Song Qingchen did not want to answer: "of course I am!"

"Since it is, why not come back?" Sheng Yize's eyes are like electricity. Song Qingchen's heart is empty.

Song Qingchen immediately pretended to be pitiful: "naturally, I can't go back Brother aze, you... "

Sheng Yize didn't care about her. He led an Xiaxia into the house. Song leaned down and nearly fell down the steps.

A man and a woman who were not far away rushed over at once, and the woman tied the ball head: "Miss Song, are you ok? Let the doctor see for you. "

The doctor immediately examined her. Sheng Yize asked in his spare time, "if you are not in good health, you still have to run around. Have you ever heard the sentence of death in Song Qingchen?"

Song Qingchen scolded in his heart. He knew it was useless to pretend to be ill, and his face was almost gone.

But at the thought of what Li Fanxing said to her She had to raise her head, her eyes misty: "brother aze, do you have to be so cruel to me?"

"Master Sheng, Miss Song is your childhood sweetheart," said the head of meatball. "How much do you have to say about the old love when you revisit the hometown? You and your girlfriend love each other for a long time, but is this fair to miss song? How can you do that? "

Sheng Yize sneers, just about to taunt, and an Xiaxia begins: "Sheng Yize, I want to talk to song Qingchen alone, OK?"

"Summer and summer......" Sheng Yize was confused. An Xia Xiabao testified, "three minutes, give me three minutes."

Sheng Yize reluctantly nods and stares at the man and the woman. They walk away with a lot of eyes, leaving the two in the garden, an Xiaxia and song Qingchen.

"What are you going to say to me?" Song Qingchen rings his arm and raises his chin provocatively.

An Xiaxia smiled: "you are very sick. You should be very afraid of death. However, as the saying goes, good people don't live long, and disasters last for thousands of years. I believe that with your ability, it's not a problem to live for thousands of years. "

Song Qingchen's mouth was crooked: "you said I was a disaster?"

An Xiaxia put out his hand: "it's you who take your seat. I didn't say that."

"You!" Song Qingchen stamped his feet and tried to cross Anxia to enter the house, but Anxia stopped him: "your home can't live here."

Song Qingchen gave him a look: "I come here, of course, to live in brother aze's house!"

"But do you think he will welcome you? Believe it or not, I can ask him to drive you out in a word. " An Xiaxia said lightly, and song Qingchen stopped at once.

She knew that she had the ability.

"Since sunset town is where you live, isn't your home next door? Live in your own home. "

Song Qingchen hesitates and plans to pick up her again, carrying her bag to grandma song's room

"Wait, that's aunt Luo's house. Where are you going? "An Xiaxia's tone is full of doubts.

Song Qingchen is stunned. She hasn't really lived here. Where do you know which house is grandma song's house

"Hum, I'm going to visit aunt Luo's house!" Said Song, turning to another room.

An Xia Xia Xia's calm and waveless voice rang: "song Qingchen, you don't have to act anymore. You are not song song."

"Why do you say I'm not?" Song Qingchen's voice is insufficient.

Anshasha stares at her straight and says, "give me my rabbit notebook!"

"What are you talking about..." Song Qingchen's eyes twinkled, and his fingertips could not help shaking.

How does an Xiaxia know She has the notebook of the Song Dynasty?