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Qin wedding south, is indeed a very happy thing worth, Song Qingchun also very happy, she helped South Qin finished dressing the wound after the forehead, also holding a glass of fruit juice instead of wine, sincere congratulations to the Qin south.
Just came out from the dinner table, Song Qingchun kind of sense of joy, it dissipated completely.
Because tomorrow is Friday, she also went to the Soviet Union of the concept, deal with those things Zaoxin between him and her.
Thursday night, Song Qingchun did not sleep well how to do a mess of a night dream, finally, a plump little Routuan climbed in front of her, came closer, she did see, it was a very cute little baby, dream, she did not distinguish between men and women, the baby's eyes are beautiful, big, black, blinked a few times looking at her, giving an indescribable innocence.
He seems a little afraid of her, she looked at her for a long time, slowly climbed up her body, then took care of extending chubby little hand touched her face, milk and milk sound gas shouted: "mom."
Dream Song Qingchun, is the heart of the eruption, apart from anything else will be a small baby in her arms, she giggled amused him, being a better picture when the baby suddenly wow cry: " mom, why do not I? mom, how can you not want me? "
Song Qingchun feel like your heart is something severely tightened, the body called Ji Ling, suddenly opened his eyes.
She was first raised his hand and touched his belly, everything felt normal, it knocks gasped, sat up the body, leaning against the bed.
She touched the phone, looked at the time, half past five in the morning, all she could think about that baby powder carving Yuzhuo, without any drowsiness.
Although only a dream, but the dream baby, crying and asked her why she does not want her picture, she had for a long time, and some fear.
Song Qingchun eyes open, sat stiff seven o'clock, wash down the stairs.
Songmeng Hua still in bed, being soft side and servants prepare breakfast together.
Song Qingchun hit a soft side to say hello, directed at the porch door.
"Youth, you are not home breakfast yet?" Asked the soft side.
"No, I have something, some friends." Song Qingchun while changing his shoes, while the answer.
"Yes, you wait for the next." Soft side before Song Qingchun ready to go, like to think of anything like Han Zhu Song Qingchun, then went upstairs, and after a few moment, she took a bag down, and handed Song Qingchun: "you do not always want this package do I buy you a while back, back back look?."
Song Qingchun Road, the sound of joy "thank you" on the back in the body, turning two laps around a full-length mirror, side head, smiled and asked soft side: "how?"
. "Very nice" side A soft smile, he paused, and said:. "It just carrying it, with your clothes to take."
Song Qingchun weigh the mirror for a moment, is indeed a good fit, Song Qingchun open carrying their original package, the stuff inside will fall out of the machine, into a soft side to the bag, and then on the front side Sophie said the word "worship", out of the house.
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Song Qingchun arrived in time Dasu of the concept of the villa,Only seven and a half, she thought the Soviet Union of the concept still in bed, I did not expect the door to enter his password, just opened the door, saw him dressed in casual civilian clothes, elegant style is making a step down the stairs.
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