As soon as song Xuan entered the house, song ran, who was wearing a red cotton-padded jacket, put her hands in her pockets and came to song Xuan, " it's winter, and my sister went out on a date. Teacher Zhao, you're so charming.
Song Xuan glanced at her coldly and said,"what?" You're trying to control your sister, aren't you?"
Song ran pouted. is this how I care about you? " It's so cold, but you can go home after work, drink a bowl of hot soup, crawl into bed, read a book, and see the snow outside the window. Isn't that so beautiful and warm?"
Song Yao tapped her head. you have a sharp tongue. I'm done talking to you.
He then turned around and went upstairs. Song ran chased after him like a dog-skin plaster and asked as he walked, " "You went to watch a play with Zhao Mingyi again? Was a play that good? Wasn't it just that small matter? Did your boss see you leaving with Zhao Mingyi?"
If yang Haitao saw this, his heart would probably turn cold.
