Song Zhouhong got out of the car and went to Ruan Xiaoxi. He pretended to care and said, "how did you come out?"

"Haven't you gone back yet?"

Ruan Xiaoxi is also surprised, song Zhouhong has not gone?

"I don't trust you. I'm afraid of something unexpected."

After all, song Zhouhong is a man. In the face of Ruan Xiaoxi's hesitation, he responds first.

Ruan Xiaoxi thought to herself that song Zhouhong really expected things like a God, and she really had an accident.

"What's the matter?"

"Nothing."

"Is it really OK?"

Ruan Zhouhong can only ask what happened once, but he can't tell.

"Really."

Ruan Xiaoxi looks down at her daughter and doesn't want to talk. She doesn't want to trouble song Zhouhong any more.

Song Zhouhong has helped her enough, but it's not clear that the debt of human relations will continue.

Ruan Xiaoxi couldn't help thinking about her savings. She went into the delivery room without taking anything. Originally, she wanted to wait until she was a little stable at home to apply for a new certificate and return the money to song Zhouhong.

But now she doesn't even have a place to stay.

"Stream

Song Zhouhong was so angry that sometimes Ruan Xiaoxi was too sensible.

He knew why Ruan Xiaoxi didn't want to trouble herself, but the more she didn't want to get involved with him, he had to let her do it.

"Did your family bully you?"

Song Zhouhong's righteous words, holding Ruan Xiaoxi's hand, went back, looking for someone to ask for a crime.

"No..."

Ruan Xiaoxi subconsciously retreated: "if it's not like that, don't worry about it..."

Song Zhouhong suddenly full of sadness, turned back to Ruan Xiaoxi and said: "you hate me so much, even can't help you?"

Ruan Xiaoxi didn't expect song Zhouhong to say that. He quickly explained, "no, I just don't want to trouble you any more..."

"I've never been in trouble with you."

Song Zhouhong released Ruan Xiaoxi's hand and walked to the house by himself.

"No, no one bullied me. I just went back and found that the house had been sold."

Song Zhouhong was secretly happy, and he knew that Ruan Xiaoxi would not let him really knock on the door.

"Sold? What's going on? "

Song Zhouhong asked, pretending not to know.

"I don't know"

the conversation just now wakes up the sleeping baby. Ruan Xiaoxi kisses her daughter's face, which is also a mess in her heart.

Song Zhouhong was silent for a while, as if thinking about how to deal with it.

"Well, I have a nice place, not too big, with two rooms and one living room, just right for..."

Before Song Zhouhong said he wanted to, Ruan Xiaoxi refused and said, "no, I'll think about it myself..."

"You can think of another way, but what about the baby?"

Like in response to the words of song Zhouhong, the child in Ruan Xiaoxi's arms suddenly began to cry.

Ruan Xiaoxi held his daughter in one hand, and he also carried something less than her in the other hand. He was in a hurry for a moment.

Song Zhouhong went over and took things from Ruan Xiaoxi.

Ruan Xiaoxi opened his diaper and found that he did.

Song Zhouhong silently looked at Ruan Xiaoxi changing diapers for his children, and suddenly said, "if you feel uneasy, just take it as if you have rented this room. How can you repay me when everything is stable?"

"Good."

Ruan Xiaoxi finally said the word.

She really can't help it if she doesn't accept song Zhouhong's help.

She had only one choice left, to go back to Joe's house.

This is what she doesn't want. She doesn't want to see him in this life.

Song Zhouhong knew that he would succeed in the end, but he didn't obviously pick up the corner of his mouth. He gentlemanly picked up Ruan Xiaoxi's things and sent his mother and daughter back to the car.

By the time song Zhouhong settled Ruan Xiaoxi, it was almost noon. Song Zhouhong proposed to open a new Japanese material store nearby and asked Ruan Xiaoxi if he would like to go with him.

Ruan Xiaoxi is now exhausted and refuses politely.

Song Zhouhong knew that Ruan Xiaoxi was refusing his approach in disguise. He was gnashing his teeth in hatred, but on the surface, he was still talking and laughing like a gentleman.

"Since this beautiful woman doesn't want to go with her, it's really a shame for her. She can't get into her mouth."

Ruan Xiaoxi was amused by these words and said with a smile: "go quickly, there will be no seat later."

Ruan Xiaoxi in disguised let him go, song Zhouhong is not happy, but think that he has now achieved his wish, let Ruan Xiaoxi live near his home.

Near the water, you get the moon first. Is he afraid that Ruan Xiaoxi will run away?

Thinking about this, song Zhouhong was in a better mood and left by pushing the door.After sitting in the room for a while, Ruan Xiaoxi remembered that his daughter had not eaten a day, so he rushed the milk powder to eat.

Baby is very good, generally will not cry, hungry also just stare at Ruan Xiaoxi.

Ruan Xiaoxi is feeding her baby with a bottle. Her daughter has faded her red and wrinkled skin and is white, tender and beautiful.

Ruan Xiaoxi looks at his daughter and suddenly thinks of Ruan Diandian.

When Diandian was a child, she was also so good and didn't like to cry. That little child was always like a pistachio. She could see her happiness, anger, sadness and happiness, and protected her like a little adult.

"Diandian..."

Ruan Xiaoxi's nose suddenly starts to get sour. She hasn't seen a little bit for a long time and hasn't called him. How is the child?

At that time, she didn't show any affection for joyson. Would joyson take it out on her children?

The more Ruan Xiaoxi thought about it, the more uncomfortable he felt, and his heart was blocked.

Ruan Xiaoxi stayed in the house lent to her by song Zhouhong during this period of time. Song Zhouhong would often come to see her, bringing a lot of food and baby supplies.

Ruan Xiaoxi repeatedly said that he didn't want to let song Zhouhong spend money. Song Zhouhong just gave her a smile, as if he had heard it, but he would bring more things next time.

Song Zhouhong was afraid that she would be bored and would often bring some newspapers and books. Ruan Xiaoxi usually had no time to read them. Her daughter had already made her busy enough.

That day, Baobao hesitated and pointed to the table. Ruan Xiaoxi knew that the little guy was suddenly interested in the table.

"No, it's too high. Don't go there..."

Baby Lengleng listen to her mother's words, seems to understand, this is a refusal.

When he turned his mouth, he burst into tears.

If you don't cry, you'll have to. This kind of crying has a tendency to be close to the river.

Ruan Xiaoxi couldn't help coaxing him for a long time. He sighed and said that he was really a little ancestor. Can only be careful to put her daughter on the table, scared to protect the side, for fear that she accidentally fell down.

Once on the table, the baby immediately to cry, happy to climb the meeting, on the table of newspapers interested, grab up to the mouth.