Song Mingyi looked away: "Call Auntie."
"Okay, okay, aunt." Liu Yancheng looked at Song Mingyi eagerly: "The equipment you are wearing is so handsome. Can you give me a set too, and let's go save the world together."
Song Mingyi: "You just said this is mentally retarded."
Snapped--
Liu Yancheng lightly slapped himself in the face and said fiercely: "Bad guy, if you dare to use my mouth to talk nonsense, I will beat you to death!"
Liu Yancheng looked flattering again: "Auntie, is this going to end? Can I have this handsome hero costume?"
Song Mingyi couldn't help but give Liu Yancheng a thumbs up, sincerely admiring him: "Young man can bend and stretch, he has a bright future."
A noble man like Liu Yancheng, who grew up with a noble family, values his face above all else. Not many people can apologize and admit their mistakes as neatly as Liu Yancheng.
"That's right, my mother said that she told me my fortune when I was a child, and I was destined to be rich and powerful in my life." Liu Yancheng said eagerly, "Auntie, can you take me to save the world together?"
Song Mingyi couldn't bear the pestering, so she thought there was an Ultraman costume in the car and gave it to Liu Yancheng.
Liu Yancheng was overjoyed and immediately went to the car to change into it.
It's just that he didn't put on makeup, he was still the same as he was, which seemed a bit inconsistent.
Of course Liu Yancheng himself is beautiful.
He, Mr. Liu, is the most handsome and unrestrained.
Lu Yimo walked silently to the other side of Song Mingyi and distanced himself.
He's so stupid, what if he gets infected?
Doesn't this affect his ability to protect his mother?
Liu Yancheng saw Lu Yimo's actions, walked over, and picked up the little guy: "Little Momo, are you fascinated by my brother's style? You don't need to feel ashamed, and you don't need to feel embarrassed. I'm so handsome, if If he had been born a few years earlier, he would have become a legend.”
Liu Yancheng hummed again: "Don't be obsessed with me, I'm just a legend~~"
Lu Yimo covered his chest and retched several times.
Liu Yancheng was anxious: "Xiao Momo, what's wrong with you?"
Lu Yimo made a sullen face and said seriously: "I want to vomit. My cousin's narcissism is so disgusting."
Liu Yancheng was angry: "That's nonsense! I'm not disgusted! I'm obviously handsome!"
"Yeah, cricket's cricket."
Song Mingyi burst into laughter.
Lu Yimo immediately said: "Mom, am I right?"
Song Mingyi thought of Liu Yancheng's coquettish look just now and nodded: "Yes."
Liu Yancheng held his chest, feeling so heartbroken that he couldn't breathe.
He looked up to the sky and screamed: "Is there still warmth in this world? Why do you have to hurt an innocent person like me, ah!"
Song Mingyi slapped her in the face: "Shut up, noisy."
Liu Yancheng said aggrievedly: "Oh."
Lu Yimo pulled Song Mingyi's sleeve: "Mom, I still want to go for a ride."
"good."
"I want to go too." Liu Yancheng immediately hugged Lu Yimo, stuffed him into the back row, and went to sit in the passenger seat quietly.
Lu Yimo wasn't angry either. He just raised his face and looked at Song Mingyi: "Mom, can you let me drive? Can you sit with me?"
"Of course." Song Mingyi threw the car keys to Liu Yancheng: "Drive."
Liu Yancheng: "..."
Liu Yancheng could only sit in the driver's seat resignedly.
Just as he was about to step on the accelerator to speed up, Song Mingyi's voice rang out: "Slow down."
Liu Yancheng could only slow down.
Liu Yancheng snorted dissatisfied: "What's the difference between this speed and a turtle crawling? If you're scared, just go back and take the stroller."
When had Mr. Liu ever driven a car at this speed?
Lu Yimo blinked his big eyes, a little nervous: "Isn't it fun for Mom to take me for a ride?"
"It's nothing." Song Mingyi immediately denied: "Going for a ride with my Mo Mo is the most fun. I like my Mo Mo the most."
"Well, I also like my mother the most. Even more than my father."
Liu Yancheng felt unhappy when he heard the words coming from the back row.
He has already seen clearly that this kid from the Lu family will be a top-notch green tea in the future, and he will please Sister Yi at a young age.
Liu Yancheng couldn't help but admire his face in the mirror.
Look left, look right.
360° no blind spots, no matter how you look at him, he looks like a handsome guy.
So, the question is?
Why does Sister Yi refuse to look at him and insist on being his aunt?
All right.
Liu Yancheng also admitted that apart from his good face, good figure, 185 status, eight-pack chest muscles, mermaid line, and legs from the neck down, his grades and work ability were a little worse.
However, the Liu family is rich and powerful, but he is still the only one.
Wouldn’t it be nice to marry him in the future, take control of him, control the entire Liu family, and be his queen? Wouldn’t the queen of the Liu family feel unhappy?
He asked, young girls nowadays like to go this way.
Liu Yancheng was very confused and asked like this.
When Song Mingyi heard Liu Yancheng's words, she was speechless.
Suddenly she remembered that when she met Mr. Liu again, Mr. Liu kept saying that my grandson had a good-looking face.
It can be said that the positioning of oneself is very accurate.
Song Mingyi said: "Maybe in addition to looking at the face, I also look at the inside. Good-looking faces are all the same, but interesting souls are only one in a million. My nephew, study hard."
When Liu Yancheng heard Song Mingyi's words, he cried sadly.
"Auntie, you are too bad. You always mention my sad things. If I am smart, can I still be a vase?"
Song Mingyi: "..."
Seeing Liu Yancheng crying so pitifully, I felt like I had bullied a child. What's going on?
When Liu Yancheng saw that Song Mingyi was silent, he cried louder: "I cried, I cried, didn't you hear? You asked me to call you aunt, don't you know how to comfort me when you cry?"
Song Mingyi was speechless.
How old is Liu Yancheng?
Twenty-two years old.
She also graduated from college this year and is one year younger than her.
But seeing Liu Yancheng crying pitifully, even the car followed him in a serpentine shape.
Song Mingyi had a terrible headache: "Okay, okay, don't cry. I'll take you to eat delicious food, okay?"
Liu Yancheng snorted coldly, his chin almost raised to the sky: "Do you think I am a little brat like Lu Yimo? Am I so easy to coax?"
Lu Yimo: "I'm different from my cousin. I won't be angry with my mother. I don't need my mother's coaxing."
Don't think he didn't hear this little brat giving him eye drops!
Liu Yancheng took advantage of the red light and glared at Lu Yimo: "What an adult has to say, you have no business speaking as a child!"
Lu Yimo didn't say a word and shrank into Song Mingyi's arms.
Song Mingyi hugged Lu Yimo and stared at Liu Yancheng: "Are you going or not?"
"You are so cruel." Liu Yancheng had a pale face and felt aggrieved. He sniffed and said, "Go, you said you were going to treat me to dinner to apologize. Can I still not go?"
