"How do you write... like this poem?" Yang Feifei, who was sitting in the passenger seat in the car, turned her head and looked at Su Zhao and said angrily.

"Ha, isn't this poem good?" Su Zhao looked innocent, looked straight ahead, and drove seriously.

Xiaoyu also said in the back seat: "I think this poem is pretty good."

Hearing this, Yang Feifei was speechless, Xiaoyu was still young.

Not to mention a girl like Xiaoyu, an experienced or married woman may not necessarily think wrong when she sees this poem.

"Xiao Yu, your brother is an old hooligan." After a while, Yang Feifei snorted. She didn't want Su Tong to be too chaotic, so she could only tell Xiao Yu that Su Tong was not.

"No." Xiaoyu felt that his brother was a little bit, but he was far from being a hooligan.

Su Tong laughed and said to Xiaoyu: "Xiaoyu, Sister Feifei has also written a poem for me. Do you want to know what kind of poem it is?"

Yang Feifei was stunned. How could she write any poems, let alone write poems for Su Tong.

"What poem?" Xiaoyu said curiously.

Yang Feifei asked in confusion: "Xiao Tong, why don't I remember that I wrote a poem, or for you?"

Before I met Su Tong and was a girl, Yang Feifei wrote some poems, but in the end I found out that what they wrote was so shameless to show others.

After meeting Su Tong, she didn't dare to write poetry anymore.

Su Tong thought for a while and said, "I remember it was a few years ago. One night, Sister Feifei took a shower and lay on the bed. She looked at me shyly, and said to me like fine lines: I have never swept the guest, and the purse door will be opened for you now."

Yang Feifei was stunned, turned her face flushed, and screamed in shame: "Su Tong, you big villain, are necrotic..."

She knew that Su Tong was saying it late, but she didn't say these two sentences that night.

It was impossible. She was still a young girl at that time, so how could she be so shameless?

Xiaoyu said in surprise: "It's great. The joy and seriousness of the welcome guests are included in it. I didn't expect that Sister Feifei is so literary and talented."

Yang Feifei covered her face and Xia Feifei's cheeks. It was clearly what Su Tong mentioned to her that night that she said for the first time, but why did she say it?

Old hooligan!

Yang Feifei was ashamed of shame. She was in a complicated mood that night, solemn and serious, and joy dominated the main one.

But at this moment she didn't know how to explain to Xiaoyu, and it wasn't what she said at all, so she simply said nothing.

On the way, she stopped talking and listened to Su Tong and Xiao Yu chatting.

There are always endless things for this family to say.

When she got home, Xiaoyu packed up her things and took a shower, and Yang Feifei finally settled the score with Su Tong.

"Xiao Yu was on the side before, why are you still so hooligan?" Yang Feifei pinched Su Tong's arm.

Su Tong said in confusion: "Why am I a hooligan?"

"Just pretend." Yang Feifei said angrily, there was nothing he could do with Su Tong.

Su Tong said seriously: "It's not me who is pretending alone, everyone is pretending."

Yang Feifei pouted, and this guy started to cheat again.

Afraid that Yang Feifei was unhappy, Su Tong hugged her shoulder and said, "Baby, I was wrong, don't be angry. But the artistic conception of that poem is really good, don't wear glasses to read it."

Su Tong admitted his mistake, and Yang Feifei became happy immediately, just like all the little women.

Su Tong was not wrong at first, she just hoped that Su Tong would spoil her and coax her. If you think about it carefully, only those who have impure thoughts would think wrongly after reading that poem.

"Am I a little unreasonable?" Yang Feifei also reviewed herself.

"Unreasonable trouble has always been the right that our beauties deserve." Su Tong said with a smile.

In Su Tong, Yang Feifei has long been his beauty.

Yang Feifei felt sweet in her heart and said coquettishly: "Husband, I want it."

"Ah?" Su Tong thought he had heard it wrong: "What?"

Yang Feifei's face did not blush and her heart was not beating. She just didn't dare to look at Su Tong, and she repeated in a low voice: "I want it."

Can't stand it anymore!

Su Tong immediately carried Yang Feifei into the musical instrument room and hung a sign at the door.

This is a brand that Su Tong appeared to prevent inspiration from being disturbed. In fact, it is often used like this.

Why is he always busy like a top and keeps spinning?

One reason is that whether it is Gao Litong, Yang Feifei, or Li Wen, they are all too tempting.

When he was free, he wanted to sing day and night, but men were so infatuated every day. How to attract women and how to keep women in love and admiration for him?

......

Xiaoyu went home after more than a week and asked Xiaoxiao, who came back from school, to scream.

"Sister, I miss you all the time." The little guy started to speak with a bit of a northeastern accent and dialect, chasing behind Xiaoyu's butt, never leaving.

"Have you learned the songs that my brother taught you to sing?" Xiaoyu asked while cleaning the housework.

"Learn well." Xiaoxiao nodded quickly. Before Xiaoyu's military training, Su Zhao began to teach her to sing a song.

Not only that, Su Tong also took her to the Sky City recording studio to record.

What a patriotic song, but Su Tong felt that the time had not come and it was difficult to take it out.

"Do you don't like singing?" Xiaoyu saw that Xiaoxiao was not very interested in singing duets.

Xiao Xiao scratched her face, which shows that she was thinking, struggling and uneasy.

"Don't always scratch your face if you're okay." Xiaoyu took away the little guy's hand.

Her small face is as skin as snow, and her skin is carved with jade, making people worry that she will be scratched by herself.

"Oh." The little guy hurried over to help Xiaoyu work.

Seeing that Xiaoxiao was about to avoid the problem, Xiaoyu was speechless at the ghost elf and had to ask again: "Didn't you tell me if you like singing?"

Xiaoxiao was a little embarrassed and wanted to scratch her face, but remembered that Xiaoyu had just warned her, so she quickly put down her little hand, pinched the corner of her clothes, and whispered: "Sometimes I like it, sometimes I don't like it..."

The little guy is afraid that he will be unhappy if he doesn't like his elder sister.

Xiao Xiao has a complete range of five sounds and her talent is not as good as Xiao Yu, but her qualifications are much better than many so-called singers.

"So can you sing a paragraph now?" Xiaoyu asked.

"What song are you singing?" Xiaoxiao asked.

"This song I've taught you by brother." Xiaoyu took the bucket to change the water.

Xiaoxiao didn't need Qingsang, followed Xiaoyu, opened her mouth and sang.

The young child voice sounded, but her pronunciation was not very standard.

Su Tong and Yang Feifei were cooking dinner in the kitchen. When they heard Xiao Xiao's singing, Yang Feifei smiled and said, "Xiao Xiao's voice is quite cute. Are you really planning to add this link?"

Su Tong was also hesitating that this program is of entertainment and has nothing to do with politics or national honors. It seems that it is a bit different from the above.

"I want to express my determination and loyalty to the organization, but I can't find a way." Su Zhao said depressedly.

"Don't the little princess know?" Yang Feifei whispered. The little princess hasn't come back from get off work yet.

Su Tong focused on the reaction of the royal family.
Chapter completed!