Quick Travel: Pathologically Loyal Dog Strategies

Chapter 25 Young owner, I will bet on you to support you 25
Song Qingxiu was expressionless, and waited until she had finished speaking before opening his mouth, "Mother, my uncle died of an illness before I was born, and my uncle's surname is Liu."
He is twenty one this year.

It's getting ridiculous.

In the early years, he would still behave like this, and the loopholes such as surname and age would not appear.

Now, don't worry about that.

"Oh, really?" Mrs. Liu pretended to be stupid and scratched her head, a few bracelets on her wrists jingled, and she said quibly: "Then what's wrong with me recognizing your uncle as a godmother? Why do you care about these details?"

Song Qingxiu secretly took a deep breath, and said coldly, "I don't know what evil uncle did in his previous life."

This sentence exploded, completely igniting Liu's violent temper, she jumped back a step, put her hands on her hips and said: "Speaking of sins, I would like to know what sins I did in my previous life, how could I give birth to you so cold-hearted?" Your cold-hearted son is not like your father, nor like me! I even suspected that Po Wen had secretly replaced my son back then!"

"If Mom is suspicious about this, just go and check it out." Song Qingxiu's tone was calm, and such a nonchalant look made Mrs. Liu even more angry and trembling, "You have to make me angry to death before you are willing to accept it! Oh my God, I am so indifferent It's a crime to give birth to such a rebellious son like you, I'm afraid I won't be able to hold a grandson in this life."

I was howling casually, but when I howled, I became really sad, what if I really couldn't hold my grandson, the handkerchief is handed over, now there are several grandchildren, and every time I see it, I am so envious.

Mrs. Liu was immediately saddened and actually squeezed out a few tears.

Song Qingxiu frowned slightly, and refuted from the bottom of his heart that he couldn't hold his grandson.

"Auntie, don't be too sad~" Wang Zheng'er couldn't bear it, took out a handkerchief from her bosom and handed it over, gently comforting her.

Mrs. Liu took it, and when she wiped her face, she exclaimed in amazement: "All the handkerchiefs of beauties are fragrant!"

Wang Zheng'er glanced at Song Qingxiu shyly, then lowered her head and refused to make another sound, completely terrified by Liu's incoherent appearance.

Intermittent voices came from outside the house, and it was not very real.

"What's going on outside?" she asked.

Banjin: "I'm arguing."

"Oh." She got up, stepped out of the tub, and wiped off the water droplets on her body.

On the small shelf next to the bathtub, there was a set of garnet red clothes. He picked it up and gestured to himself, and it turned out to be her size.

careful!

After putting it on, she used a clean and tidy veil to twist her hair slowly and casually, and she didn't want to move any more. Ordinary people are troublesome, and their hair is long. After it gets wet, it can't be dried for half an hour.

Outside the house is still going on.

Liu Shi felt more and more pleasing to the eyes of the gentle and pleasant Wang Zhenger.

He was even more reluctant to Song Qingxiu and said: "Why, don't you invite mother to sit in the house?"

"Not convenient now."

Mrs. Liu began to come up with her unique skills, and said with a loud voice, "Why is it inconvenient! My son has grown up, and my mother has become so divided. She doesn't even let her into the house, and doesn't even give her a sip of water... "

Ying Shisan in the dark can speak without saying a word. Every time the master comes back from outside, the wife will say this in front of the master.

Just when Liu's performance came to the point of feeling——

"Squeak~"

The door opened suddenly.

A little head poked out.

Ms. Liu's cry, which she was about to cry out, suddenly stopped. Her eyes were wide open and her mind was stuck, "You, you, you..."

You can't come up with a reason why.

The little girl's face was flushed, her eyes were watery, and her hair was wet and spread behind her. She looked very sweet and soft.

(End of this chapter)