Getting married by grandma?Lord, he fell in a second

Song Xing also remembered.

A long time ago, the old lady did say that a wedding room was prepared for her, and she also gave her a bunch of keys.

But it was still under renovation at that time, and Song Xing had never been there, and he completely forgot about it later.

Because at that time, she didn't feel that she and Shang Yuqian were married.

Song Xing also said, "What did you bring me here for?"

"Could it be that you still want to go back to the old house and share a room with me?"

Song Xing also suddenly woke up.

From the old lady's point of view, they have already consummated the room, and if they still sleep in their own room, they will definitely find a loophole.

Might as well move here to hide.

The old lady just wanted them to come out alone to cultivate their relationship.

But thinking of two people living together alone, Song Xing felt a little uncomfortable.

Song Xing also said: "I can sleep in the staff dormitory."

Shangsheng provides excellent benefits to employees, even for interns, they also arrange dormitories, but they are double dormitories.

Song Xing and Zhang Jiajia were also arranged in the same dormitory.

But Zhang Jiajia has an apartment near the company, so she will not live in the staff dormitory.

Shang Yuqian glanced at her: "Live in the staff dormitory, what do you think the old lady will do if she finds out?"

He would definitely scold Shang Yuqian to death.

Song Xing also had the image of Shang Yuqian standing in front of the old lady with lowered eyebrows and being scolded in Song Xing's mind.

Song Xing couldn't help but chuckle.

Shang Yuqian looked at the corners of her mouth slightly raised, and his tone softened a lot: "Okay, you will live here for the time being, and I will arrange things in the future."

Ok……

Anyway, it was only three months at most. After three months, Shang Yuqian confessed to the old lady that she was afraid that she would never be able to live in such a mansion again.

My stomach suddenly growled inappropriately.

Shang Yuqian just heard: "Hungry?"

Of course I'm hungry, and I don't even look at what time it is.

Shang Yuqian said, "The restaurant is on the second floor."

When Shang Yuqian said that, Song Xing also thought that there was a delicious meal waiting for her in the restaurant on the second floor.

Seeing the empty French table in the restaurant, Song Xing was also disappointed.

Just when Shang Yuqian came up, Song Xing also asked, "Where's the food?"

Shang Yuqian said indifferently: "You do it."

Song Xingye: "..."

Well, if she does it, she will do it, whoever made Shang Yuqian never touch Yang Chunshui with his fingers.

Fortunately, the kitchen is connected to the dining room, and the huge refrigerator is full, and the ingredients are still very fresh.

Song Xing is also good at cooking. After a meal, he cooked a few home-cooked dishes in half an hour.

Braised prawns in oil, fried shredded pork with green peppers, steamed sea bass, and a bowl of seaweed egg drop soup.

When everything was ready, Song Xing also asked Shang Yuqian to have dinner.

Shang Yuqian just came out of the shower, wearing a casual sweater and trousers, looking quite homely.

The hair was not completely dried, and even a wet strand was attached to the forehead, looking casual and lazy.

Rao has lived in the merchant for so many years, and Song Xing has never seen Shang Yuqian like this.

In front of people, he always wears a suit and leather shoes, and his whole person is as delicate as if he is separated from the secular fireworks by a layer of glass.

Now it looks like he has fallen into the mundane world.

"Look at what?"

Shang Yuqian looked at Song Xing and himself in a daze, and spoke lightly.

Song Xing also smiled shyly and scratched his hair: "I didn't expect you to look so young in home clothes, brother."

Shang Yuqian: "...Am I very old?"

Song Xing also looked at the other party's frown, and then realized that he had offended him.

Do men care so much about their age?

Song Xing also quickly said: "I didn't mean that, brother, of course you are very young, it's just that you usually look old in your clothes."

Shang Yuqian: "..."

Seeing that Shang Yuqian's expression was even worse, Song Xing also knew that he had said something wrong again.

Shang Yuqian doesn't look old at all, it's just that his usual mature and stable elite temperament, and that sense of superior oppression make people feel that they are not of the same generation.

Song Xing also continued to explain anxiously: "No, no, brother, you don't look old in what you wear, but you just have a straight face all day long, which makes people feel a little old-fashioned."

Ok……

More and more mistakes.

Song Xing no longer dared to look at Shang Yuqian's face.

Finally, she shook the spoon in her hand and said, "Brother, it's time to eat."

Then the soles of the feet were oiled and slipped away.

When Shang Yuqian came down, Song Xing had already served his meal and set up his chopsticks, and then sat in his seat, as obedient as a primary school student.

In recent years, Song Xing has not been arrogant in the business, she is always obedient and obedient, diligent and hardworking, and she is so good that it makes people feel distressed.

Shang Yuqian sat down, Song Xing also fawned over a piece of perch meat and put it in his bowl: "Brother, eat fish."

Shang Yuqian likes to eat fish, Yusao specially taught her how to cook fish with various flavors before, saying that if you want to capture a man's heart, you must first grasp her stomach.

Shang Yuqian looked at the fish in the bowl without moving his chopsticks, and Song Xing suddenly remembered that Shang Yuqian had a cleanliness habit and would never eat anything touched by other people's chopsticks. She also used public chopsticks when eating in the old house. If he catches fish, he will be very disgusted.

Just as Song Xing was about to explain that his chopsticks hadn't moved, he saw Shang Yuqian pick up the chopsticks, pick up the fish and put it into his mouth.

"tasty."

Song Xing also breathed a sigh of relief.

"Starting tomorrow, you come to cook. I usually get home at seven."

Song Xing was also very surprised: "Why?"

It's a good time in the evening, and she also wants to go shopping, have dinner with her colleagues, and spend the night.

If she had to cook at seven o'clock every day, she would have no freedom at all.

Song Xing's reluctance was also written all over his face.

Shang Yuqian said calmly, "Why? Yu Gong, I am your top boss, Yu private, I am you... Brother, do you need any reason to cook for me?"

Song Xingye: "..."

She couldn't find a reason to refute and didn't dare to refute.

It's just that I can't figure it out, doesn't the eldest brother dislike her?Why are you pulling her to cook for him?

After eating, Song Xing also stood up obediently and planned to wash the dishes.

But he saw Shang Yuqian stand up and start clearing the table.

Song Xing was also stunned, his eyes stared straight.

She has grown up so much, she has never seen Shang Yuqian do housework.

Shang Yuqian gave her a fussy look, and then said calmly: "I can't cook, but I can take care of washing dishes."

Unexpectedly, Master Shangda is quite humane.

Song Xing also went to his room.

Her room is the second bedroom, just across from the master bedroom.

The layout inside is basically the same as in the old house, and even the plush rabbit that she has to hug and sleep on the bed every day has been reproduced exactly.

Song Xing also smiled, unexpectedly the eldest brother was quite careful.

But thinking about it carefully, how could this be so thoughtful, it must have been arranged by Secretary Zhou.

The next day.

Song Xing also got up early, and made breakfast conscientiously.

It was not too late for Shang Yuqian to get up.

When Shang Yuqian appeared at the door of the restaurant, Song Xing was also stunned.

He actually... actually...