Chapter 839: Ome is too sweet 27
Asi happened to be sitting on a chair beside him eating pastries, holding orange juice in his other hand.
Suddenly a black shadow came over in front of his eyes.
Looking up, she saw Song Mubai frowning and looking at herself.
He glanced at the orange juice in Asi's hand, bent over and covered his fingertips.
The brow furrowed more severely, and Asi, who was looking at those dark eyes, stepped back a bit subconsciously.
"cold?"
He checked it on the Internet. It takes five or six days for the female aunt. Isn't she only the third day? How can you drink cold? It's simply outrageous.
Take the orange juice from Assi's hand.
He pursed his lips and said solemnly, "Don't drink it."
"Well," Asi raised his eyes and blinked his eyes, trying to say that she could actually do it, but as soon as he saw Song Mubai's cold eyes, he changed his words, "Okay."
Although he said to let others be free, Song Mubai's identity is placed in front of everyone, and there are not a few people who want to flatter him.
"Song Shao, this is your...sister?"
The man looked closely at Assi for a while, and found that she looked rather young and didn't look like a female companion, so he guessed.
Song Mubai was a little unhappy.
Although he always felt that he regarded Asi as his sister, it was a little bit uncomfortable to hear others say it.
He hummed.
He said: "No eating indiscriminately, I'll go over there for a while, and I'll be here right away."
Assi nodded obediently, looked at the orange juice, and lowered his head aggrievedly.
Leaned aside.
If she doesn't let her drink, then she should stay away.
As soon as Song Mubai left, someone came over.
Softly asked: "Little sister, was that person your brother just now?"
Asi raised his eyes and clearly saw the love of Song Mubai in the woman's eyes.
She licked the debris from her lips and shook her head.
"Not my brother."
The flattering in the woman's eyes disappeared a little, "Then you are?"
Asi raised his head, his eyes seemed to be filled with broken light under the light, his face was soft, his small face was pale, and he looked harmless.
She frowned slightly, "I don't know either."
She doesn't know either?
Those two people have no relatives at all. Two people who have no relatives are just...
The woman frowned.
This little girl looks like she is just a teenager. Is it possible that Song Shao likes this?
She lowered her head and glanced at what she was wearing, a long dress with a slim fit, which was protruding backwards, which was very charming.
Look at the girl in front again, how pure and pure, how innocent and how innocent.
Annoyed, he shook his head, turned and left.
"What are you talking about? How could Brother Song like that look! How old is that girl!"
The woman is Sheng Rulan, and her father is an offshoot of the Sheng family. When her parents had a car accident when she was young, she was taken by the head of the Sheng family, who is now the old Sheng, to raise her. She has been in contact with Song Mubai several times since she was a child.
"What, I heard that girl said in person, saying that Song Shao liked her like that."
Sheng Rulan was wearing a red dress with gorgeous facial features.
She embraced her arms in a contemptuous gesture.
"It's ridiculous that these little girls want to move forward without even weighing their own identities."
She raised her head and stepped on high heels and walked in front of Asi.
Bow your head.
There were cake crumbs all over the girl's cheeks.
The hair has not been taken care of, and it is casually pulled behind his head.
"Ah."