God always wants to bend me

Before he could speak, the old man gave him a hard look.

Song Qizhao: ...

Boss Song felt that his grandfather's emotions were very confusing, and he often seemed to get angry and run away when he disagreed with him.

If it was Jiang Chen and Song Qizhao who were sitting there staring and sulking at the moment, he might have gone over to inquire or even comfort him a long time ago, but the old man sitting there now, Song Qizhao completely ignored the old man's black face, walked over and slapped the old man with a paralyzed face Say hello and get ready to go upstairs.

As soon as he walked up the stairs, the old man's voice came from behind him, "Song Qizhao, I'm hungry."

Song Qizhao frowned, turned around, stood where he was and said, "Grandpa, I won't buy you wontons tonight."

As soon as the old man heard it, he wanted to run away immediately. This one or two really didn't make him worry. It's fine that the little bastard in the game didn't respect him as an old man, and now his grandson didn't respect him either.

The old man waved to Song Qizhao tiredly, and said, "Hey, go up."

Song Qizhao turned around and went up two steps when he heard:

"Little cabbage, yellow in the ground, two or three years old, no mother."

After he climbed five steps:

"Old man, no one cares, seven or eighty years old, grandson is not filial."

When he was halfway up the steps:

"Hey, when my wife left, she took my grandson's hand and asked him to be filial to me for the rest of his life. Now that grandson really doesn't want to stay, everyone starts to despise me as a widowed old man. Hey, didn't we just go along with it back then? I went with my old lady, and now I am too old..."

"Grandpa, I was only two years old when grandma left." Before the old man finished speaking, he was interrupted by Song Qizhao who came back.

With a row of black lines on his forehead, Song Qizhao finally lost to the old man.

Seeing the figure of his eldest grandson, the old man cheered in his heart, but on the surface he said very flatly: "Yes, when your grandma left, she held your little fleshy hand and asked you to be filial to me."

Song Qizhao: ...

"If you don't believe me, you can call and ask your parents." The old man said again.

Song Qizhao was too lazy to talk nonsense with the old man, so he walked towards the door without saying anything.

The old man's eyes lit up, he looked at Song Qizhao and asked pretending to be puzzled: "Grand grandson, what are you going to do?"

Song Qizhao paused, looked back at the old man and said, "Buy small wontons."

"Oh..." The old man responded with a drawn out tone, and suddenly said when Song Qizhao was changing his shoes, "But I don't want to eat small wontons tonight."

Song Qizhao: ...

Seeing Song Qizhao's deflated look, the old man's unhappy mood finally improved a bit.

"Look, it's getting so dark now, I don't feel relieved to ask you to drive out, grandpa." The old man didn't dare to really make Song Qizhao angry, so he accepted it when he saw it, "You know how to cook, give it to me, grandpa." Just have a bowl of noodles."

After finishing speaking, before Song Qizhao could speak, the old man said again: "Give me another egg."

Song Qizhao: ...

When Song Qizhao was cooking for the old man in the kitchen, the old man was watching. This was the first time he saw Song Qizhao cooking, and his eyes were full of curiosity.

Although he was amazed by Song Qizhao's big table breakfast before, seeing Song Qizhao's skillful movements, the old man still couldn't stop sighing softly.

In his impression, his eldest grandson has always been aloof and somewhat inhumane, and now he cooks in the kitchen himself, the old man really finds it very inconceivable.

Song Qizhao kept a cold face the whole time, and the old man was thinking all the time.

Song Qizhao moved quickly, and a bowl of noodles would be ready within 15 minutes.

Satisfied, the old man ate the noodles made by his grandson himself, and said sincerely: "Qizhao, you see you are so virtuous and virtuous, grandpa, I am reluctant to marry you off."

These words successfully made Song Qizhao's already cold face turn cold again.

When Song Qizhao got rid of the old man and returned to the bedroom, he realized that he had missed Jiang Chen's call.

He stared at the five missed calls from 10 minutes ago on his phone, and really regretted talking to the old man below.

Song Qizhao broadcasted the call, but this time he didn't know what was going on with Jiang Chen. No one answered the phone for a minute. Song Qizhao played it again, but there was still no one. was picked up.

Before Song Qizhao opened his mouth, Jiang Chen hurriedly said: "Hey, boss, I was taking a shower just now, and I didn't hear the phone ringing."

Jiang Chen was so tired after sitting in the car all afternoon, he immediately fell asleep when he came to the hotel, he was also in a daze when he answered the phone call from Song Qizhao before, and he quickly called Song Qizhao back after waking up come over.It's just that at that time Song Qizhao was down below giving the old man some noodles, Jiang Chen went to take a shower before Song Qizhao waited, and now he just came out of the shower when he heard the phone ringing.

Hearing that Jiang Xiaochen was taking a bath, Boss Song's mind froze in an instant. He knew how white Jiang Chen's skin was, and also knew how beautiful Jiang Chen's figure was.

Boss Song thought about it, feeling a little out of control.

Jiang Chen was still waiting for Song Qizhao's reply, but he didn't hear Song Qizhao's voice after waiting for more than a minute.

Jiang Chen, who didn't hear his boss's reply, was a little nervous. With a strange brain circuit, a scene of a bloody romance drama suddenly appeared in his mind: Song Qizhao was taking a bath in the bathroom, and there was a girl on his bed. At this moment, he might answer the phone It wasn't Song Qizhao, but this girl.

Swallowing his saliva, Jiang Chen asked suspiciously and cautiously: "Hey, boss, is that you?" After asking, Jiang Chen's heart almost rose to his throat.

He was really afraid of hearing a whiny female voice say "Qi Zhao is taking a shower in the bathroom".

Fortunately, Song Qizhao's voice quickly came from the phone, "Sorry, something happened just now.

Song Qizhao was a little helpless, he looked at a certain part of his lower body and sighed secretly, just thinking about Jiang Chen's naked appearance, he was already a little hard...

Jiang Chen heaved a sigh of relief in his heart, but at the same time he couldn't help but want to make a fool of himself. Although he is not by Song Qizhao's side now, the big thing of flirting cannot be left behind.

Jiang Chen walked into the bathroom while talking with Song Qizhao, looked at his own image in the bathroom mirror, and lay down on the bed after coming out.

Song Qizhao thought of hanging up the phone to solve his own problems after hearing Jiang Chen finished talking about today's itinerary, but before he could speak, he heard Jiang Chen say: "Boss, let's have a video call."