He Is Warmer Than Time

The next day, on Wanding Road, Song Ran was standing at the end of the street wearing long-sleeved trousers, and a voluptuous woman with curly hair and exploding head in a big red floral dress came up in the distance.

As she approached, Song Ran stretched out her hand to stop her: "How much does Yao Xifeng give you for the sealing fee?"

He Juan shook his body and smiled at Song Ran with amorous feelings: "Who are you? What are you going to do?"

"I will double how much he gives you."

He Juan's eyes lit up...

Two days later, Shen Mengfang was tidying up the house early in the morning. Song Ran came down from the upper floor, leaning on the stairs, looking at the busy people below, and snorted contemptuously: "Is there any guest coming to this house? "

Shen Mengfang raised his eyes to look at her: "Oh...hehe, yes... there are guests coming, two guests are coming for dinner at noon, Xiao Ran, don't you know if you don't go out?"

Song Ran knowingly asked: "It's not my guest, why can't I go out?"

Shen Mengfang was anxious: "You girl, your sister works, you can't stay at home to greet guests?"

Song Ran touched the hair hanging on her chest and smiled: "Well, Aunt Shen has a point."

Shen Mengfang was taken aback, the little girl was so obedient, it made her feel frightened.

"Then... that... you go up and change your clothes, the shirt on you doesn't look good."

Song Ran deliberately turned out a set of real blue plaid shirts and black trousers from a few years ago. His long hair was not combed or washed, and he deliberately stayed for two all nights, and his popularity was terribly dark.

"Isn't this good?"

Shen Mengfang frowned: "Change to your yellow-bottomed and black-flowered dress with bow knots on the waist."

Song Ran: "Who are you? Why should I listen to you?"

Shen Mengfang suddenly became anxious: "Okay, I can't tell you to move you, I'll let your father call you for a while, OK, second lady?"

Song Ran snorted coldly, and as expected, after a while, Song Guoqing vaguely asked her to go upstairs and change into a nice dress. Song Ran felt like a mirror in his heart.

She entered the room'obediently', lay down on the bamboo chair, put her legs on her feet, and waited for the guests with peace of mind.

More than an hour later, Madam Wu's voice sounded outside the door: "Xiao Ran, the guest is here, and your dad told you to go downstairs."

Song Ran quickly ran to the dressing table, took a piece of powder, applied it to her lips, and took a look in the mirror. Well, her eyes were blue, her lips were white, she looked very sick and wrinkled. In your clothes, where do you look like a rich lady from a rich family?

Song Ran opened the door with satisfaction, and amidst Wu Ma's surprised look, he went downstairs safely.

The expressions of Song Guoqing and Shen Mengfang, oh, that's a wonderful one. Song Ran was happy in his heart. Shen Mengfang strode forward, took her hand, and said in a low voice: "Why didn't you change your clothes?"

Song Ran was innocent: "Oh, I went up and slept and forgot."

Shen Mengfang pushed and shoved to drive her up to the second floor: "You girl, you are not obedient."

Song Ran broke away from her hand, walked to the living room, smilingly said: "Who is this uncle? And who is this brother? I haven't seen it yet."

Shen Mengfang gritted his teeth, did the little hoof notice something? So deliberately acting against the yin?

Yao Xifeng, a dude boy, suddenly saw such a beauty who looked a little earthy, but could not hide her fresh and refined appearance, his eyes suddenly brightened.