, she will not have any objection!"

Mu Wanning had nothing to say. Only Song Chengyi could combine muddy words and righteous things so without any sense of incongruity!

On Sunday, a new batch of soaps from the night lemon were formed, and in the morning, everyone helped pack them at home.

Wanning customized a small glass cabinet next to the cashier, which is used as a display cabinet for soap and rose dew.

Song Chengyi went out in the morning and said that there was something wrong, Wan Ning would not ask too much, just pretending that what he didn't tell him was all about the army.

The Gu family bought a building on the main street, with two magnificent small buildings on the front yard to make silver buildings, and the simple yard behind is the home of the Gu family and his son.

When Song Chengyi came, the young man knew him. He said he wanted to find Gu Qingshan, so the young man took him to the backyard directly.

"Shopkeeper, someone is looking for it!" The young man yelled at the top of his throat when he entered the backyard.

Gu Qingshan shouted in a angrily voice: "What are you yelling, what are you yelling? If someone comes, you won't be welcome? What do I want you to do?"

He was hiding in the house to make jewelry seriously. When the guy yelled, his hands shook and he had to melt and make it again. He was so angry that he rushed out and wanted to grab the guy and twist his ears.

The young man knew his temper very well. He heard the footsteps and shrugged at Song Chengyi and pursed his lips: "The shopkeeper is out, tell him yourself, I'll go out to do things first." Then he turned around and ran away.

Gu Qingshan came out with anger and saw that Song Chengyi in the yard changed his face faster than anything else. He immediately smiled: "Boy Song Er, why is it you? I just said, why is Dongzi so brave? He dares to bring people to the backyard. Come in and sit in quickly."

The main hall of the Gu family was empty, and Song Chengyi casually found a chair to sit down.

Gu Qingshan wanted to pour a cup of tea for the guest, but there was no drop of cold water in the teapot. He smiled awkwardly: "Haha, only my father and I are at home and there is no boiling water or anything. Do you drink water? Why don't I go to the front yard to get you a pot of tea?" In his perception, Song Chengyi already belonged to his own people and didn't need to be polite.

Song Chengyi is really not thirsty. His wife likes to call him to do the most: drink water!

I have to drink it when I wake up in the morning and when I go out, the first thing I do when I go home is to pour water for him to drink: "No."

Gu Qingshan laughed happily and said, "Then you sit for a while, I'll go over and turn off the fire before coming over."

Song Chengyi nodded: "You are busy first!"

Soon, Gu Qingshan came back and had already taken out his apron: "Boy Song Er, come to see me today, but what's wrong?"
Chapter completed!
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