Mr. He, please respect yourself

The next day, when Song Zicheng woke up, it was already past nine in the morning.

With a splitting headache, Song Zicheng rubbed his temples, feeling extremely uncomfortable in the morning after a hangover.

After sitting on the bed for more than ten minutes, after waking up a little bit, Song Zicheng took out his mobile phone, and saw that the notification list was densely packed with messages, except for several missed calls from Song Suian, almost all of them were phone calls. From the group at home.

Old Man Song: [Xiao Cheng, are you awake? 】

Song Suian: [Xiao Cheng, do you still remember that we went to climb the mountain this morning? Get up early. 】

Song Zi'er: [Brother Chengzi, are you awake? Why is there no answer when you knock on your door? 】

Song Zier: [Where are people? 】

Mei Shu: [Xiao Cheng hasn't woken up yet, most young people nowadays wake up late]

......

Song Suian: [Xiao Cheng, let's go first this time, and we will go with you tomorrow morning]

......

Song Zicheng flipped through a series of messages, and felt a sharp pain in his head. The phone showed that the messages were all sent around six o'clock. At that time, he slept like a pig, so he never heard the knock on the door.

He immediately responded to the message in the group at home.

Song Zicheng: [I'm sorry, I overslept, I stayed up late last night playing games, so I couldn't get up in the morning]

Song Zicheng: [Excuse me for forgiveness]

Song Zi'er: [Brother Chengzi, you're finally up!We are about to go back down the mountain]

Song Suian: [Get something to eat when you get up, don't stay up late next time, it's not good for your health]

Song Zicheng: [OK]

Song Zicheng: [Emoji package received]

Open the chat list again, except for some unimportant subscription messages, there is no one else to contact.Song Zicheng threw his phone away, then lay back on the bed, buried his head on the pillow, and covered himself tightly with the quilt.

The memory came back, and Song Zicheng blushed when he remembered what he said to He Chumo when he was drunk last night.

He actually asked He Chumo, do you like him?

God, who gave him the courage?Is it Xiao Jingru from the Liang family?

Song Zicheng was so ashamed that he hugged the quilt and rolled back and forth several times, then beat the bed desperately and howled, but the shame in his heart did not ease at all, on the contrary, he felt aggravated. At this time, the phone rang a notification tone.

Open it, it's Li Yaoxu, the grandson sent a message calling for help, saying that he asked Song Zicheng to go to his room immediately.

what to doSong Zicheng was puzzled, but he got out of bed right away. After a quick wash, he turned over a piece of clothing and put it on, then walked to the opposite room.

"Yaozi, open the door." Song Zicheng knocked on the door and shouted into Li Yaoxu's room.

The door opened quickly, Song Zicheng saw the person who opened the door, and wanted to run away.

It's Li Yaoxu's mother, Mrs. Li.

"It's Xiaocheng, hey, come in quickly." After being pulled into the room by Li's mother, Song Zicheng found that Mrs. Li was there.

Song Zicheng noticed the piles of breakfast on the table, and really wanted to ask, what are you doing this early in the morning?The spur of love?

"Xiaocheng, you haven't had breakfast yet, come here, hurry up, and eat with Yaoyao." Mrs. Li greeted warmly.

Song Zicheng thanked him with a smirk, then walked over and sat down.

The two women shared the same pot of porridge, no wonder Li Yaoxu asked for help.

On the small table, two young men were burying their heads in eating buns, and the two hot moms were next to them, chatting about gossip while eating melon seeds. Yaozi's mother said, "That little fox, and brother-in-law, do you know each other?"

"Impossible, my family, I interrogated last night, and said that I have never seen this little star." Yaozi's uncle and aunt said.

"Are you sure you didn't lie?" Yaozi's mother asked again.

"Sure, he can't lie to me." Yaozi's aunt and aunt nodded in the affirmative.

"Then don't think about it, it's definitely the little fox who's after brother-in-law."

Yaozi's mother threw the melon seed husk in her hand, and her tone suddenly increased by two points, "It must be like this, this fox looks like an unscrupulous one at first! It's not a big star, and it's not the organizer. On an occasion like last night, He actually has the guts to lick his face to toast, without even thinking about whether he is worthy or not, and whether he has the qualifications. Bah, in fact, he just wants sugar daddy and finds resources."

"I think it's the same. This circle is chaotic. If I know that my family has something to do with this dubious person, let's see if I break his leg."

The two young men trembled in their hearts, looked at each other tacitly, and both took out their phones.

Song Zicheng: [Who is the vixen your mother mentioned]

Li Yaoxu: [I don't know, it seems to be something about the party last night, but I stayed in the room as a code farmer and didn't follow, so I'm still confused now]

Song Zicheng: [Seduce your uncle? 】

Li Yaoxu: [Bah!seduce your uncle]

Song Zicheng: [My uncle is not as handsome as your uncle]

Li Yaoxu: [It is indeed lacking a little bit, but the old ones are not unreadable]

Song Zicheng: […]

Song Zicheng was about to send something against Li Yaoxu's grandson when suddenly a message from He Chumo came in.

He Chumo: 【Are you awake】

Song Zicheng stared at this message for a long time, still unable to believe that He Chumo would send him a message on his own initiative, oh my god, who is going to pinch him, is this President He Da himself, isn't it Jiang Qing?

How to do how to do?

Song Zicheng resisted the excitement in his heart, and the shameful memories that rolled up, and thought about what to send. Finally, he typed carefully, and checked each word one by one. After confirming, he clicked send.

Song Zicheng: [Well, I just woke up]

Five words and one punctuation mark took 3 minutes.

Li Yaoxu stared at him from the sidelines, admiring him. (The author also admires)

He Chumo quickly replied: [I ordered breakfast for you]

Song Zicheng stared at the phone screen in disbelief, what happened, when he woke up, the rainbow came out and hung high in the sky?

This is Jiang Qing.

Song Zicheng was helpless, this Jiang Xijing must have taken He Chumo's phone again and sent him a message.

Song Zicheng: [Assistant Jiang, did you take your boss's phone again]

He Chumo didn't reply, and after a while, a voice came over.

Song Zicheng was puzzled, so he clicked on it.

He Chumo's coquettish voice came over immediately: 【Not Jiang Qing】

Song Zicheng:? ? ?

Li Yaoxu:? ? ?

Li Yaoxu's mother:? ? ?

Li Yao asked his uncle and aunt:? ? ?

The room suddenly fell silent, but Song Zicheng, ignoring the gazes of his fellow Li family members, stared at the voice secretly delighted.

It's not short of jumping high in place to express my excitement.

God!What kind of surprise is this?

Song Zicheng hastily saved this voice.

Li Yaoxu's mother looked at Song Zicheng's smiling face, as if she had picked up money, and asked tentatively:

"Xiao Cheng, was that young man from the He family looking for you just now?"

Song Zicheng blushed and nodded.

"You young couple are getting along pretty well now."

Li Yaoxu covered his mouth with his aunt and aunt and covered her mouth with a chuckle, "Your aunt always said that you have very little contact with Chu Mo. Now it seems that it's not exactly what she said."

[The author has something to say: Is there anyone else watching it?Crazy exploration on the edge of breaking and breaking every day, go to bed early and get up early】