After the porcelain basin became fine, I was sent to the wild to do infrastructure construction

Chapter 128 128, little milk dog?

"would you like?"

Song Shaoqin sneered again, turned the subject immediately, and looked directly at the other party with cold eyes, "If you want, I must accept it? What are you? I, Song Shaoqin, am not a scumbag. I accept everything, just as a slave. I can't look down on you as a servant girl."

As he said that, Song Shaoqin stepped forward and warned in a low voice, "Even if I, Song Shaoqin, are sick, it's not your turn to put on a show here. I feel sick just looking at you like this!
Don't be smart in front of me, you are not qualified!Remember, don't think about my Song family again, otherwise I will let you know what it means to regret it, if you don't believe me, you can try it! "

Hearing someone approaching not far away, Song Shaoqin immediately restrained the coldness on his face, his expression was gentle, with a faint smile on his mouth, just like the gentle and elegant nobleman in the past.

"." Cao Yingying was completely stunned. Seeing the man in front of her change freely, she couldn't help trembling all over. The warning words seemed to be still echoing in her ears, beating her heart constantly. .

Song Shaoqin ignored the dumbfounded Cao Yingying and walked straight to the Song family's room. This time, no one blocked his way.

He has seen a lot of women like Cao Yingying, who are clearly full of calculations and only for his own interests, but pretend to be righteous, and his mouth is full of hypocrisy.

Thinking that Song Shaoqin is sick and has no woman to marry him, but she Cao Yingying is willing, so he should kneel down and be grateful?Should the Song family be grateful and praise her, Cao Yingying?

Ah!idiot!

Thinking of being missed by Xiao Xiang, a woman like Cao Yingying, Song Shaoqin felt extremely uncomfortable.

After returning to the room, seeing that the family members were still curiously discussing the things Xia Ning sent, Song Shaoqin consciously sat down at the edge of the Datong shop, took out the recording pen again, and began to tell Xia Ning what he said just now. things.

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In the 21st century, Rongcheng.

It was already around eleven o'clock in the middle of the night, and Xia Ning was swiping her phone energetically, waiting for Song Shaoqin's response.

'Ding~'

Xia Ning had already placed the porcelain basin on the quilt, and when she saw the recording pen appearing, she immediately picked it up.

"what?"

After listening to the recording, Xia Ning blinked her eyes in bewilderment. Is Song Shaoqin trying to be good to herself?
How to do?
So cute~
Listen to this pitiful tone, how aggrieved!

She seemed to see a cute and pitiful little milk dog wagging its tail towards her.

OMG!

Just thinking about this scene made her feel her heart go weak.

Damn it~ He is a majestic young master of the Hou family, pretending to be cute, is this appropriate?

That guy Song Shaoqin is too foul!

But thinking of what he said, Xia Ning frowned again, and couldn't help complaining.

"Is there any mistake? Didn't you say that women in ancient times were very feudal, conservative, reserved and shy? Why do people come to me directly and say to marry someone? I, a new woman in the 21st century, can't do it well!"

"Hmph! Song Shaoqin is right, that woman is so annoying, she's such a bitch! She clearly wants to cling to power and get the protection of the Song family, and she speaks so nicely. She's obviously talking about her pain."

Thinking of Song Shaoqin's grievances and saying so much just to ask for a suit of clothes, Xia Ning couldn't help laughing again.

"This guy is quite a clean freak~ The girl just pulled his clothes off and hated him, but, well done!"

Immediately, Xia Ning happily ran to the shelf to find a change of clothes for Song Shaoqin. He had only prepared a suit of clothes before, but now he thought the clothes were dirty and expressed his unwillingness to wear them again, so he had to give them to him again. A suit of clothes passed.

Unexpectedly, Song Shaoqin, as an ancient man, has the characteristics of appreciating whores.

This is commendable.

Soon, Xia Ning found a suit of clothes and sent them over, then picked up the recording pen and asked.

[Song Shaoqin, can I ask what's wrong with your body?Uh, I didn't want to inquire about any privacy. If it's not convenient to say, you don't have to answer.

I just thought that the medical level of my side of the world is very advanced and superb. It may be a serious illness for your time, but it is as simple as the common cold here, and you can buy medicine for it yourself. 】

Before Song Shaoqin also briefly mentioned his physical condition, but did not go into details. Out of respect, she did not ask further. After all, he can grow up to such a healthy age, which indirectly shows that the condition is not too serious. .

Today, he mentioned his physical condition again, and even because of his physical condition, many girls dare not marry him, for fear of becoming a widow in the end.

In that case, his condition seems to be very serious again?
Therefore, Xia Ning got into her heart this time, and wanted to ask to see what kind of illness it was. If it was really serious, and even affected life expectancy, then it must be treated as soon as possible!

It would be bad if some chronic diseases were dragged into severe cases.

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Eastern Chu State, post station.

After Song Shaoqin got the new clothes, he immediately threw the coat on the ground.

"Second brother, what are you doing?"

Sister Ying looked puzzled at the clothes thrown on the ground.

"Throw it away when it's dirty."

Song Shaoqin glanced at the clothes on the ground with disgust, no matter how expensive the clothes that were stained by that woman were, he was unwilling to wear them again.

"Ah? If it's dirty, won't it be clean after washing?" Sister Ying tilted her head thinking.

Song Shaoqin replied in a low voice while putting on the new clothes, "Some dirt can't be washed off, so it can only be thrown away."

"Oh~ that's it."

Sister Ying nodded half understanding, but she was thinking hard in her heart: what kind of dirt can't be washed off?It can't be washed off, so how dirty it is!
Song Shaoqin had just finished arranging his clothes when he saw a recording pen appearing on the porcelain plate, and he quickly picked up the recording pen and began to listen.

Then, he was slightly silent.

The reason why he didn't tell Xia Ning about his physical condition in detail was not what she thought. He never thought that this matter would be a wound he didn't want to mention, and he never felt that he was born shorter than others because of it. .

What's more, his physical condition is well known to the world, if he couldn't bear other people's strange eyes or criticism, then he would have killed himself long ago.

So on this matter, he was relieved very early on, and he was able to calmly smile at everyone's sympathetic eyes.

But for some reason, when facing Xia Ning, he was subconsciously reluctant to say more. Although they had never met each other, he wanted to leave a better image for each other in his heart, not a sick and weak man impression.

Perhaps, he also has the vanity of a man in his bones.

(End of this chapter)