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"This way, this way!" Song Qingyue waved his hand, and looked at Lin Qingqian, who was wearing a hat and wearing a white sportswear and holding a mobile phone across the street, and shouted loudly.

Lin Qingqian walked and ran in front of the two of them in two swishing steps, and the child had a brain collapse, "I don't even know to send me a message, what are you playing?" There was a bit of scrutiny in her eyes , staring at the unnatural beads of sweat on Song Qingyue's temples.

When she knew where the two of them were, she felt a little bit more suspicious—it wasn't a famous scenic spot, or even a commercial area, but an industrial area.

What are you here for?

"Ah, that's right, take a stroll." Song Qingyue slid his throat up and down for a while, and said cautiously, "I've come here for a stroll."

Lin Qing raised her eyebrows, and after only hearing a few words, she understood that the child was ignoring her, but because she was in a good mood, she didn't intend to pursue it, so she took Song Qingyue's hand and clasped it in her palm, "Oh, so where are you going next?"

Wen Gui smiled and pointed to the tall buildings not far away, "It's quite close to the business district, but far away from the scenic spots. Why don't you just go shopping?"

"Come on!" Seeing that Lin Qingqian didn't plan to ask the bottom line, Song Qingyue became agitated all of a sudden, grabbed Lin Qingqian's hand and rushed forward yelling.

Lin Qingqian was probably in a really good mood, so she threw off her steps and followed her a few steps forward.

"Hey! Can you take care of the pregnant woman?" Wen Guixiao fell behind and shouted anxiously, his feet were unsteady and he staggered.

"Ahem, sorry." In the blink of an eye, she saw Song Qingyue flashing back, panting on his knees, reaching out to her, smiling brightly in the sun, "Come on."

Wen Gui smiled and put his hand into her palm in a daze, feeling Song Qingyue's wet palm.

Ahhhhhh, the pinnacle of life!

What kind of bicycle do fans need to achieve this level?

etc!Boss Kobayashi!

She looked towards Lin Qingqian in fear.

Lin Qingqian, who was freed by Song Qingyue, just stood there without moving.

Can't see face.

But something didn't feel right.

She shivered violently and wanted to withdraw her hand.

Lin Qingqian quietly looked at the two holding hands, her heart was actually peaceful.

Seeing Song Qingyue's brightly smiling face gradually retracted because of Wen Guixiao's warning eyes, and then became terrified, slowly turned her head, and looked at herself carefully, the corners of her lips slowly curled up, and finally she couldn't hold back anymore, and smiled Said, "What are you doing standing there, come here."

When the two came over, Lin Qing looked at Song Qingyue with a smile on his face. The kind smile on his face was a "nuclear" smile in the eyes of both of them.

"Lin...you are so proud!" The child's face was crumpled into a ball by Lin Qingqian, pinched back and forth, and the words in his mouth were pressed back.

"Let's go!" She took the backpack from Song Qingyue's back, put it on her right shoulder, looked at the two people standing stupidly, and raised her eyebrows, "Go and hail a taxi, and watch me do what."

"Lin Qingqian, aren't you jealous?"

"Why are you jealous?" Lin Qingqian scratched the soft flesh on her chin with her fingers, and looked at her with a smile, "Do I seem to be such a jealous person?"

Like.

Wen Gui answered silently with a smile in his heart.

"...Then you were still like that before." Song Qingyue muttered softly.

"What did you say?"

"It's okay, sister, let's go together and see what's delicious!" Song Qing walked a few steps faster, took Wen Guixiao's wrist, walked in front, glanced back at Lin Qingqian, then turned his head and muttered mumble.

Lin Qingqian laughed, carrying her bag on one shoulder, and walked behind calmly, looking at the chattering children.

It happened to be two or three o'clock in the afternoon, the sun was dazzling but not basking, and it shone warmly on the three of them, casting not too long shadows.

These are the good times that never come back.

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"Qingyue, tell me, do you want to take advantage of Boss Xiao Lin's good mood now and tell her about the autograph photo you gave me?" Wen Gui smiled and asked in a low voice.

"I think so too." Song Qingyue pursed his lips, but hesitated, "Let's talk about it when we go back."

Although Lin Qingqian is not a person who will make trouble, and there was no other reaction at the scene of "suspected jealousy" in the past few times, but this time it is different.

One of her birthday gifts, a signed photo witnessing their promise to accompany each other for a lifetime, was sent out by herself.

Song Qingyue covered his head and sighed, a little scared, but not regretful.

I hope Lin Qingqian won't explode in place.

"Let's talk about it when we go back, we'll talk about it when we go back." Song Qingyue imagined the scene that might happen, and ran forward a few steps weakly and helplessly.

Turning her head to peek at Lin Qingqian, Lin Qingqian smiled at herself.

No matter what, she felt that she was going to eat people.

Song Qingyue turned his head back.

When the taxi was stopped, the three of them looked at each other.

Wen Guixiao was in the spirit of not being a light bulb—even though she realized that she had been a light bulb for many days, she volunteered to raise her hand, "I'll sit in the front."

Before she finished speaking, Lin Qingqian pulled her back, opened the back door, let her sit in, and said in a gentle voice, "How can pregnant women sit in the front row?" She then stuffed Song Qingyue, who looked confused, into it, "Go and laugh at sister with you, or do you want to sit on my lap?"

Song Qingyue sat in the back seat and turned to look at Lin Qingqian.She closed the door and sat in the front seat by herself.

"Lin Qingqian." Song Qingyue sat upright, poked Lin Qingqian's waist from the back seat, with a serious face.

"what happened?"

"you are not normal."

Mr. Lin rolled his big eyes, and didn't intend to talk to this kid with some brain problems.

Song Qingyue leaned heavily on the backrest decadently, with a look of despair.

When something goes wrong, there must be a demon. Lin Qingqian's temperament suddenly changed, and there is only one possibility——

She was mad.

Uuuuuuuuuuuuuu Lin Qingqian had a tendency to do that (referring to the belt), but now she's going crazy again, isn't she going to end the game? !

"Relax," Wen Guixiao patted her on the shoulder in pain, and whispered, "If Boss Xiaolin loses his temper, just push it to me. Boss Xiaolin won't hurt me, a pregnant woman."

"Loyalty!" Song Qingyue also patted her on the shoulder with gratitude in his eyes, "But I won't do that."

"What are you mumbling about? You've been talking endlessly before." Lin Qing looked back at them in confusion, "Did you mention me?"

"It's okay!" The two said in unison.

The business district was still very lively, with people of all kinds flocking in an endless stream. Lin Qingqian and Song Qingyue obediently put on masks to cover most of their faces.

As usual, Song Qingyue was the playful one, looking left and right, running around with Wen Guixiao in his arms, very excited, after a while, Lin Qingqian fell behind.

"Lin Qingqian, look at this!" Song Qingyue ran up to Lin Qingqian holding a long chain, and showed it to her as if offering a treasure, "This is so beautiful!"

Lin Qingqian stared at the necklaces made of imitation animal tiger teeth, lost in thought about the child's aesthetic level.

"It's beautiful," she complained in her heart, and she encouraged Song Qingyue with a smile on her face. She reluctantly took out a wet towel and wiped the fine beads of sweat on the child's face, complaining in her mouth, "Slow down a little bit, hold him Running around with Xiaowen, you are full of energy, and she is still pregnant. It is fortunate that she has little reaction to pregnancy so she can let you toss around like this."

"Understood." Song Qingyue let Lin Qingqian fiddle with his face, looked at her, and whispered, "What do you think of Sister Smile?"

"It's pretty good." Lin Qing smiled lightly, "It's cute."

Song Qingyue:! ! !

Sound the tenth alarm!

Lin Qingqian was really crazy.

"It's pretty good," Lin Qingqian said, "Although he is a fan, he is not crazy. He has helped us a lot these days. He can be regarded as half a tour guide, and he is also very nice."

Song Qingyue said cautiously, "Then we have to give someone some tour guide fees anyway."

Lin Qingqian frowned slightly, and scratched her nose, "What do you want to say?"

"Go back and tell you." Song Qingyue looked at the shopping mall full of tourists, whispered, and ran away after getting Lin Qingqian's nod in agreement - still holding that strange chain in his hand .

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"It's a good harvest!" Song Qingyue looked at the bags in his hand happily, and fell on the bed to count them one by one, "This chain is for brother Luo Yong, he said a long time ago that he wants that kind of wild accessories .”

"It's not wildness, it's rural heavy metal style." Lin Qingqian looked at the chain brought back by Song Qingyue despite her strong persuasion, wanting to cry but not tears.

"This pen is given to Brother Xiao Liang, it suits him very well."

"I don't understand why I buy fountain pens here. If you look for the label, it might be made in China."

"Give this eagle feather duster to Sister Qisi, so that Ronaldinho will know that she is not a canary."

"I don't think this can be used with Chang Qisi's strength." After all, he is someone who can do more than ten somersaults in a row.

"This 'Golden Mountain' is for Sister Zhugong! This basin of 'Bamboo' is for Jinshan!" Song Qingyue held up two pots of living ornaments, looked left and right, very satisfied.

"...You are really well-intentioned."

A pillow fell over, "Lin Qingqian, why did you open your mouth!" Then a change of clothes and toiletries were thrown over, "Go take a shower!"

Lin Qingqian resigned silently.

Song Qingyue cleaned up the gifts he was going to bring to domestic friends, put them in the suitcase, and looked curiously at the things Lin Qingqian had packed.

I don't know what she bought, but Lin Qingqian didn't allow herself to look.

Song Qingyue stretched out his sinful hands towards the package, hesitated for a while, and then took it back.

Hmph, don't watch it if you don't read it, who cares.

She ran to the next door and knocked on the door, Wen Gui smiled and looked at her with half of her head exposed.

"I'm going." Song Qingyue said sadly.

"Mr. Song is here to take care of it." Wen Gui said nonsense lines with a smile, and patted her hand, "Come on!"

After the door closed, she took out the signed photo, looked at it herself again, and sighed, "Maybe you won't be mine later."

Between the couple, the sound insulation is of course excellent. She couldn't hear what happened on the other side at all, and the waiting was extremely anxious. About two hours later, the door suddenly rang.

She ran to open the door, Lin Qing smiled gently and stood at the door.

"Let's go in and talk."

The author has something to say: Xie Wenting & Xie Wengu: Protest!Why don't we have gifts!

Author: I don't know what to give away... You actually have some, you are among the [domestic friends] group

Lin Zhiyin: What about me?

Author: ... I forgot

Dalin showed a "nuclear" smile