"Did you see it?" Song Zhao said lightly, "This is my answer."

Lan Zixin's disgusting eyes turned red and tears overflowed her eyes.

Just then, Song Chen'ai walked over.

Lan Zixin immediately rushed to Song Chen'ai's arms and complained pitifully, "Cousin Ai, I'll say goodbye to Zhaozhao's cousin, but she actually asked the alpaca to spit on me.

I don’t know what I did wrong, Zhao Zhao’s cousin actually hates me like this. Otherwise, I’d better leave..."

"Spit?"

Song Chen'ai raised his eyebrows and looked at the cotton cotton under Song Zhao's feet with interest, "Alpaca can spit. This is the first time I have seen such an interesting thing."

Lan Zixin, “…”

Is this the point?

She pouted and pulled Song Chen'ai's cuffs, "Cousin Ai~ Zixin's shoes are all dirty. This is the birthday gift you bought for Zixin~"

She hoped that Song Chen'ai would scold Song Zhao for her like she did when she was a child. After all, Song Chen'ai's heart was towards the Lan family.

Song Chen'ai frowned and scolded, "Alpaca spits you, I guess she's playing with you. What does it have to do with the little ghost? Don't make unreasonable accusation of the little ghost."

Lan Zixin was shocked.

Song Chen'ai, who always responded to her, actually scolded her for Song Zhao?

Moreover, Song Chen'ai called Song Zhao Little Devil. When did they have such a good relationship?

Song Chen'ai took out a brocade box from his wide sleeve, opened it and exposed the exquisite pastry inside, and said with a smile, "Little kid, this is the osmanthus cake I went outside to queue up for you. It is the best restaurant sold in Beijing."

Song Zhao hasn't responded yet.

Lan Zixin felt very aggrieved, "Cousin Ai, why don't you buy it for me? I also like to eat osmanthus cake. Don't you love Zixin anymore?"

Song Chen'ai pinched the tip of his nose. He was not a person who favored one or the other. He immediately said, "I'm queuing up for the little ghost to buy first, because this store can only buy one per day. If you like it, I'll go back and buy it for you."

Lan Zixin felt very unhappy.

She didn't know what Song Zhao did? She changed her mind.

"Then I want double portions." Lan Zixin raised her voice and asked.

"Okay." Song Chen'ai responded without hesitation.

Love your sister? It’s what your brother should do.

What's more, his mother always told him that it was pitiful that Lan Zixin lost her mother since she was young. If his cousin did not love her, there would not be many people to rely on her.

Song Chen'ai then said to Song Zhao, "Little devil? Try it? If you like it, I will buy it for you next time."

"No need." Song Zhao shook his head and said lightly, "Can the servants do the queue? Second cousin doesn't have to bother with such boring things."

Lan Zixin slightly bulged her cheeks, "You can't say that. Is this the kindness of cousin Ai? Such a deep affection? How can you say it's boring?"

Song Chen'ai raised his thick eyebrows and was happy. "Little kid, are you caring about your second brother? Is the second brother finally going to guard the clouds and see the moon bright?"

Lan Zixin was so angry.

She sank her face? I don’t know what she thought of? She turned around and left.

Song Zhao got off the swing and turned around and walked into the house.

She didn't take the osmanthus cake that Song Chen'ai handed over.

Song Chen'ai's eyes turned dim and she couldn't help but chase after him and asked, "Little Devil? Why don't you like the people from my mother's family?"

"No reason." Song Zhao said lightly, "I just hate them."

Song Chen'ai was very disappointed.

He knew that he did something wrong in the past? But he had stopped the loss in time.

Maybe his mother is wrong, but what does it have to do with his cousin?

Because Song Zhao hated his mother, he hated his cousin.
Chapter completed!