Small fan holding the box to go Song Qingcheng stopped.
It seems that she has never looked at him from a distance like this.
Yu Tingchuan stood behind his back with a bunch of car keys in his hand, white shirt and trousers. This cloudy weather is particularly crisp. There are student exam commendation lists, campus activities reports and teacher title selection announcements on the bulletin board.
No matter what he is watching, Song Qingcheng has an illusion that company leaders inspect the grassroots.
Xiao Fan’s walking attracted Yu Tingchuan’s side head.
Yu Tingchuan’s deep eyes cast a hint of gentleness when he saw his wife. He woke up slowly at the stage. What are you doing?
There is something in the words that I don’t know.
Song city didn’t delay just take the stairs, wrapped in Yutingchuan stretched out his hand and took it.
Why is Xiao Fan here? She didn’t come to ask just now.
Because she knew that when she went out alone, Yu Tingchuan would let Xiao Fan come to look at her, as he personally came to pick her up today. It is reasonable to say that Xiao Fan should not be here.
Yu Tingchuan held her hand and explained, I have something to tell Xiao Fan to deal with. When I learned that I was at school at the moment, he drove over just to let him be your back sedan chair bearer.
Section 374
This time, holding hands is no longer like the parents’ meeting at that time.
Song Qingcheng looked at the two people clasping their fingers and heard him joking. The mood was also infected. I just told my classmates that I have a boyfriend.
Yu Tingchuan smiled. Didn’t you tell them your boyfriend’s name?
This will be kept secret for the time being.
Song Qingcheng said, Wait until the college entrance examination results come out.
Coming out of the teaching building, Song Qingcheng said, A boy just confessed to me. Although I didn’t promise, I think I still have to report to you.
that boy who copy your exam answers?
“……”
Song Qingcheng didn’t expect him to know, Did you just see it?
See what? Yu Tingchuan asked.
nothing
Song Qingcheng heard that he should not have seen the flowers on the lawn and asked, How do you know it was the boy who sat next to me in the exam?
It’s not surprising that seventeen-year-old boys have this idea.
What idea?
Cong people always like to talk half-way, but they can’t help but ask after hearing a little knowledge.
Yu Tingchuan said, Boys are the most rebellious at this age, often dismissing what is readily available, trying to chase what he can’t reach, saying that he likes to be more accurate and can be’ challenged’.
Song Qingcheng Bai, after all, she is not really ten years old. Whether she was studying in Nancheng Middle School for two years or later, there were quite a few boys like Shao Yifan who said they liked her, but they soon got a new girlfriend after being rejected by her.
I really don’t like the process of enjoying novelty more.
At this moment YuTingChuan holding her hand strength slightly increased.
Song Qingcheng happened to hear Yu Tingchuan say, It’s a good thing for others to pursue it. After college, there will be more boys of the same age, so don’t be fascinated.
Song Qingcheng said, I don’t like being younger than me.
Said suddenly don’t go forward.
Yu Tingchuan turned to look at her and her eyes were gentle. What’s the matter?
Song Qingcheng took advantage of the left and right people’s eyes to fall on the man’s mature and handsome facial features and said, I have something to tell you.
Look mysterious.
Yutingchuan’s heart is full of questions about her now. When Song Qingcheng said,’ You bow down’, he just stood on tiptoe and kissed his face when he got close to the girl.
This kiss seems to have a different meaning.
Not far behind the two men is the red flag flying in the wind in front of the teaching building.
Song Qingcheng decided to say give you a reassurance
Yu Tingchuan felt his cheeks warm, then turned to look at the hair brushing his lip and wearing a ponytail. The girl smiled in the line. No, I’m not afraid of my classmates seeing it now?
I checked that no one was there. Song Qingcheng paused and looked at the man and said, I like your smile. Then he did not forget to declare that the Lord must smile at me like this.
Yu Tingchuan’s eyes became more and more affectionate and asked her, Is this your college entrance examination wish?
-digression–
Come to brush the second watch group at nine o’clock in the morning ~
☆, Chapter 376 This time can’t be returned (second watch)
The whole song dynasty heard the word wish and didn’t think of her grandparents who died, especially her grandmother’s only wish for the rest of her life was that she could finish reading it well.
Now she has finally finished the college entrance examination, but grandma has not
Song Qingcheng got into the car and said what he thought. I want to go to the cemetery to see my grandparents after the Ching Ming Festival, and I haven’t been there or told them about the exam.
Yu Tingchuan poured the Land Rover out of the parking space and grabbed her little hand again. Let’s go to the cemetery to see the elderly at lunch first.
If you are busy, please ask Master Zhao to take me there.
It’s only an afternoon.
Yu Tingchuan’s tone was gentle. Song Qingcheng listened to the tight shoulders and turned to look at the driving man and asked Yin Qingyue, Did my college entrance examination delay you a lot of work?
No matter how busy the work is, I always take time out to accompany you.
He said, Parents of senior three students at home should work harder.
Song Qingcheng saw that he claimed that his parents slowly leaned over and put his head on Yutingchuan’s shoulder and said, My college entrance examination wish is to be with you all the time.
Yu Tingchuan asked with a smile, Don’t you get tired of staying with me all the time?
No Song Qingcheng’s sight is constantly sweeping back to the street view, just as time flies by, but her eyes are warm and her tone is certain that I like to stay with you
I like that feeling of stability
Even if I don’t talk, I sit quietly with you.
I also like to listen to your occasional’ preaching’
Even if there is a lack of common topics, I will not feel that chatting will not have the fatigue of’ living under the same roof’.
It was about four o’clock when I came back from the cemetery in the afternoon.
Apart from the college entrance examination, her grandparents were buried together, and she told the old man in her heart that Song Guan had returned to China, which was just a notice, because she could not tell more feelings.
It was also this evening that Liang was sweating in Yunxi Road Park.
At that time, Song Qingcheng was working with Yutingchuan Villa to deal with those withered strawberries. It was she who watched Yutingchuan roll up his trouser legs and was responsible 
for the work. She had asked Aunt Gong to buy melons and vegetables to plant in this back garden.
Song Qingcheng saw Liang Jing before Yutingchuan.