Lingling still remembers that when Song Zhao learned that the third young master of Tang was back home, she was so impatient to pay tribute to the third young master of Tang, who obviously disliked the third young master of Tang.

The second young master of the Tang Dynasty is Song Zhaodi's cousin, and he will inherit the mantra of the second grandfather, Dali Temple Minister in the future.

Although he is not in the mansion for many years, Lingdang doesn't know the relationship between the girl and the second young master.

But no matter what, Song Zhao must have greeted him.

Who knows.

After hearing this, Song Zhao didn't even move his eyebrows, but just said lightly, and walked towards his grandmother.

Lingling was stunned for a moment and asked carefully, "Will the girl not go to pay tribute to the second young master of the church?"

Song Zhao thought of something, and kept walking, and replied calmly, "He wouldn't want to see me."

Bell, “!!!”

This is a lot of information!

Does the second young master of Tang hate her girl?

"That girl, you have to stay away from the second young master. He looks so fierce." Lingdang leaned into Song Zhao's ear and said nervously.

Thinking of the second young master's fierce aura, he was so scared that he was so scared!

Song Zhao thought for a while, "I know."

The bell has a bitter face.

She just casually reminded the girl that the girl was so serious that she was even more scared.

Could it be that the second young master Cheng Tang can attack the girl even if he hates her?

When Song Zhao arrived at his grandmother's yard, he learned that his grandmother was still taking a nap.

The sun is just right now.

Song Zhao simply sat and waited, looked up and saw a basket of fresh grapes on the table, and he was so greedy that he picked up a piece of skin.

Halfway through the stripping, the nanny walked out and nervously reminded him after seeing it, "Miss Second Girl, this is taken by the Second Young Master Tang."

Song Zhao paused.

The little face immediately wrinkled, and it was not right to eat, nor was it not right to not eat.

The nanny whispered, "While the second young master of Tang is not here, you don't admit that you have touched his grapes..."

Others in the house may not know.

But as an old man in the mansion, the nanny knew that the second young master of the Tang Dynasty had a stalemate between the second girl and the second girl.

Both of them are fond of all kinds of favored masters, with a rude and domineering personality, and have disliked each other since childhood.

The second young master of Tang didn’t have the idea of ​​pitying the young girl, and he had swollen the second girl’s butt.

It was after that time that the second girl hated the second young master of the hall, and the two brothers and sisters never interacted with each other.

Now that the second young master of the hall is back home, he is afraid he will compete with the second girl again.

If I knew that the second girl had moved his grapes, I would have had a childish argument with the second girl.

Song Zhao was planning to secretly throw the grapes away.

A steady and powerful footsteps came.

"Tang, the second young master..." Ling Ding asked homage in horror.

Song Chen'ai stepped into the threshold.

A young man with a handsome appearance has a tall figure, wide shoulders and strong body.

There are three young men in the Song family.

The eldest son Song Jing was envious of the lonely and arrogant.

The third son Song Jin was gentle and elegant.

The second son Song Chen'ai is arrogant and arrogant.

His facial features are handsome, with clear water horns, and there is an indelible fierce and resentful aura between his eyebrows and eyes.

He picked his eyes casually, his eyes were so fierce that he was scary.

Old Mrs. Song took a nap and walked out, and just saw the scene of Song Chen'ai walking towards Song Zhao.

The old lady's eyelids twitched, and she protected her shorts and blocked her granddaughter, "Brother Ai, what other monster are you going to be!"

Song Chen'ai's eyes were dark.

He stared at Song Zhao for only a moment.

The eyes seemed to contain a lot of emotions, their pupils contracted deeply, and they were forbearing and frantic, making people unable to understand their minds.

The nanny reminded the old lady, "The second girl ate the second young master's grapes."

Old Mrs. Song was immediately angry.

"Isn't it just a grape? I'll eat it. If you dare to be fierce again, my grandmother will beat you carefully."
Chapter completed!