MTL - The Warm Breeze is not as Warm as You-Chapter 906 You are my little love song (Qin Ge 182)

Chapter 906 You are my little love song (Qin Ge 182)

Li Nanheng: "Where?"

Qin Siting was indifferent: "Home."

"Hey, take people home directly?"

"No, people are in the hospital."

Li Nanheng directly sneered out loudly: "When you are in the face of a song, you can take Ling Xiaoer away directly. I see you simply take another dose of peony, take Ling Xiaoer home, sleep, forget anyway, anyway. I was almost engaged with you at the beginning, and the little girl’s family is now defeated like this. It’s not easy to be miserable. You just have to be single for a few years. It’s better to accept her directly.”

Qin Siting did not speak first, then he said coldly: "Are you scheduled in advance?"

"Who are you asking? Is Ling Xiaoer still singing?"

Qin Siting did not answer, but the silent atmosphere on the phone clearly expressed his disappointment at the moment.

In these years, Qin Siting worked in the hospital. Every day, he was attached to the family members and colleagues of various patients. His personality has already added a lot of sleekness. There are not many times when he really loses his temper. Even Li Nanheng and Mo Jingshen can feel it. Get some kind of numbness in his bones and the faint feeling of not being with people.

Knowing that he is now on the verge of getting angry, Li Nanheng should also accept it, no more trouble, and directly said: "Okay, know that you can't ask Ling Xiaoer, she will appear in Amethyst City. It’s a coincidence, but when you are a human being, the face of the song is hard to take people away. Who is this stranger, you have to make this knife to be comfortable?”

"As for the song, I owe her a favor in the United States. She knows that I am in Haicheng today, and it is a birthday. I will come over and take a cake." Li Nanheng did not say: "I don't say Through, you should understand, she is very clear that you will be there, but she is still here, what is this in your eyes, I am an outsider can not say more, but it has been so many years, I see you The attitude when I left, obviously I didn’t intend to have anything to do with her anymore. Then I’ll forget it. I’ve seen you have been good for so many years.”

Qin Siting has not spoken. Li Nanheng has been quietly there for a while and said: "What about the Lishui Villa?"

Qin Siting did not answer.

Li Nanheng also had no nonsense and hung up the phone.

After twenty minutes, Li Nanheng drove directly.

Holding a small box of beer in his hand, he put it on the coffee table, then went to Qin Shiting's wine cabinet to find some red wine and the like, and got it on the coffee table. One bottle and one bottle were opened directly.

Qin Siting looked at him with cold eyes.

"Look at what? I have a birthday, I haven't finished yet. I can't come over to find you a drink. How can I let you go so easily?" Li Nanheng said, handing a can of beer directly to him.

Qin Siting took over and looked at the beer in his hand. He didn't talk, but he drank.

"Old ink is coming over for a while." Li Nanheng said.

Qin Siting quietly turned away from the cold sight of this time. These two brothers were in the United States all the year round. After returning home, they were busy in the company all day, but they all had fun at this evening. Jingcheng saw the excitement and said that it was still chasing the villa.

"We didn't sleep in the two big nights, they all came to accompany you, don't you feel moved?" Li Nanheng rang the phone, and smiled as he picked up the phone.

Qin Siting was indifferent: "The misunderstanding of the loss of friends, sorrow and mourning."

Li Nanheng was directly happy, picking up the phone and talking to the ink on the side of the scene: "I thought you sent the warm season back, and you are very hard at home with your woman, no time to come out."

Mo Jingshen: "...not just drinking at night, how come to Qin Shiting to drink?"

Li Nanheng sat on the villa sofa, squinted at the lights in the villa area outside the window, and then blinked and stood in front of the floor-to-ceiling window, a gloomy and indifferent Qin Situ, screamed and said: "I am afraid that he can't think of it. When I came over, he squatted in front of the window for half an hour like a wood. I suspect that he was already a Buddha and could not listen to anything."

Ink is deeply warm and not fire: "His business, indeed, should not intervene."

Li Nanheng said: "I read a song when I owe it to the United States. Otherwise, do you think that I am willing to take care of her and Lao Qin?"

He is indeed not interested in helping anyone, but Qin Shiting has been too lonely and widowed in these years. Seeing that his monk has been settled in this day, he is not pleasing to the eye, and he is looking for something calm and watery. Stimulation.

Ink from the side of the car driving: "Are you still at him?"

Li Nanheng: "He has recently added a lot of good wine here. I am going to drink some, I am too lazy to move. I am living here today. Anyway, two big men, I am always guarding this to not make that seemingly poor. When you come back, the old Qin Qin really made something, how come, you really come?"

Mo Jingshen: "Wait."

After fifteen minutes.

Nan Heng smoked and looked back at the man who appeared in the villa.

Ink in the dark, like a smudge in the night, into the door, blinking and still standing in front of the window of Qin Siting.

Qin Siting put his hands in his trouser pockets, but he did not intend to pay attention to them. Even if the ink was deep, he suddenly came over at such a late night. He just looked at the front of the door coldly, and the twilight was cold and collected. Did not speak.

"How long has he been standing?" Mo Jingshen went in.

Li Nanheng turned to look at the tall and straight man approaching, the knuckles of the bones licked the ash, and the eyebrows provoked: "It is estimated that I will stand there after I come back. He is like this when I come."

"Speaking back." Nan Heng laughed and smiled and looked at Mo Jingshen: "You can still come over so late, it won't be warm and drunk to recognize who you are, and you will be taken directly from the bed." ?"

Ink coldly glanced at him: "You are very experienced? Are you often jealous of women?"

Nan Heng eyebrows pick, smiled and picked up the smoke, picked up the wine on the coffee table and poured him a cup.

Ink dark did not pick up the wine glass, the cold twilight looked at the direction of Qin Siting, Qin Siting looked coldly from the beginning to the end.

"The lost money that you brought back, so quickly chased away?" Mo Jingshen looked at his gloomy appearance, asked cool and cool.

Nan Heng sat on the sofa and smoked while squinting and smiling. He also glanced at Qin Siting: "There is no interest in Ling Xiaoer. I have to buy people and put such a piece of candy on my side." At the cost, nothing more than just don't want to let the songs go too comfortable, oh, why is this? The injured one thousand damages eight hundred... Oh no, it should be the injured one thousand damages 10,000..."

Ink did not speak, and Nan Heng just had to hand him a cigarette. The result was a cold and cold sight of the ink scene. When he remembered the smoke, he quit eight hundred years ago, and immediately smirked and smoked the coffee table. throw.

Ink deep went to the floor-to-ceiling window, rubbed his eyelids and looked out.

The direction that Qin Siting stood here has always been the villa that is not far from the opposite side.

(End of this chapter)