Song Qingshu's heart was tight, and he hurriedly put on his spirit to deal with it: "It's a bit of a headache."
"Really? Tell me to listen." Ling retreated Si put down his cup of tea and stared carefully into his eyes, "This house heard that Mr. Song has been running to my daughter's room for a while and going to the cell to chat with Ding Dian for a while, I wonder what your son has in mind?"
Ling retreat Si as a party official, the body emits a faint majesty and oppressive force, so that Song Qingshu uncomfortable, the heart hated a thought: brother I am a crossing crowd, no tiger body shock, the body emits the king of the aura also strike bird, you turned to king of me.
Of course, his mouth but never dare to say so, with a slightly humble tone of voice explained: "I do not hide from
