With a hook from the gang pet boss, Master Fu fell

The light from the corner of Song Yu's eyes swept over, his eyes turned cold, he subconsciously grabbed the blanket next to him, shook it off neatly, and covered Fu Hanyu's whole body with a pocket to protect him tightly.

Song Xingqing, who was at the door, watched her flowing movements, the veins on his forehead twitched, and he couldn't laugh or cry for a while.

He had only seen a man protect a woman when he was caught on the spot, and this was the first time he saw a girl protect a man behind her.

she was.

very good!

Song Yu pulled the blanket again and covered the uncovered part of his exposed finger before turning to look at Song Xingqing at the door and nodding slightly at him.

Her eyes were too indifferent.

Song Xingqing felt a little choked up in his heart. Seeing that the group of people behind had arrived at the gate of the yard, he said, "Clean up, Second Uncle and the others have already arrived."

His cold and sharp eyes fell on Fu Hanyu who was covered under the blanket with a bit of warning.

Didn't the second child come over just now?

What about others?

Just let her sit in the living room with a shirtless man?

Song Yu raised his eyebrows slightly, and when he looked at him, the expression in his eyes became colder and colder.

Song Xingqing didn't take the blame, afraid of being misunderstood by her, he explained: "They have already barged in regardless of dissuasion, and I didn't stop them."

"Understood." Song Yu felt that he used the word "Chuang" very delicately, so he stood up calmly and said to Fu Hanyu, "Wait a minute, I'll go out and have a look."

Song Xingqing looked at the scene in front of him and felt a little headache. No matter how he looked at it, he felt weird, as if she was the real husband in charge, and the man on the sofa turned into a shy little daughter-in-law.

The domineering female president, Song Yu, glanced at her little husband again, before turning around and walking towards the door.

At this moment, Song Xingfeng came out with the medicine box and the medicine, and then we met.

Song Xingqing stood in the yard with a cold face.

When Song Yu walked to the door, he leaned lazily on the wall on one side, bent one leg, stepped on the wall, slightly lowered his brows and eyes casually, and turned his phone, his movements were indescribably chic and flamboyant.

next moment.

In the yard, a group of people rushed over.

The leader is his good uncle, Song Ningyou.

This is the first time for Song Ningyou to see Song Yu. No matter what he thinks in his heart, when he sees the shockingly beautiful girl in front of him, he still can't help but hold his breath, his eyes are full of surprise.

No wonder.

Now he could understand why Wu Haixin was thinking about her so much.

This appearance, the beauty of the country and the beauty of the city, are not enough to describe what happened.

Song Ningjin and Song Ning joined forces, and for a moment, they held their breath, their eyes fell on her delicate and beautiful face, and they couldn't get back to their senses.

So beautiful!

Such a beauty, if born in the countryside, in a poor family, if he is unable to protect himself, it will definitely be a disaster.

This is not the first time Wu Haixin has seen Song Yu in person. Last night, he saw him in the hospital.

But when I saw her again, she gave people a different feeling, her attitude was loose, flamboyant, with a bit of indescribable evil, which made her more eye-catching.

air.

It was eerily quiet.

Until Song Ningsheng opened his mouth, he was guilty, he didn't dare to look at her directly, and his voice was a little stiff: "Xiaoyu, your uncle and the others want to meet you, Mr. Wu is your fan, and I want to ask you for a sign."

Song Yu let out a casual oh, and tapped his slender white fingers on the screen of the phone.

Song Ningsheng didn't stop Song Ningyou and the others from coming until she didn't want to see him, so he just put down his picks and stopped talking.

Song Ningyou had also recovered from the shock of her beauty at this moment, seeing her arrogant attitude, he couldn't help but sneered in his heart, but said in his mouth: "Niece, is it convenient for us to go in and talk?"

"It's inconvenient." Song Yu continued to play with his phone without raising his head, and said in a low voice, "If you have anything to say, just say it here!"

Song Ningyou was so angry that he almost spat out a mouthful of old blood. He tried to keep calm and found a step for himself with a smile: "Niece, you really know how to joke."

A stinky girl in the countryside, who has no education at all.

If this is his own daughter, he must beat her to death!

Song Ninghe also agreed, laughing: "That's right, the eldest niece is still joking with us!"

Song Ningjin took the opportunity, turned around and made a gesture of invitation to Wu Haixin, saying: "Mr. Wu, this girl has such a temperament. She was spoiled by my elder brother and she is playing with us. Let's go inside and talk."

This stinky girl, since they're here, they can't help her temper.

The eldest brother dare not discipline her and let her mess around, so let these uncles teach her how to behave!

"Okay, okay." Wu Haixin responded, and was about to step forward.

"I never joke." Song Yu said each word with frost, his hands paused, he put away his phone, slightly raised his eyelids, and glanced at them with his beautiful phoenix eyes.

At this glance, it was like the north wind blowing in the twelfth lunar month of winter, it was as cold as an ice knife, and it made people shudder.

Wu Haixin's footsteps stopped, his obese body was frightened, and he swayed back. He almost didn't look up, and he had already thought of 1000 million ways to ravage Song Yu, but he said: "It's okay, It's okay, let's talk about it here."

damn it.

Who is behind this Song family? Why is the old man in the family so scared.

He really couldn't take it anymore.

He wanted to ravage the woman in front of him severely, wanted her to kneel at his feet, cry and lick him, and confess to him.

He wanted the Song family to be destroyed.

Song Ningjin felt that he had been greatly humiliated, but Wu Haixin said so, and he could only accompany him to save face: "Niece, it's like this, Mr. Wu is your fan, we came here mainly to find You want an autograph."

Anyway, Wu Haixin said this, and they also used this excuse to force the second brother and Ah Qing to come over.

"Yes, yes, Miss Song, I'm your fan. I really liked the "Three Meals a Day" you participated in. I watched it several times. Can you give me an autograph?" Wu Haixin also laughed. asked, enthusiastically as if he was really a fan.

Song Yu said lightly: "I'm sorry, I'm from the countryside, I'm uneducated, and I can't write my signature."

One simple sentence.

Wu Haixin was going to be blown up.

Song Ningjin joined Song Ning, and his teeth were itchy with anger.

Song Ningyou glared at Song Ningsheng viciously, the second child is a useless thing, what kind of daughter did he raise, he is arrogant, he doesn't know etiquette, he doesn't know the heights of heaven and earth!

Song Ningsheng was used to it, and now he was very calm, as if he had nothing to do with himself.

Song Xingqing found out for the first time that she was not directed at herself, but at outsiders, and she was inexplicably happy.

Song Xingfeng couldn't hold back, he burst out laughing, and really wanted to give her a thumbs up.

She is uneducated?

She can't write a signature?

He has seen her handwriting before, it is like floating clouds, it is like a dragon, and its style is self-contained. If she can't write, there are not many people in the entire Hua Kingdom who dare to say that they can write!

in the air.

Embarrassment filled the air again.

Song Ninghe began to look for steps: "Niece, it doesn't matter if you can write well or not, as long as you can write well, it's fine. Mr. Wu is your fan, so he won't dislike you."

Song Ningjin also wanted to help smooth things over.

Wu Haixin interrupted him, saying: "If you can't write, you can't write. It's all my fault. Miss Song is in trouble."

"If you have nothing else to say, I won't see you off, go slowly." Song Yu said to see off the guests.

As for Wu Haixin, after these short conversations, she felt a little bit emotional. A person who can climb to a high position is indeed remarkable and has some skills.

Just this kind of calmness that can bend and stretch, without changing his face, is much better than her uncles who can't even control their emotions.

"Then don't bother Miss Song." Wu Haixin smiled politely.

An old fritter who has been polished in the officialdom for decades, if he can't even control his emotions and true thoughts, and can be seen at a glance, he will be in vain.

Song Ningyou didn't intend to let Song Yu go so simply. With shrewd eyes, he looked at the man in the wheelchair in the living room and asked, "My niece, we're all here. That gentleman, don't you give me a hand?" Shall we introduce?"