Chapter 007 Carrying the baby home Lingjiu looked at the young man in front of her silently, with a faint light flickering in her pupils, but the mask in front of her could not block her sight. Originally, she wanted to see clearly the authenticity of Song Xueyi's words, but at a glance she saw his face as pale as paper, his slightly pursed lips that were almost black, but his eyes were as pure and sincere as ever, and the desire in them was deeply suppressed, not wanting to put pressure on others. "Song Xueyi, this is the last time." Her eyes trembled, and she removed the troublesome spell. "Okay." Song Xueyi smiled. His smile was as genuine as ever, a smile of joy, with no extra care or restraint. No one who looked at it would have guessed the misfortune of his fate. Lingjiu once said that she couldn't help but laugh when she saw him smiling. This was completely true. Just as now, seeing Song Xueyi's flawless smile, she couldn't help but curl her lips and reach out to touch the top of Song Xueyi's head. "Who told you to run out in the rain!" Xin Xiaohu and others' jaw dropped. The one who fell to the ground was Song Xueyi, who showed no resistance and still squatted on the ground and let Lingjiu touch her. "If you don't run faster, Jiu'er will disappear." Lingjiu blinked. She was clearly trying to comfort the boy. Why, listening to the boy's soft voice, did she have the illusion that the boy was pampering her. She looked carefully at the two people's actions and thought: It must be just an illusion. "Xueyi!" At this time, another group of people rushed outside the teahouse. The woman walking in the front, dressed luxuriously but not ostentatiously, with a face like a woman, but with a look of worry and surprise, still dignified and noble, not allowed to be violated at will, is the eldest lady of the Song family, Sun Gulan. Next to Sun Gulan was Russell, who was holding an umbrella for her, followed by a group of guards from the Song family, including Grandma Xin. When Sun Gulan and others arrived, they saw a strange scene in the teahouse. If the image of Song Xueyi hadn't been deeply rooted in Sun Gulan's mind, not everyone could pretend to be it. She almost doubted the authenticity of the boy squatting in the teahouse. How could her Xueyi do such a thing! Sun Gulan walked to Song Xueyi's side and glanced at Lingjiu with complicated eyes, "Xueyi, why are you so impulsive and ran out? You just want to find someone to give instructions to your servants. Are you afraid that the Song family can't be found in Yuhai Town?" Lingjiu knew that these words were meant for Song Xueyi. They were clearly reprimands. When Sun Gulan said them, there was no blame at all. It was enough to show that she felt deep pain for her son and could not even bear to say a harsh word. Song Xueyi shook his head and did not answer Sun Gulan's words. He only knew that when he learned that he had personally driven away Lingjiu, the panic and uneasiness that surged into his heart prompted him to chase him out desperately. This girl seemed different when he first met her, and her subsequent behavior attracted his attention even more. Not only was she not afraid of him, she had a bright smile, and she also threatened to protect his girl, which he wanted. Whether selfish or despicable, it was the first time he encountered such unique and pure warmth, and he wanted to catch it in his own hands. "Jiu'er." Seeing that Song Xueyi was silent, Sun Gulan focused on Lingjiu. Lingjiu raised his head with an innocent and doubtful expression, "Yes, Aunt Sun?" "Pfft." Hearing the young man's clear laughter, Sun Gulan forgot everything he wanted to say in his throat, and looked at Song Xueyi in surprise. Song Xueyi did not explain to Sun Gulan why she was laughing, but Lingjiu noticed the look in his eyes. She was confused for a moment and then suddenly realized that he was laughing at herself. If she guessed correctly, he was laughing at her pretense in front of others! Recalling the first time the two met, she revealed her true nature in front of him. Lingjiu's eyes flickered and she stared at him silently. "Ahem, let's go back." Song Xueyi did not restrain her smile, coughed twice, and stretched out her hand to Lingjiu. Lingjiu looked at Russell and the others in surprise, and unconsciously put his hand into Song Xueyi's hand, thinking in his heart: Sun Gulan didn't care about his son very much, how could he be indifferent when he heard him cough? Aren't Russell and the others very good at observing people's emotions, and why didn't they know how to get a towel to wipe Song Xueyi's water, and why he was dripping like this. Just as she was thinking about it, Russell had respectfully handed Song Xueyi an umbrella. Song Xueyi held up an umbrella in one hand, took a step forward and then stopped, visually inspecting the puddles along the way. She turned her head and said to Lingjiu, "I'll carry you." Lingjiu was startled, glanced at him silently, lowered her eyes like a well-behaved child, and said softly: "Master, don't be joking." "It's not a joke." Song Xueyi threatened, let go of her hand, bent down to hold her little buttocks, and took the general into his arms. Lingjiu was startled, and kicked Song Xueyi's cheek instinctively, using the force to nimbly turn over and land on the ground, splashing water and dirtying the hem of his clothes. "..." Embarrassing! A second later, Lingjiu realized what he had done. He almost sprayed blood on his face when he looked up and saw the bright footprints on Song Xueyi's mask. She had the urge to cover her face and howl like a wolf. Should she say that fortunately the other party has the habit of wearing a mask? ? "Can you tell me first when you kick me next time?" Song Xueyi took the initiative to break the silence. The voice as clear and smooth as the friction of jade broke through Lingjiu's defense in an instant, and she replied blankly, "I didn't mean it." "It doesn't matter if it was intentional." Song Xueyi smiled and bent down to pick her up again. This time Lingjiu rationally controlled his reaction skills, tilted his head away from Song Xueyi's head, and said stiffly: "I have legs." "Yeah." Song Xueyi raised her face and said with a smile, "I know how to kick people's legs." Lingjiu: "..." She thinks he is gentle, but is she really blind? "Be good, hold my neck, otherwise you will fall if you are not stable..." Song Xueyi reminded her. "Be good, sister." Lingjiu complained smoothly. What responded to her was not anger, but the laughter of young Qingyue. Lingjiu turned her head to look at him, and saw his strange face through the mask, his crescent-shaped smiling eyes, and his grinning lips. He couldn't help but curl up the corners of his lips, thinking that he looked really cute when he smiled. The two of them walked in front, all