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Scenes, all of a sudden become particularly turn cold, everyone did not speak, just looked at the two of them. Father who gaze from the stars Song passing, and fall to his grandson, complex and down to the Star Song, eyes a bit to explore and ponder.
He has always been a sensitive person - in fact, the last time they would find the middle child of the stars to return to the Li family matter overreaction, but he did not go to depth of thought. This is because of his grandson, has always been a sense of proportion of people have, as usual, should not make those things fishes out of line.
But now ......
"Sir, can the dinner." At that moment, the voice of the servants Suddenly sounded. Because all emotions are inserted next to the sound and loose, the only Tang Yu looking more cool, eyes have been also stars Song pour in the face, thin lips turned on a single word: "If you want to clear, I do not leave you! "
Never leave you ......
Star Song Shen heart sank again, the whole body just felt a surge of cold have been shrouded.
She silent silent, looked down.
Tang Yu has been the first to get up, then did not look at her blankly walked into the restaurant.
"Well, all go to dinner." Father ordered soon, everyone stood up. Song Star last got up, Qufu Father Don.
Tang Father hand holding a metal crutch in one hand and held up by Star Song. His eyebrows, touched Song Star face significant loss, the heart just for those bold idea and a little more determined. Still feel excited and nervous hack.
The two men, if really make any outrageous things, you will have it? Let the old man know not angry Li family directly passed out?
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Song Star are still sitting in the Tang imperial body side position. The whole dinner time, Tang Yu face are quite ugly, that scene is somewhat Jiangning. Song Star sat beside him, I feel like people have been frozen, the atmosphere could not breathe, but did not move chopsticks few.
"Brother, you do not pout, and then a straight face, I have a depression." Brothers a few years, Tang and Song has always been the most running out of patience, his mood today on this terrible, is now more It is manic-depressive. Turning to the side of the Tang Jue, "Third Brother, you is not it?"
"I did not influence." Tang Jue (jue) and should not be entirely his, then clip the dish, put Qi Qi bowl, when to talk to her voice than ever to be gentle, "You are now pregnant body ,eat more."
Qi Qi gentle smile, "the doctor said, eat too much, not good for children born long after too."
Two people, not to be totally outside influence, focusing only show loving dog carcasses.
Tang and Song Nora not loving, like casual, Tang One sitting opposite side glanced Mo cool smoke, across the touch surface of the color complex. Suddenly the moment there is no appetite.
A meal, eat particularly quiet.
After dinner, the men called the Father Don Pianting to talk about things. Turn midway smoke, also known as Mo cool inside.
Qi Qi pregnant, drowsiness, so the maid led upstairs to sleep. Tang Fei and about people, but also leave early. After they left a lengthy Tang and Song Star peel the fruit of two people in the hall, watching TV.
A pedestrian talk about things, talking to him for several hours. Song Star sitting on the couch, all sleepy and fell asleep.He woke up, Don lengthy shoot her awake.
"Yo aunt." She rubbed her sleepy eyes, subconsciously Pianting to look at. "They still talk about it?"
"Ah. I'm going, the stars, you come with me, let your uncle send you?" Don has been a lengthy up.
Star Song Yu Tang reminded of their attitude has been so cold, "or do not bother di sent it, but I have to go and say hello great grandfather job."
"Go the way also for me to say. I pulled out, waiting for you at the door." Lengthy Tang said, carrying a bag already out the door.
Song Star put on slippers, got up, walked toward Pianting.
Outside, the sky is already dark. Villa, bright crystal lamp, the house as a whole like the same day. At the moment, the servants also went back to the backyard of the room, the huge villa, on the left a man Star Song, is particularly quiet.
She went Pianting door and was about to knock on the door. However, only hand touch the door handle, the door was pushed open Pianting a small seam.
The door is not completely closed.
Inside the light pouring out, Song Star entered through a small opening in the door and looked and saw a few people sitting inside his party - Tang gene surprisingly good, cold, charm, warm, insolent, unruly the five totally different feeling young man sitting on the couch, is one of the most eye-catching scenery, absolutely mouth-watering enough so that all women, blood boil.
Star Song eyes, passing from them, down to the time of the Tang imperial, but pumping away. She used to fear most is Don Royal, followed by Don and Don Jue One. The three men, all more or less unapproachable. In contrast, she prefers gentle and handsome tetra Tang did not, and humorous Wu Shu Tang and Song dynasties.
But, since when, her sight, only focused on the di-people?
Being cranky, just listen to Father Don's voice, "wedding invitations templates you guys have a look, pick the best."
wedding invitation?
Song Star Yizheng. Who got married?
"Second, the wedding, Han Yan's father, you are in charge personally pick up." Father, then, once again sounded.
"Ah, I know." Tang Yu then words. Voice is always dull.
Words, clear ear, Star Song body shook under.
and so……
To get married is di and aunt do?
That day, in his office, he said he would become her little uncle, the original, is not just talking about it ......
Song Star stiff at the door, my mind suddenly deprived of oxygen such as halo quickly to hold water.
He wanted to get married ......
His aunt and really want to get married ......
This idea, constantly turning in my mind. Heart, like being dug out, soaked in formalin, the continued expansion of fermentation, and the pain of her chest spasm Luan Shu pain.
No wonder, knowing she was leaving, he did not retain her again as in the past ......
No wonder, that day in office, he would say, before kissing her but was too sober ......
The more you want, the more heart acid. Chest, surging waves of grief made her giant red eyes. She wanted to turn around and go - no,She should pack up and leave here immediately, leaving the Utah city. However, his legs heavy like filling the lead-like, not even step of lumbering.
Breathing has become increasingly difficult, is about to breath.
"Stars, how still standing here?" Don lengthy parked the car and waited for a moment, did not always wait until the Song Star, in turn back.
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