Full-time girlfriend: Why would you work when I am here?

"Master?"

"Yes." Seeing that Xiuxiu didn't react much to this matter, Song Pingqing raised the corners of his mouth and said in a coaxing tone: "1.88 meters tall, dark-skinned sports student's master, do you want him?"

hiss--

Xiuxiu suddenly became energetic.

I want to appreciate this configuration.

The word "sports" was completely ignored.

Song Pingqing thought to himself: I knew it.

In his previous life, this guy's taste in appreciating beauties was such that even if all of Song Pingqing's descendants, grandchildren, and great-grandchildren were counted, she would still be ranked first.

It's not a colored gaze. Xiuxiu's aesthetic taste is very diverse. Regardless of gender, age or status, this guy simply likes to look at good-looking people, and he only watches from a distance without playing with them.

Song Pingqing once joked that this is the standard of face control, and he appreciates both men and women, young and old, regardless of whether they are vegetarian or not.

Xiuxiu no longer felt bloated, and she quickly got up and grabbed Song Pingqing and asked, "How beautiful is it? You can't cheat your sister."

A 1.88 meter tall dark-skinned athlete is true, but his appearance...

Song Pingqing smiled in his heart as if he had succeeded in playing a prank.

Zhuang Han’s appearance can only be considered not ugly, and he looks like a dark-faced devil when he is leading the training.

I don't know if it will make people cry.

Song Pingqing deliberately kept Xiuxiu in suspense: "You'll know when we meet."

Xiuxiu stopped pestering Song Pingqing to rub her belly and immediately got up and went downstairs to Xu Jinmei's room: "Mom - Sister wants to find a master for me."

This is what I ran to implement.

This little devil.

Song Pingqing thought about it, took out his cell phone and called: "Brother, are you still in Jincheng?"

It seemed that the place was being renovated and it was very noisy. After Zhuang Han shouted a few times and found that no one could hear him, he went out and found a quiet place to call Song Pingqing back.

"What's wrong, Junior Sister? The venue is under renovation and it's too noisy inside to hear you."

Zhuang Han now teaches in school and also runs his own martial arts school outside.

This is now the second branch.

"I want to introduce you to an apprentice." Song Pingqing said straightforwardly, "He has great talent, but he is not even four years old yet."

Zhuang Han didn't think much about it and said directly: "How can you tell that he has good talent when he is less than four years old? Do you know his parents?"

More than just knowing each other, they even have the same parents in this life.

Zhuang Han asked this question not with the intention of shirking responsibility, but because the apprentice Song Pingqing mentioned was less than four years old.

According to past experience, even if they want to take in apprentices in this industry, the youngest one usually starts at four years old.

Although Zhuang Han had trained children in lower grades before, that was different from training an apprentice.

"Just meet him. You'll know why he says he has good talent after just one look." Song Pingqing kept the secret again.

Zhuang Han had no problem agreeing to it, so he scratched his head and said, "Okay. It just so happens that your senior sister misses you too, so let's have dinner together tonight."

"Then I'll book a hotel."

"Need not!!!"

Zhuang Han almost shouted out these two words, and Song Pingqing was so scared that he immediately moved the phone away from his ear.

Zhuang Han yelled, "You look down on your brother, don't you? How can you pay for your brother's trip?!"

"Don't I have a request of yours?" Song Pingqing felt embarrassed.

She thought that Zhuang Han had just graduated and found a job, and probably hadn't saved any money yet.

But when Zhuang Han heard it, it sounded like his junior sister was just being polite to him.

"That won't work either." Zhuang Han immediately rejected Song Pingqing's words, "It doesn't make sense to let a child treat us to a meal. I'll send you the restaurant's location later. That's it, I'm hanging up."

Zhuang Han was afraid that Song Pingqing would continue to argue with him on this issue, so he hung up the phone without waiting for Song Pingqing to speak again.

In less than five minutes, a text message confirming the successful hotel reservation was sent.

This execution ability is unmatched.

Song Pingqing went downstairs with his phone: "Mom, I'm taking Xiuxiu out for dinner tonight."

"What are you busy with every day?" Next to Xu Jinmei, Xiuxiu with a round belly was sleeping.

"Look at the life she lives." Song Pingqing chuckled and pulled the quilt to cover her belly.

"Children are like this." Xu Jinmei sighed after saying this, "When you were a child, your mother didn't have the chance to take care of you."

At that time, Xu Jinmei's life was completely not centered around her children. If she wanted to take care of her children, she had no money, and if she wanted to make money, she couldn't take care of her children.

If it weren't for Song Pingqing's efforts, Xu Jinmei's life might have been like Zhang Ma's. After serving her boss for most of her life, she finally had time to spend with her family.

Song Pingqing didn't respond to this, after all, she hadn't traveled through time at that time, so she just said, "It's okay, my grandma was very good to me."

Song Pingqing looked at Xiuxiu again and said to Xu Jinmei:

"Xiu Xiu is too fat now. I have a senior who graduated with a master's degree this year. He is a physical education teacher at Jincheng University and studies Sanda. I will take her to find a master and let him train her."

This kind of thing should usually be taken care of by parents, but Song Pingqing is not a sister in the ordinary sense. She is definitely one of the pillars of the Song family, so she has a say in Xiuxiu's growth.

The Song family has so many pillars now, except Xiuxiu, all of them are pillars.

"It would be best if our parents stepped in." Xu Jinmei paused, "I'll go with you."

"Today is not a good day. My senior sister is coming over today too, so I'll just take Xiuxiu to have a look first. It won't be too late for you and dad to show up after everything is confirmed."

After obtaining Xu Jinmei's consent, Song Pingqing took his son out to keep the appointment.

When Song Pingqing arrived, Dong Xixi was in the house.

A sportswear and a neat ponytail are Dong Xixi's signature look.

"Senior sister!" Song Pingqing greeted her with a smile, "I thought you were not back in Beijing."

When studying for a doctorate, it is normal to work like a slave during the winter and summer vacations.

"I went." Dong Xixi stood up. "But she was sent here to work on a project. She happened to be in Jincheng. Is this your sister?"

"Hello, beautiful sister." Although a child of Xiuxiu's age is fat, she is really lovable. "My name is Song Qixiu, and my nickname is Xiuxiu."

"This little fat girl is so happy." Dong Xixi received a call from Zhuang Han early in the morning and knew that a child was coming. At this time, she took out a bag and said, "This is the toy that the beautiful sister bought for you. Do you like it?"

When Song Pingqing called Zhuang Han, he did not specify whether it was a boy or a girl, so Dong Xixi bought two toy picture books that could be played by both boys and girls.

"I haven't even become your disciple yet, and you're already pampering me?" Song Pingqing said helplessly.

Dong Xixi laughed a few times: "That's right. Didn't I dote on you back then?"

Song Pingqing was slightly embarrassed: It turns out that people are different. To pamper Xiuxiu means buying her toys, to pamper her means taking her to the training ground and training her whenever you have nothing to do.

"Why hasn't my senior brother come yet?" Song Pingqing looked around.

As soon as Song Pingqing finished speaking, the waiter led Zhuang Han in from outside the box.