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After Song Chulang hesitated for half a minute, he put his hand on his back.

However, Lu Qingying was an optimistic person. He fell asleep on the plane and woke up in a much better mood, but Song Chulang was distracted.

Before he knew it, he was about to leave Beicheng for two years. When he left, he even thought that maybe he would not step into the city in the future, but he didn't expect to come back so quickly.

He sighed in his heart, there was nothing he could do. After all, this was his hometown. No matter where he wandered, the closest thing in his heart was always here.

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After arriving at the Beicheng Airport, the two took a taxi and left. Lu Qingying didn't ask him why no one came to pick him up. She knew so well that he was a lonely person. Even if he grew up in this city, there would be no What a sincere friend, he lived in Song Chuyi, Song Yunyang and that unfortunate family for the first half of his life, and she will be with him for the rest of the day.

"Uncle, where are we now?" When she was bored in a car, she asked.

"Go to my house," Song Chulang said casually.

After another twenty minutes, the taxi stopped in a low-rise residential area on Haibin Road. It was said to be low-level, but there were also twelve floors. His house was on the top floor, with a classical Chinese decoration. , But cleaned clean.

Lu Qingyu studied the carvings on the lower shoe cabinet. Lu Peilun started the decoration company. When she was reading, she often ran to Lu Peilun's construction site. I heard someone said that this type of carved furniture is the most expensive. It is said that Hundreds of thousands of sofas are considered cheap. Even a shoe cabinet of this kind must cost tens of thousands. Although the style is a bit old-fashioned, it must be expensive. "Uncle, your taste is too old-fashioned, this is me Dad's favorite style at that age? "

"Nice-looking", Song Chulang said only two words.

Lu Qingying followed him and walked upstairs to the master bedroom, only to find that the walls of the upstairs house were basically knockable, leaving only one master bedroom, followed by the huge gym and cloakroom.

"Uncle, I didn't expect you to wander outside for so many years, and you are so rich." Lu Qingyan looked around and said, "I love you, I think you're just a poor guy. I didn't expect to pick it up accidentally." A treasure. "

Song Chulang looked back and frowned at her, "You are still with me, you are not afraid".

"I'm afraid, but I like you, I can ignore whatever you like." Lu Qinghuan clutched his waist, "and I haven't thought about how much money you must make, every few thousand yuan It's enough money to support me and my children. If not, I'll go out to work by myself. "

"Thousands", Song Chulang's eyes softened unconsciously, "Is your request too low, can a few thousands support a child, you are so naive".

"If you do n’t have enough money, you have hands and feet. There is nothing to be afraid of." Lu Qingxi raised his small face and said with a smile: "Uncle, will this be our home in the future?"

The word "home" stunned Song Chulang for a few seconds.

Does he have a home?

He never thought about it.

His real estate was too much before, but during the time he left Beicheng, many were sold. This place he never thought was a home. For him, maybe it was just a place for him to rest quietly, but most of them When I felt lonely, I never thought he would bring a woman here. By the end of the year, there will be another child in this house. Maybe this is home.

For a long time, he said "um" softly.

"It's great," Lu Qingxi looked around happily.

Looking at her appearance downstairs, Song Chulang was terrified. "Lu Qingjiu, walk slowly for me. Otherwise, you sleep for me downstairs."

"Well, let's go slowly." Lu Qingxi Jiao looked back at him, "I don't want to sleep alone downstairs, I want to sleep upstairs with you, Lang Lang, we can that tonight."

That one.

Song Chulang missed for a while.

This woman who didn't know how to be ashamed, but when thinking of that night in Las Vegas, he also tickled somehow.

In the afternoon, Song Chulang drove to the supermarket to buy things. There was a woman in the house, and there were too many things to add.

In the evening, Song Chulang was cooking, and Lu Qingxi was busy making this in the room.

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In the evening, while eating the food he cooked, Lu Qingying praised him, "Uncle, I thought you were only doing great Western food. I didn't expect Chinese food to be so great, it was much better than my mother."

"Your mother's skills are okay, maybe you are tired of eating," Song Chulang said with a smile.

"Uncle, I'll never get tired of what you do", Lu Qingying looked at him with blinking big eyes.

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Song Chulang coughed, turned his eyes away, and pretended to watch TV seriously.

Lu Qingxi smiled secretly, and kissed him in the past. He shook his hand holding the bowl and whispered, "Eat and eat, be honest."

"Yes, yes," Lu Qing smiled, and has become accustomed to his fake seriousness.

At more than seven o'clock, Song Chulang washed his dishes and went upstairs. The toilet door was half open. He heard Lu Qingying's low voice floating out of it: "Mom, don't worry, Lang Lang is very good to me. Cook me and wash the dishes. I'm fine, rest assured. "

He froze. Is he really so good to her?

Why didn't he think it himself? Washing dishes and cooking was just a routine for him who was reading outside. He was always cold and indifferent to her. She entangled herself for a while and he avoided her to do anything else. Thing.

She also said that she was really good to her?

Song Chulang was complex-faced and turned quietly downstairs.

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At nine o'clock in the night, Song Chulang was sitting in the study room and looking at the computer. Lu Qingping tapped his head into the brain and knocked on the door, "Uncle, let's go to sleep".

"You go to bed first, it's still early, I'll go later", Song Chulang's hand holding the mouse trembled slightly and whispered. "Aren't you sleeping, what are you doing"? Lu Qingxi walked in and gently hugged his neck from behind, saying coquettishly.

"Look at something in business and see if you are looking for a job or starting your own business. You go to bed first." Song Chulang turned and took away her hand.

In fact, the moment he was hugged by her, his body became stiff, and he could feel that this little goblin was about to start exuding her enchantment again.

Sure enough, she shook his arm, "Would you like to watch it tomorrow? Would you like to sleep with me first? I have been sleeping with you in the past few days, I miss you so much."

"Well, don't make trouble," Song Chulang said as seriously as possible.

"Uncle, don't you want me at all?" Lu Qingzhang kissed him, Song Chulang's head hummed, and he found that he didn't even want to push her away.

These days he is really hot with her provoked water. He just doesn't want to be fooled by her, but the more she does, the more vigorous she is. There is almost no room for him to fight.

"Don't," he gasped, and he swallowed the words in his mouth.

"Uncle, since you don't want to go back, then we are here." Lu Qingxi smiled and untied the pajamas he had just put on after taking a shower.

Song Chulang's pupils dilated little by little.

In the study, it was a new stimulus for men.

He always wanted to calm down and struggle.

But at this moment, he suddenly found that struggling and calm was too painful.

"Uncle, I know you like it, but you do n’t want to indulge yourself, you are too old-fashioned, and you are afraid of becoming a stranger, or you do n’t want to be fooled by me, but what does this have to do with us? Married, I am yours, these are taken for granted. "Lu Qing's words soft and soft echoed in his ears," When you are deceived by me, I am also deceived by you. " .

Song Chulang's heart that he had been trying to maintain could no longer be carried away.

Yeah, in fact, he knows that, he wants it very much. From the first time, he liked this kind of addictive taste, but he has been struggling.

Now that she was his wife, why would he have to make himself so painful.

Song Chulang's eyes suddenly became red, and he blocked her lips fiercely.

He decided, he didn't want to resist himself anymore.

He was her woman anyway.

Lu Qingxi looked at the man who suddenly became anxious, and the corner of his mouth ticked secretly, finally tearing off his mask.

Is that okay, what does it mean to have my face all day long.

However, Lu Qingxi never expected to tear up a man's mask. After the study was over, Song Chulang still entangled her intently.

She was really a little tired, hoarse and coquettish: "Uncle, I'm so sleepy, shall we sleep well?"