The scumbag at the same table gave me a cub

The woman on the other end of the phone didn't ask any more questions, she just said to Ye Tingqing: "You are still young, you can only stay outside when you are eighteen."

Ye Tingqing had heard this a lot since he was a child, and Dao didn't think much about it. When he was about to bend down to tie his shoelaces, Song Hanqing had already done it for him before him.

The call didn't take long, and the call was over when the two walked all the way downstairs.

The two were walking side by side, and when they just left the unit, they ran into a person head-on. Both of them knew each other. It was Jin Fengchun who was helping them with tutoring in their class. Jin Fengchun didn't expect to meet the two of them. I don't know what to do with my expression.

Jin Fengchun nodded towards the two of them, and immediately entered the unit door. Ye Tingqing suddenly felt a sense of familiarity when he saw his hurried back. Shang's expression turned bad in an instant, "Do you want to chase after him and have a look?"

"That's no need, I've finished watching." Ye Tingqing subconsciously answered without thinking too much.

The air around suddenly dropped a few degrees because of his words, Ye Tingqing shrank his neck into the scarf, and went to hold Song Hanqing's hand, but was easily avoided by the other party. Ting Qing was taken aback for a moment, seeing that his face was not good, and then realized that this person was angry, so he said, "Why are you so jealous? I just took a few glances and you ignored me."

"What's so good about it?" Song Han said in a cool voice, "Not as tall or as handsome as me, and his chin is still bruised, so ugly."

"That's as exaggerated as you said, and others are not bad." Ye Tingqing was standing in the backlight just now, and he couldn't see very clearly.

Seeing that he was speaking for the other party, Song Han felt even more upset, so he stretched out his hand to pinch the back of Ye Tingqing's neck, but Ye Tingqing avoided him, and the two hugged again after arguing, "You loose Open, it's not good to be seen by others." Although it was late at this moment, there would still be passers-by from time to time.

"Are you scared?" Song Han lightly pinched his somewhat cold earlobe, and said, "It's impossible for us to keep sneaking around. I want to walk on the street with you in a fair manner."

"Do you agree?" Song Hanqing finally asked him again.

"We didn't do anything illegal, why should I be afraid?" Ye Tingqing said again: "Whether I agree or not depends on your performance."

Song Han lightly bent over and picked up his legs, Ye Tingqing subconsciously circled his neck, and asked him in a low voice, "What are you doing?"

Song Hanqing did not stop the movements in his hands, so he hugged him horizontally in his arms, and hugged him tightly, "The road is slippery, I will carry you." Recently, the cold snapped, and sooner or later he would go into the water Fog always looks moist on the ground.

Ye Tingqing felt that he was making a fuss, but realized after a few seconds that this person was trying to show off in front of him.

Ye Tingqing didn't ask the driver at home to pick him up, the two took a taxi and went back together, a small accident happened on the way, it was almost three o'clock in the morning when the two arrived home, Ye Tingqing was so sleepy that his eyes were blurred Unable to open his eyes, he leaned on Song Hanqing's shoulder and went upstairs, and when he was about to leave, he held her tightly, "Don't leave, it's so late."

Song Han was taken aback for a moment, then said, "Then I'll sleep in the next room."

"No, just sleep here." Ye Tingqing's voice became lower and lower: "You will be discovered by your aunt tomorrow if you sleep in, you just leave early tomorrow."

Song Hanqing found that the man fell asleep while talking, and smiled helplessly. It is unrealistic to ask him to get up and wash up now, so he had to go to the bathroom to warm a towel and come out to wipe Ye Tingqing's face and feet.

Changing his pajamas again, Song Hanqing felt that his back was soaked after working around in the winter, he rushed out of the shower, and as soon as he got into the bed, Ye Tingqing Unconsciously, it stuck to his chest, not only the whole face was stuck to his chest, but even the legs and feet were dishonestly turned into the bend of his legs.

Song Hanqing subconsciously wanted to stay away from him. The last time this person almost accidentally hurt him, he was still a little scared when he recalled it.

In the silent night, Song Hanqing's eyes were as big as copper bells. He lowered his eyes and glanced at Ye Tingqing who was sleeping soundly on his chest, and seriously thought about sharing the same bed again. The question comes.

Ye Tingqing sleeps so dishonestly, is it possible that he will sleep with his feet in his hands in the future?

The feet in the palm were so smooth and tender that Song Hanqing felt that he would be slipped off without any effort.

Song Han squatted lightly for nearly an hour, his upper and lower eyelids were fighting, and then locked Ye Tingqing's feet in the crook of his legs. He tried the strength to make sure that he would not make the other party uncomfortable, and then he was satisfied. fell asleep.

With a delicate body in his arms, Song Hanqing was a little distracted all night. He was awakened by the movement downstairs in a daze. He squeezed the center of his brows, and when he looked at the time, he found that it was past ten o'clock.

Some drowsy head suddenly woke up a lot, and the sound downstairs became weaker and weaker. When Song Hanqing was about to wash up in the bathroom, he vaguely heard the sound of someone going upstairs, and he immediately panicked , turning over and sitting up, suddenly woke up Ye Tingqing who was still in deep sleep, the latter was still a little confused, and his voice was a little muffled, and asked him, "What are you doing, I'm so sleepy."

Song Han made a slight fuzz, and immediately stretched out his hand to cover his mouth. Just as Ye Tingqing's eyes widened and accused him, there were several knocks on the door, which made Ye Tingqing's heart tremble. Started to get nervous.

"What should I do?" Ye Ting said quietly, her voice trembling.

Song Han lightly rolled over and got out of bed, and headed towards the balcony without bothering to pick up his clothes.

At this time, Tang Min's voice came from the door, "Are you up? It's almost noon."

Ye Tingqing quickly glanced towards the balcony, and then endured the chaotic heartbeat and replied: "Get up, let's go downstairs."

Fortunately, Tang Min is a very private person, and never enters and exits Ye Tingqing's room casually, but this time her behavior is something that Ye Tingqing did not expect at all. He just dragged Song Hanqing from the guardrail When he got down, the other party entered his bedroom without saying a word. When his eyes met, he was holding hands with Song Han lightly.

Subconsciously, Ye Tingqing shook off Song Hanqing's hand, before Tang Min asked a question, he took the lead in defending, "Yesterday my classmate sent me home, it was too late so I stayed at home. "

Tang Min looked at him and smiled, and then turned his attention to Song Hanqing. The latter didn't know how to react when he was caught on the spot. It took a few seconds for him to come back to his senses, and he stuttered. One voice: "Ah, Auntie."

Tang Min also belongs to the age of late marriage, getting married in her thirties, and some Ye Tingqing at 35. Tang Min's clothing factory operates not only clothing design and clothing processing, but also high-end clothing projects. The whole brand is youthful and fashionable. The target audience for the route is women aged 30 to [-], so she benefits from maintenance, and it doesn't look like she is in her fifties at all.

With her capable hairstyle and high-end clothing, she exudes the unique temperament of a mature woman.

Seeing that she didn't respond lightly, Song Han wondered in his heart whether he should call sister again.

Ye Tingqing, who was on the side, saw that the scene was a little awkward, so he broke the too quiet scene with a smile, and said, "Mom, you don't go to work today? Why are you here when you are free?"

Tang Min looked back and forth between the two before returning to him, "Your father called me before he left the country, and asked me to care about you recently."

I don't know if it's because of a guilty conscience, but Ye Tingqing always felt that there was something in her words, so he said: "I originally planned to take some time to visit you, but now it's convenient."

During the parent-child time between the two mothers and children, Song Hanqing felt that it was inconvenient for him to be an outsider, so he proposed to leave. Ye Ting Qingdao wished that he would leave immediately, because he was afraid that his mother would notice something, but he didn't. Thinking that Tang Min would try to persuade him to stay, "Xiao Ye brought her classmates back for the first time, so let's have dinner at home. I have asked my aunt to prepare it."

Song Hanqing subconsciously went to look at Ye Tingqing, but Tang Min said: "Look at what he is doing, I decide to let you stay, his opinion is not important." Ye Tingqing winked at Song Han lightly, Tang Min Min could see it completely.

Although Lao Ye spoke vaguely when he called her, it also made her smell something unusual, and the high-end brand she founded often cooperates with some brands in the fashion circle, and the contact area is wider than ordinary people. She has seen all the crowds, and her eyesight is naturally stronger than that of ordinary people after seeing many people.

The phone call last night made her aware that something was wrong, so she rushed over early in the morning, but she didn't want to hear her aunt say that Xiaoye brought a classmate back in the early hours of last night when she first arrived downstairs.

This phenomenon inevitably made her think a little too much.

The lunch was well prepared, and it was almost time for the New Year's Eve dinner. At the dinner table, Tang Min brought food for the two of them from time to time. Let alone Ye Tingqing, who was his own son, and Song Hanqing, an outsider, was a little flattered. Ting Qing knew his mother too well. In his knowledge, the other party had never been so kind to that junior.

When he was young, Tang Min went on a three-month business trip. When he came back, he almost didn't remember having a son like him. He even asked his father, whose family this kid was from.

From elementary school to junior high school, Ye Tingqing often felt that he was not his parent and child, and always felt that he was adopted.

Later, as he grew older, he gradually understood that Tang Min didn't like children, and he was only born to reassure his parents.

Compared with Song Hanqing's good mood, Ye Tingqing's meal was a bit unpleasant. After the meal, taking advantage of Tang Min's spare time to go to the bathroom, Ye Tingqing quietly moved towards Song Hanqing Said: "The meal is eaten, and you can leave almost."

Song Han glanced at the direction of the bathroom, and said, "Auntie told me to have dinner before leaving."

Ye Tingqing was taken aback, and asked him, "When did you say it, why don't I know."

"Just now when you went upstairs to get your phone."

Ye Tingqing panicked for a while, why does it feel that something is wrong!

This must be too enthusiastic!

Just when he was in a daze, Tang Min walked over from a distance, and seeing the intimate appearance of the two of them together, he asked, "What are you two whispering? I'll listen to you when you say it."