When Situ Qinglang heard his father's words, he couldn't help but change his head into two heads. Needless to say, he also knew what the "good news" meant, so he said helplessly: "Dad, you have already said this, but this matter is also

It doesn't come from being hasty."

"Ahem." Situ Zheng coughed, "I can't say too much. Your married life is your own business. In short, you just hurry up."

"Yeah, I know."

"Pay attention to your health." Situ Zheng rarely warned, "There is a big temperature difference between morning and evening in Hong Kong. You two should pay attention to your health."

Situ Qinglang was suddenly startled, as if he didn't expect these words to come from his father who was always stingy and caring.

"You... too. If you want anything, I'll bring it back to you when I get back."

"That's not necessary. We have everything at home. You just have to have fun." Situ Zheng said unnaturally, feeling some changes in himself in his heart.

"Yes, I understand." Situ Qinglang said softly, "Then let's go have dinner first. If you need anything, please call me."

"Yes." Situ Zheng responded and hung up the phone.

Situ Qinglang held up the phone and was unable to recover. In his mind, this seemed to be the first time he had spoken to his father so peacefully.

For the first time, I heard my father tell me to "pay attention to my health" and "have fun".

This was so different from the strict image of Situ Zheng in the past. For a moment, his heart surged, and a little bit of warmth comforted his heart, which had never felt the warmth of a family.

"Have you finished the beating?" Tianxin asked him, blinking.

Situ Qinglang suddenly lowered his head, pecked her heavily on the lips, held her little face and said, "Baby, thank you very much."

Tianxin was confused and didn't understand what was going on, but judging from Qinglang's performance on the phone call just now, not only did the father and son not quarrel, but they were also in harmony?

That's good... She finally breathed a sigh of relief, and she still thought she would get into trouble.

Situ Qinglang was in a very relaxed mood and once again started humming. He held his sweetheart's little hand and slowly blended into the row upon row of streets in Hong Kong.

Hong Kong is a very tasteful city. There is no obvious boundary between the style of a big city and a small seaport. There is often a row of buildings in front of it, but when you go around, you will find some small streets with tall signboards and many second-hand luxury shops on both sides.

Specialty stores for electronic products, cosmetics and medicines.

This was the first time for Tianxin to see such a strange integration of humanistic style, and she walked around curiously with her eyes wide open.

It was rare for Situ Qinglang to have such leisurely time to accompany her. You must know that he used to hate crowds of people and was not willing to go in or out of such places.

"Do you think these small shops selling watches are real or fake?" Tianxin lowered her voice and asked, "Aren't these high-end watches, jewelry, gold, etc., like ours, all opened in shopping mall counters?"

"Hong Kong is still very strict about the investigation and punishment of counterfeit goods." Situ Qinglang took his sweetheart into Chow Tai Fook, "but if you really want to buy it, it is best to go to a counter or near Harbor City. I will just take a look here."

Tianxin was shocked and looked at Situ Qinglang as if he were an alien: "You, you, you, why do you even know such high-end words as counter? You look like a girl!"

"I also want to buy something." Situ Qinglang knocked on her head, "Otherwise, I will eat and wear whatever I want?"

Every time he hit Sweetheart on the head, he would bend his index finger and tap it twice with his knuckles. A soldier is already very strong, not to mention that his bones and joints were so hard that he would often hit Sweetheart so hard that she held her head and hid.

"Let's not look at it. I want to eat more." She covered her head and rubbed it.

Situ Qinglang pointed to a Hong Kong-style restaurant in front: "It's over there. The taste is pretty good. I've brought Qingqing here to eat before."

"You and Qingqing have such a good relationship." Tianxin was a little envious. She felt that Qingqing was really lucky to be taken care of by such a considerate and handsome brother. Why didn't she know Qinglang a few years earlier?

"She clings to me every day, what can I do?" Situ Qinglang opened the restaurant door for Sweetie like a gentleman.

As expected, the famous place was naturally overcrowded and the restaurant was so noisy that he wanted to leave as soon as he stepped through the door.

"Wow!" Sweetie's eyes were filled with stars, because a waiter happened to walk over with a portion of curry chicken rice and fish ball noodles in front of her, and she suddenly pulled Qinglang's sleeves excitedly, "That one looks delicious!

"

"..." Situ Qinglang held his forehead, it seemed that he could only eat this one.

Hong Kong's land is at a premium, and no matter how famous the restaurant is, the space is small and pitiful. Situ Qinglangchu, who is not very fond of worldly fireworks, was completely in trouble at the door - looking around, there was not an empty table.

Tianxin, however, took advantage of the fact that she often ate in small restaurants, and rushed to a table for two people. Seeing that the other person's bowl was almost empty, she waved: "Here, here."

Situ Qinglang felt like a beggar, so he had no choice but to bite the bullet and step forward.

Sitting in front of me were two Hong Kong girls, who were not afraid of the cold weather and were wearing shorts with their fair thighs exposed. Tianxin was curious about what they were eating, but she was too embarrassed to keep staring, so she had to secretly glance at the wontons in their bowls.

, Situ Qinglang held his forehead - more like a beggar.

Suddenly a handsome guy appeared next to him and watched him eat. The girls were very embarrassed. One of them raised her head and glanced at Situ Qinglang.

Situ Qinglang could only smile awkwardly and apologetically.

Wow! So handsome! The girl screamed in her heart, is it really okay to have such a handsome man staring at her while eating? It must not be, it would be too unsightly!

So the girls gave up the wontons reluctantly. Before leaving, one of them was still reluctant to leave and suddenly said in a Hong Kong accent: "Sir, can I get your mobile phone number?"

What is she saying to Qinglang with such a smile? Sweetheart immediately sounded the alarm, but she couldn't understand a word! She had to scratch her head anxiously in her heart!

"I'm sorry." Situ Qinglang declined politely and pulled Sweetie beside him to sit down.

The idea of ​​having a master is really a disappointing thing. The girls left with regret. Sweetheart tilted her head and asked warily: "What did they just say?"

"I want my mobile phone number." Situ Qinglang raised his eyebrows.

Sweetheart immediately felt unhappy. Shouldn’t asking for a mobile phone number be something a man does to a woman? Why do women always want to deceive Qinglang’s mobile phone number? Not happy!

Think about it, even though you are not a school beauty, you are still very popular, okay? Why have you been insulated since you got together with Qinglang? You can only watch others covet him, and you don't even have the chance to "retaliate".

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Sweetheart puffed up her cheeks, got jealous, and muttered: "It's so annoying, I decided to scratch your face so that you can't go around in the future."
Chapter completed!