Chapter 57

Song ran stretched out her hand, patted Wen Huihui on the shoulder, and said with a tone of teasing: "sisters are like hands and feet, men are like clothes. I'm more in love with you than Jinjian, and I won't be provoked easily. But if you miss my man, I don't mind breaking my hands and feet."

Wen Huihui was scared to death. Her face quickly turned pale with the speed visible to the naked eye. She was scared to death. Song Ran's eyes, tone of voice and the action of pinching her shoulder secretly all had the meaning of warning.

Does this old lady, who is not familiar with the world, really notice something? He used to be a pig eating a tiger? Does she know everything?

Wen Huihui was so scared that she didn't dare to make a sound. After a long time, she stuttered and said, "I How dare I miss your man? I have nothing like you. Camp commander Gu is determined to you. You should not worry about gain or loss. "

Song ran smiles and lies down again, looking at the story book. Her eyes are clean. She still looks like a young lady in the boudoir who doesn't hear anything outside the window.

The whole room was covered with green, and the light and shadow were flickering in her eyes. Wen Huihui thought that she had misread the warning eyes just now.

Whether it's true or wrong, at this moment, Wen Huihui doesn't dare to stay by her side. It's difficult for song ran to overcome it. She'd better concentrate on attacking Gu Jingxing.

After all, the man was as steady as a mountain and silent. She knew that he would not have the heart to refuse a woman or a woman who was gentle and considerate for him.

Wen Huihui gently coughed: "I come here today to tell you that it's too hot to stay at home as much as possible. Even if I miss battalion commander Gu, I'll go out with him again after the summer. He's a rough guy. It doesn't matter if you take a sun exposure. You see, your shoulders are peeling. You just don't know how to cherish yourself."

Song Ran's eyes turned from the book to Wen Huihui, clear and innocent: "well, thank you for your concern."

Wen Huihui is sure that she was wrong about the look in her eyes just now.

She sniffed and laughed: "nothing else. I'll go home first."

Song ran raised his hand: "goodbye."

Wen Huihui walked out of her room. Song ran threw away her book, looked at the direction of Wen Huihui's departure, and shook her head gently. If song ran, 18, had not been reborn, how could he have been the opponent of Wen Huihui, who was all-round and resourceful?

She heard the click of footsteps coming downstairs and crept out.

Song ran walked barefoot on the wooden floor and hid at the corner of the corridor. Through the window, she looked downstairs. For a long time, she did not see Wen Huihui go out of the foreign house.

Is she staying in a foreign house?

Song ran went downstairs barefoot quietly. She was not seen in the huge living room and dining room. Wu Ma was cooking dinner in the kitchen. Song ran approached carefully: "Wu Ma, have you seen Wen Huihui?"

Wu Ma's head did not lift: "it seems that she went to the backyard."

Song ran turns her head and looks at the side door. Outside is a winding path surrounded by green. Instead of going there, she slowly goes up the stairs and enters her father's room.

Her father's room, the bathroom window, offers a view of the backyard.

She ran quickly to the bathroom, got close to the window and looked down.

Ha ha, in collusion with each other, they are like each other. They really have a common language with them, don't they?

Wen Huihui is whispering something to Shen Mengfang in the yard.