"What is it?" YuTingChuan asked tone is very moderate.
Song Qingcheng can feel that he has nothing to hide from his heart. "Her remarried husband also has a daughter. In the past, the child was over one year old and once the nanny was too busy to let me hold the child first. She cleaned up the sofa in the living room. Later, when the elder in the family held the child, he found that the child had a bruise on his arm."
At this point, she didn’t continue to say.
She followed her remarried mother to the man’s house. After all, she is also a foreigner. Many simple things are easy to be complicated.
No matter how polite that family treats her, it will be different after all.
She didn’t tell Shen Che these things.
Including grandparents. At that time, Song Guan sent her back to hold her off. She told her grandparents that she didn’t adapt to life in the north. When Song Guan left, grandpa asked her again. She also said that she didn’t like living in that house.
Actually, she didn’t lie to grandpa because she really didn’t like Song Guan’s "new home"
Song Guan took her back to that home, saying that it was her sister’s child, but her sister died young and was born out of wedlock, leaving such a child at home, and her parents took it over and lived with her aunt.
Some days later, she realized that it was Song Guan’s husband’s idea to take her over.
I hope to raise my two daughters together.
However, the elders in the family are old-fashioned and don’t know that Song Guan had a marriage and children. Hiding this part of the situation can lie that she is Song Guan’s niece.
In that family, she can’t call Song Guan’s mother but her aunt.
Song Guan’s husband was called uncle by her.
Even though many years have passed, Song Qingcheng can’t remember those faces, but she still remembers that kind of life vividly, which is even more difficult than Lujia, because being in a lie woven by adults is like a puppet, and even at the very least, emotions and sorrows can’t be truly expressed.
It is also because of this experience that she is more aware that the second marriage will face difficulties.
Especially when one or both party have children.
Speaking, Yu Tingchuan took people into his arms, stroking her slender arms with his big hand as a kind of comfort and bowed his head and asked her, "Haven’t you contacted your mother again in these years?"
Song Qingcheng shook his head. "When I was ten years old, their family went abroad and began to talk, but it was not much. Most of the time, my grandmother answered the words. After my grandfather died, my grandmother and I came to Nancheng Union, which was completely broken."
To this, she is at peace.
I don’t have much resentment against this mother Song Guan as she grows up.
On that contrary, she has an attitude of understand her.
"Everyone will have their own life, even if she gave birth to me, she shouldn’t give up the life she wants." Song Qingcheng leaned against Yu Tingchuan’s arms and smelled his familiar taste slowly. "It can be said that she is selfish or unworthy to be a mother, but no one can deny her choice."
Hearing the girl’s open-minded words, Yu Tingchuan lit the cigarette ash into the ashtray. He hasn’t smoked twice. "Have you ever thought about finding her again?"
"I don’t want to tell the truth," Song Qingcheng said. "Do I have to find myself unhappy now?"
Then she looked up at Yu Tingchuan’s beautiful lights and facial features, and did not hide her feelings. "I have you enough, now or later."
Song whole sincere eyes Yutingchuan smiled very lightly and put her hair on her temples behind her ears. Her voice was thick and heavy. "I don’t know how true this is."
Song Qingcheng listened to the initiative to kiss his thin lips and left and asked, "Do you believe it?"
Look at her slightly lively YuTingChuan corners of the mouth hook up holding her ying ying unbearable waist bow her clavicle chest position bite is very common * * technique by him is a different charm.
Song Qingcheng’s cheeks are very hot. Put your hands on the man’s shoulders.
Being generous made her feel at ease.
When lying in bed, Song Qingcheng was guided by Yu Tingchuan and kissed him. There was a bone erosion taste as if tens of thousands of amperes had fled through the body.
Halfway through the song dynasty, the whole city remembered another thing: "I’m going back to Yu Rao in a few days."
"Do five or seven for your grandmother?" Yu tingchuan asked
Song Qingcheng didn’t expect that he also remembered to gently well and still grabbed his silk pajamas "should stay there for two days."
"Then go back on New Year’s Day."
"You also rest?" Song Qingcheng understood his meaning and wanted to accompany himself.
Yu Tingchuan touched her lower back. "Even if I don’t want to rest on a national holiday, employees have to have a holiday." He said that his line is lower and he has a charming magnetism. "Baby sits up by himself."
Song Qingcheng’s ears were red, I don’t know if it was because of that name or the second half of the sentence. He gave him a gentle command and resisted in the same way. Finally, he chose to cooperate …
-digression–
After reading this picture, everyone should have nightmares about Bai Qingcheng. What will link Song Guan and Mu Guyue …
That’s right. That’s it
Don’t turn from the first round!
☆, Chapter 232 can’t hit you! (Some people are ashamed and open-minded)
The next day, the whole Song Dynasty didn’t have leisure at home and Shen Che went to the mall to buy a mobile phone.
Shen Che has a desktop, but she didn’t have a brain for reading. The nearest hand was Yu Tingchuan’s room. After a little consideration, she decided to buy a new notebook herself.
After buying the notes, the two men went to the furniture city again.
Yesterday, I rented a suite without a table, so I need to buy an office desk.
Shen Che suddenly leaned in when choosing a table.
In the face of his straight eyes, Song Qingcheng also wondered, "What are you looking at?"
Shen Che fingers point his neck eyes watched her.
Almost instantly Song Qingcheng got the message.