Meng Hao said, I didn’t plan to get married until I was thirty.
Even if you wait for me, there will be no result.
Song Qingcheng saw that he refused to pick the words regardless of his own refusal. I hope you can get married in my life.
What? Meng Hao is puzzled.
There is no personal choice.
Meng Hao asked again, Or did you just say this because you refused what I said?
Song Qingcheng didn’t shy away from Meng Hao’s sight by bending his lip angle. No matter who it is, my answer will not change. I want to put more energy into it without considering it.
Meng Hao not only didn’t feel discouraged, but slowly laughed. Since I’m not setting up a check post alone, I’m relieved that you don’t want to fall in love, and I won’t force you. Then be an ordinary friend and go home and wait for us to eat. I don’t want such a big person to be scolded by my mother in front of you.
Song city nodded and walked to the gate when the umbrella in his hand suddenly broke down.
The rain immediately sent his face away.
One second Meng Hao rubbed his umbrella over her head.
Song Qingcheng looked up and happened to see the rain sliding down Meng Hao’s cheek. Even if it wasn’t heavy, his baseball shirt and cotton-padded shoulder would soon faint with water stains. No matter whether Meng Hao did it to please her or out of manly manners, she could stir her emotions except gratitude and guilt.
Don’t catch yourself cold Song Qingcheng pushed the umbrella toward Meng Hao.
Meng Haoxiao Boys are in better health than girls. I’m fine. Take it with you.
Song Qingcheng didn’t deliberately keep his distance, thinking that the parking lot was more than 30 meters away from Meng Hao, so that the umbrella could cover most of their bodies.
Meng Hao took the initiative to take the umbrella.
They didn’t walk a few steps when a black car passed by and slowly stopped not far ahead.
The whole song dynasty saw that when it was Cayenne, both feet abruptly stood in place.
The license plate is also the one she saw last night.
Meng Hao saw that the whole city didn’t leave, and she found her own car to explain, I parked my car at the east end.
Smell speech Song Qingcheng withdrew her eyes and smiled at Meng Hao, but she was in a trance. She didn’t know what the ups and downs were at the moment. She tried to suppress them, but it didn’t help. In the end, she could follow Meng Hao to the parking position like a puppet.
After the cayenne body, Song Qingcheng else controlled his heartbeat.
Walking out of a few steps, I finally couldn’t help but glance back at the corner.
The windshield wiper is rocking back and forth gently, driving the window, and the man in the car lit a cigarette as if he were smoking everything.
Even if the light is not good, she still feels that he is looking here.
What’s the matter? Meng Hao has a face 
of heart.
He asked, looking back along the line of sight of the whole Song Dynasty, and found nothing unusual. It was getting dark in the drizzle, and there were few vehicles on the outside parking space. There was also a black cayenne parked in the driveway, presumably waiting for someone.
Song Qingcheng’s voice is very low. Nothing. Let’s go.
When she got into the car, her mood was still calm, even though she couldn’t see the black cayenne.
Meng Hao’s car door said, The road conditions are not good these days. I went to class early. There were two car accidents on the third ring road. Both of them were moving bicycles and hitting cars. I don’t know if the injured were serious …
As he spoke, he glanced at the nearby Song Qingcheng and couldn’t help but ask, Is it uncomfortable?
Song Qingcheng did not deny it.
Meng Haogang ignition engine Song Qingcheng mobile phone rang.
Seeing it shows that she didn’t answer.
Don’t you answer it? Meng Hao asked
It’s a sales pitch
Meng Hao nodded and just glanced at the mobile phone screen. It was a nonlocal number with no name.
But the phone rings again and again.
Add a blacklist, Meng Hao suggested while turning the steering wheel to reverse the car. If you put it on the blacklist, the other party will not be able to call in.
Song Qingcheng didn’t start work. It’s called dropping words.
Meng Hao didn’t say anything when he saw her like this.
The white Toyota slowly drove out of the parking lot, and Song Qingcheng felt that the flowers at the moment seemed to have a car whizzing by, but Meng Hao suddenly slammed on the brakes and Song Qingcheng looked intently and saw the black cayenne tasikmalaya car and stopped Meng Hao’s way.