Chapter 399 378: Eyes do not know Mount Tai

Miyamoto also widened his eyes with an incredible look.

He thought Song Jing was a yellow-haired girl.

How could I have imagined that Song Jing was so beautiful.

is simply out of the question!

Miyamoto Tou glanced at Miyamoto, a little confused about Miyamoto's emotions, nodded and said, "Yes."

After the words fell, Miyamoto Tou continued: " is definitely not the kind of person you said. I have known her for more than half a year, she is a very good girl!

When got a positive answer, Miyamoto was even more surprised, and immediately raised his foot and walked towards Song Yu.

hurried footsteps.

Seeing his unkind appearance, Miyamoto Fuji immediately followed in Miyamoto's footsteps.

How to do?

Miyamoto is also the number one warrior in Wano Kingdom. He has worshipped the strongest samurai in Wano Kingdom since he was a child. If he really started, Song Yu would definitely not be his opponent.

Miyamoto was very nervous, she quietly took out her mobile phone and sent a message to her husband.

urged him to go home quickly.

must not let Song Yu suffer any harm here.

At this moment, Miyamoto also walked over to Song Jing, "Hello, Miss Song."

Miyamoto Fuji was stunned.

This.

seems to be a little different from what she imagined.

If she remembered correctly, didn't Miyamoto come to seek justice for her confidante?

What is the situation now?

Just when Miyamoto Fuji was in a daze, Miyamoto also continued: "First of all, let me introduce myself, I am Miyamoto Miyamoto, Miyamoto's nephew. Miss Song, I have long admired the name."

Saying that, Miyamoto also stretched out his hand to Song Jing.

Have you ever admired your name?

After hearing these four words, Miyamoto Fuji was even more incredible.

She even thought she had auditory hallucinations.

Because it really doesn't seem like something Miyamoto could say.

Miyamoto also.

Song Jing was immediately happy when she heard the name.

Isn't that the unlucky guy in the dungeon?

Song Jing raised her lips slightly and shook hands with Miyamoto, "Hello, Song Jing."

Miyamoto's heartbeat also accelerated, and he hardly dared to look directly at Song Jing.

He had never seen anyone who could compare to Song Jing.

Even an exotic beauty like Cecina is more than three points inferior in front of Song Wei.

Cecina gives the impression that she is a big beauty.

But Song Yu is different.

Her beauty is inside and outside.

This is an unadorned beauty.

Some people are beautiful in Chinese clothes, but Song Wei is different. She wears the simplest clothes, but she presents an unrepeatable beauty.

makes people unable to take their eyes off.

People always say that wearing a sack is also the most beautiful cub, and it is the most suitable to describe her.

Miyamoto Tou squinted his eyes and took the initiative to introduce: ", this is my nephew Miyamoto, who has only recently come to the capital."

After the words fell, Miyamoto Fuji looked at Miyamoto again, " is my most important guest."

is a pun.

She is warning Miyamoto not to be rude to Song Jing.

At this time, Miyamoto Fuji was afraid that he had never thought of it. Miyamoto, who just wanted to avenge his confidante, had already put all his anger behind him.

Miyamoto also continued: "Since Miss Song is my aunt's most important guest, she is also my most important guest! Welcome to our Wano country, Miss Song."

Miyamoto Fuji really couldn't figure out what medicine was sold in Miyamoto's gourd.

What does he want to do?

Hearing the words, Song Jing turned her eyes slightly, "Thank you, Mr. Miyamoto, you must go when you have time."

Miyamoto also tried his best to suppress his manic heartbeat and wanted to say something, but he didn't know what to say when the words came to his lips.

This feeling is very strange.

He is not a little white with no emotional experience. After all, he is the prince of a country. In Wano country, he can choose from all kinds of beauties, but none of them can make Miyamoto so out of control.

Miyamoto Tou looked at Miyamoto, and he had some eyebrows in his heart, and then said: ", the sun is shining outside, why don't we go inside and talk?"

"Yes." Song Jing nodded slightly.

Miyamoto also followed in the footsteps of the two.

Entered the house, Miyamoto immediately arranged for someone to pour tea.

Miyamoto likes tea very much, and even more like the tea culture of China.

Although there is also a tea ceremony in Wano, but after all, it was stolen from China. This stolen thing, no matter how good it is, is not as good as the local culture.

Miyamoto Teng took a sip from the cup and looked at Song Yu with a smile, ", how do you taste this tea?"

Hearing this, Song Yu picked up the cup and took a sip.

She loves milk tea and tea.

Both have their advantages.

After tasting it carefully, Song Yu put down the cup and said in a shallow tone, "It's Ziyun tea."

Hearing this, Miyamoto Fuji widened his eyes and was a little surprised, "Can you taste this?"

is indeed a tea lover.

This purple cloud tea is very precious. It grows on the cliffs above 3,000 meters above sea level. During the picking season every year, many people fall into the abyss to pick tea.

So the price is also very expensive.

At present, it has been sold for a sky-high price of 1,000 yuan per gram, so this purple cloud tea is also called soft gold, even rarer than gold, after all, gold is only 500 yuan per gram.

The price of Ziyun tea is twice that of gold.

However, because Ziyun tea is very similar to Junshan Silver Needle and has a similar taste, there are many profiteers in the market who use Junshan Silver Needle to pretend to be Ziyun tea.

Even Miyamoto Fuji, who likes to drink tea, often gets it wrong.

She didn't expect that Song Jing could taste that it was Ziyun tea in one sip.

Song Hua looked at Miyamoto Teng, and continued: "Actually, Ziyun tea is very easy to distinguish. Although it tastes very similar to Junshan Silver Needle, it does not have a very special tea fragrance, and it can be found when you taste it carefully. It has a faint sweetness, and this sweetness will have some refreshing feeling similar to snow-capped mountains. This refreshing feeling will always linger on the tip of the tongue, even if you only drink one sip, it will remain for more than three hours."

Song Wei loves tea, so she tasted all the teas available in the market.

Although this purple cloud tea is precious, there are several kilograms in her cupboard.

She also often uses purple cloud tea to make milk tea.

Hearing this, Miyamoto immediately picked up the teacup in front of him and took a sip like a cow drinking water.

After drinking it, he tasted it carefully, and the taste seemed to be somewhat similar to what Song Yu described.

Song Jing is really amazing!

Miyamoto also raised his head to look at Song Jing, with a little more admiration in his eyes.

Miyamoto was also full of praise for Song Jing.

After drinking the tea, Song Jing offered to leave.

It was originally a gathering of two people, but there was more Miyamoto, and the atmosphere was really weird.

Moreover, Song Yu always felt that this Miyamoto was also a bit not very smart.

Miyamoto stood up, ", it's so late, why don't you stay for dinner before leaving?"

Miyamoto was also sitting in the same place, and he also wanted Song Ye to stay.

but don't know how to speak.

Maybe this is what it feels like to really like someone?

He will be happy because of Song Wei's look, and also sad because of Song Wei's words.

Although it is nonsense.

After all, he and Song Jing had not known each other for more than three hours.

But sometimes, love is so inexplicable.

Some people can really see a lifetime.

For example, the current self.

But Miyamoto also knew who he was.

The two of them have different nationalities and different positions. He will not make changes because of Song Yu, and he will not give up his nationality for love like his aunt.

His life cannot be just women.

Therefore, Miyamoto can only restrain himself.

Song Jing turned her eyes slightly, "Auntie, you are too polite. I have an appointment tonight, so I won't disturb you."

Dating?

Hearing this, Miyamoto Tou suddenly remembered that Song Jing also had a fianc, and said with a smile, "Then I won't leave you."

"Well." Song Jing turned her eyes slightly, "Then I'll say goodbye to my aunt first."

After the words fell, Song Yu also said hello to Miyamoto.

Never lose etiquette at any time.

After all, what she now represents in front of Miyamoto is not a person, but the quality of a country.

Miyamoto also nodded slightly, and then said, "Miss Song, should I take you off?"

"Thank you, but my brother has come to pick me up."

"That trip, pay attention to safety on the road." Miyamoto also said.

"it is good."

Song Jing turned and left.

Looking at Song Jing's back, Miyamoto Teng seemed to remember something, and suddenly said, "Wait a minute."

"Auntie, do you have anything else to do?" Song Jing paused and looked sideways slightly.

She just stood there, the crystal lamp above her head coating her with a shallow layer of light.

looks like a beautiful painting.

One can't help but hold your breath.

Miyamoto Tou smiled and said, "I asked someone to fold a bunch of hibiscus in the back garden, you can take it back and put it in a vase."

Famous flowers match beautiful women.

is absolutely amazing.

Miyamoto likes hibiscus very much, she even thinks hibiscus is the king of flowers.

is brighter than a peony and more delicate than a rose.

is more dignified than plum blossoms.

Therefore, in Miyamoto's heart, no one is more worthy of this unique hibiscus than Song Yu.

Especially in the back garden after seeing Song Yu who looked down at the flowers.

"it is good."

At this moment, the servant came over with a bouquet of delicate hibiscus.

Miyamoto Tou took the flowers from the servant and walked to Song Yu, " take it."

Song Jing took the flowers with both hands, "Thank you auntie."

A huge bouquet of flowers almost covered her face.

But the flowers still can't hide her gorgeousness.

"Auntie, then I'll go first." Song Yan continued.

"Yeah." Miyamoto nodded.

Song Jing hugged the flower and turned to leave.

Only Miyamoto and Miyamoto were left in the air.

Miyamoto Tou looked at Miyamoto, and just wanted to speak, but Miyamoto took the initiative to speak, "Auntie, I think you are right, Miss Song is indeed not an ordinary girl, I would like to be her friend, not an enemy."

"Are you sincere?" Miyamoto Tou narrowed his eyes.

"Yeah." Miyamoto also nodded.

Miyamoto then asked, "What about other than that?"

She didn't believe that Miyamoto just wanted to be friends with Song Jing.

"Nothing else." Miyamoto also said every word.

His first reaction to seeing other beautiful women was possession.

Therefore, he had many women.

But not to Song .

His first reaction to Song Jing was protection.

If she is the rose on the B612 asteroid, then he is willing to be the glass cover to protect the rose.

Miyamoto Tou just stared at Miyamoto, "Really?"

"Really." Miyamoto also nodded.

Miyamoto shook his head, "It's not like you."

Miyamoto Fuji has only two impressions of Miyamoto.

Dark.

Ends without compromise

If Miyamoto is really as he thought, if he fell in love with Song Ye at first sight, he would definitely do something about it.

Miyamoto didn't say anything, and didn't explain.

As the ruler of a country, he should not be easily seen as happy and angry.

Song Jing came outside with a bouquet.

Song Bochen's car was already parked there.

The driver's door was open, and through the streetlights, he could vaguely see him leaning on the driver's door smoking a cigarette.

Flickering fireworks illuminated his face.

Seeing this, Song Jing raised her eyebrows slightly.

It seems that there must be someone in Song Bochen's car.

Otherwise, he would never stand outside the car smoking a cigarette.

This is not in line with Song Bochen's character.

Also, Song Bochen was obviously not in a state at this time. Otherwise, he would definitely find himself immediately.

Is it true that as Zheng Mei said, he is in love?

Song Po softly walked to Song Bochen's side.

"Big Brother?"

Song Bochen then came to his senses, threw the cigarette **** on the ground, and pressed it out with his toes, "Yanyan."

Song Jing glanced at the back seat of the car, "Is there someone in the car, eldest brother?"

"A friend." Song Bochen replied.

"Oh."

After the words fell, Song Jing reached out and opened the rear door.

As soon as he opened the door, he saw a young girl sitting there.

About twenty-two years old.

With long curly hair, glasses, and a blue plaid shirt, she is full of literary atmosphere. Although she is smiling, it is not difficult to see that she is somewhat restrained.

Probably didn't expect someone to open the rear door.

Song Jing got into the car with flowers in her arms and said with a smile, "Hello, I'm Song Bochen's younger sister Song Jing."

Song !

Hearing this, Han Wenyin's apricot eyes widened and she was very surprised.

She didn't expect that the person Song Bochen was going to pick up was Song Jing!

Song Jing is the person she admires the most.

For a while, Han Wenyin was very excited, she didn't know how to react, "Hello goddess, I, I, I like you very much!"

"Thank you." Song Yu put the flowers in front and turned her eyes with a smile, "Brother, won't you introduce me?"

Song Bochen touched his nose, "This is Miss Han Wen Yin, Miss Yin Yin, this is my sister Song Jing."

Song Wei looked at Han Wenyin, "Big brother's friend is my friend. Sister Han, just call me by my nickname Yanyan like big brother."

She could see that Song Bochen was different to Han Wenyin.

Moreover, this girl is clean and unpretentious.

If she can come together with Song Bochen, Song Wei naturally agrees very much.

Hearing this, Han Wenyin looked at Song Jing with a look of shock in her eyes.

How could she have thought that Song Jing was so friendly.

She didn't even expect that Song Jing would call her Sister Han.

Song Jing sat next to Han Wenyin, "Sister Han, we are all about the same age, you don't need to be cautious."

After all, it is very likely that she will be the future sister-in-law, so Song Jing should be more enthusiastic.

You can't make your future sister-in-law feel cold.

"Yeah." Han Wenyin nodded.

God knows how nervous she is now.

Facing the goddess, she simply knew how to communicate, and she didn't even know how to place her hands and feet.

Song Bo looked at Song Bochen in the front seat, "Brother, I have something to deal with, just send me to Shangyue Square."

Before she did not know that Song Bochen had an appointment with the beautiful woman.

Now I know that nature can no longer be a light bulb.

After all, Song Bochen finally had a time alone with the girl.

"Then I'll come back to pick you up?" Song Bochen continued.

"No," Song Jing continued, "Brother Yu will take me back."

Hearing that Yu Tingzhi was there, Song Bochen didn't ask any further questions.

"Well."

Song Bochen continued: "There is milk tea in the incubator."

"Okay." Song Yu took out two cups of milk tea from the incubator and handed one of them to Han Wenyin.

"Sister Han, try it."

"thanks."

Song Jing smiled lightly, "You're welcome."

Her smile was like magic, instantly relieving the pressure on Han Wenyin.

is weird.

Song Jing took a sip of milk tea and then said, "Sister Han, do you like Furong?"

"I like it." Han Wenyin replied.

Song Yu divided the hibiscus flower in half and handed it to Han Wenyin, "These are for you."

Han Wenyin was naturally embarrassed to accept the flowers sent by Song Jing, and politely declined: "Thank you, thank you, but"

Song Jing said with a smile: "This flower was given to me by an elder, I just borrowed it to present to Buddha. Sister Han, if you don't accept it, you don't want to be my friend."

Han Wenyin took the hibiscus flower, her hands were shaking because she was too excited, "Thank you."

After all, Song Jing is the person she admires the most.

No one can understand Han Wenyin's mood at this time.

is great!

Shangyue Square is nearby.

Soon, the car stopped.

Song Jing got off the car with the remaining half of Furong in her arms, "Sister Han, I'm leaving first."

Han Wenyin nodded.

After the words fell, Song Wei looked at Song Bochen in the driver's seat, "Brother, pay attention to safety when driving on the road."

"Yes." Song Bochen then explained, "If Tingzhi doesn't come, remember to call me."

"OK."

Song Bochen said again: "Remember not to talk to strangers."

Song Jing laughed softly, "Brother, I'm an adult."

Song Bochen didn't say anything more, "Then I'll take Yinyin back first."

"Well, let's go." Song Jing waved at him.

Song Bochen drove away.

Song Jing walked into the square with flowers in her arms.

Seven in the evening.

The square was very lively, Song Wei found a wooden barrel rice with a hot business and ordered a set meal.

When the rice was served, she took a photo of Yu Tingzhi and sent it over.

Yu Tingzhi immediately replied in seconds: [One person?

Well, my brother went after the girl.

Are you in Shangyue Plaza now?

Yes.

Yu Tingzhi replied: [Help me order a wooden bucket meal too, it will arrive in ten minutes.

Song just thought he was joking.

After all, this person was still in Scotland when she spoke to her last night.

Okay, what do you want to eat? Song Hua responded very cooperatively.

Yu Tingzhi: [Just the same as you.

Song Jing replied with an emoji, and then lowered her eyes to eat.

Although this restaurant is not big, the taste of wooden barrel rice is excellent.

Song Jing does not have the habit of playing with her mobile phone while eating. She eats very seriously and chews slowly.

is eating.

Song Jing suddenly felt that there were more people on the other side.

followed by the familiar sandalwood scent.

Song Jing was stunned for a moment, then she looked up and saw Mr. Yu who had disappeared for a long time.

The man was wearing a black silk shirt and his delicate phoenix eyes narrowed slightly, just looking at Song Jing.

Song Jing thought she had hallucinations, "Brother Yu?"

"Well, it's me." Yu Tingzhi's tone was low.

"When did you come back?" Song Jing asked.

Yu Tingzhi: "Just arrived."

"I just thought you were joking, so I didn't order food for you, now I'll order it for you." When the words fell, Song Yu was about to get up.

Yu Tingzhi held her hand, his tone was still low, "Let's just have one."

"Okay." Song Jing nodded slightly.

The two special assistants standing at the door were a little stunned. They looked at each other and saw doubts in each other's eyes.

Could it be that Mr. is in such a hurry to have them send him over at high speed just to have a bowl of wooden bucket rice with the little girl?

the other side.

Song Bochen sent Han Wenyin home.

Han Wenyin came out of the car, "Thank you, Brother Song, for sending me back."

"You're welcome."

Han Wenyin continued: "Well, do you want to go in and have a cup of tea?"

Song Bochen glanced at his watch, "Okay."

OK?

Han Wenyin was stunned.

She was just being polite, but she didn't expect Song Bochen to answer well!

Han Wenyin was a little surprised, but she didn't lose her etiquette, "Brother Song, come with me."

Song Bochen locked the car door and followed in Han Wenyin's footsteps.

The Han family lives on the first floor.

Through the balcony, Dai Xuexue saw this scene, but because of the dark night, she could not see exactly what kind of car the man who sent Han Wenyin back was driving.

The Korean house has a combination lock.

Han Wen Yin opened the door.

The parents of the Han family were chatting in the living room when they heard the door open and looked back immediately.

At this look, he was a little stunned.

No one thought that Han Wenyin would bring a man back.

Han Wenyin daringly introduced: "Mom and Dad, this is my friend Song Bochen."

After the words fell, he looked at Song Bochen again, "Brother Song, these are my parents."

Song Bochen looked at the parents of the Han family, "Uncle and aunt."

Song Bochen was nearly 1.9 meters tall, more than two heads taller than Father Han. Father Han had to look up at him.

In addition, he is dressed in a suit and leather shoes, with extraordinary temperament and outstanding appearance, which makes people feel a little oppressive.

When did the parents of the Han family, who have been old farmers all their lives, ever see such a person.

Mother Han was the first to react, "Mr. Song, please come here."

Then he looked at Father Han, "Go and make tea for Mr. Song."

Father Han immediately went to make tea.

Song Bochen continued, "Don't worry about my uncle and aunt, I'll just sit and leave."

"No trouble, no trouble, just make a cup of tea." Mother Han looked at Song Bochen with a smile on her face, "Mr. Song, sit down."

Like that, he regarded Song Bochen as his future son-in-law.

After all, the mother-in-law looks at the son-in-law, and the more she sees it, the more she likes it.

"thanks."

"You're welcome."

Father Han also brought over the brewed tea at this time, "Mr. Song drink tea."

Song Bochen took the teacup with both hands, "Thank you, uncle."

Dai Xuexue in the room listened to the noise outside, so she couldn't help changing her pajamas and walked out from inside.

As soon as she walked into the living room, her eyes were drawn to Song Bochen on the sofa.

The man was in a suit and leather shoes, just sitting on the sofa, exuding an upper-class atmosphere all over his body.

This, this is the man who sent Han Wenyin back?

Dai Xuexue was glad that she had put on a nice dress, and walked over with a smile, "Uncle and aunt, are there any guests at home?"

Mother Han turned back, "Xuexue, this is Yin Yin's friend Mr. Song."

Dai Xuexue walked up to Song Bochen and said generously, "Hello, Mr. Song, I'm Yin Yin's cousin Dai Xuexue."

"Hello." Song Bochen nodded politely.

Dai Xuexue walked up to Han Wenyin again and asked in a low voice, "Yinyin, is he your boyfriend?"

"No." Han Wenyin denied in a low voice.

Recently, one of her popular comics sold the copyright. Coincidentally, Song Bochen is the father of Party A.

Dai Xuexue squinted her eyes and looked at the Han parents, "Uncle and aunt, I eat a bit too much at night. Now go out for a walk and digest food."

"Well, let's go," the words fell, and Mother Han instructed: "Remember to bring your mobile phone and come back early."

"Good aunt."

Dai Xuexue came to the door.

Actually, she didn't want to digest food, but to determine what kind of car Song Bochen was driving.

Dai Xuexue, who was brought outside, was immediately stunned.

Bentley!

A Bentley worth five million!

As expected, Mr. Song in the room is indeed an upper class person.

Being able to drive a five million Bentley means that Mr. Song is not bad at all, and maybe he is still a famous noble in the capital.

Thinking of this, Dai Xuexue was very excited.

I didn't expect Han Wenyin's luck to be so good.

Dai Xuexue tried her best to calm down.

It seems that his trip to the capital was not in vain.

After determined what car Song Bochen was driving, Dai Xuexue didn't go back immediately, but wandered around the community.

Since Han Wenyin denied that Song Bochen was her boyfriend, she had reason to ask Han Wenyin to introduce herself to Song Bochen.

So

What kind of excuse do you find?

At this moment, Dai Mo came from not far away, and when he saw Dai Xuexue, he was a little surprised, "Xuexue? Why are you still outside so late?"

"I came out to digest food." Dai Xuexue replied.

Dymo nodded, "Will you go back with me now?"

"Yeah." Dai Xuexue followed in Dai Mo's footsteps.

The two walked into the house together, and Dai Mo continued: "Old Bai invites me to dinner tomorrow, do you want to go with me?"

"No." Dai Xuexue refused.

Dai Mo thought about it and then said what he said in his heart, "Actually, the old white man is really good, why don't you add a WeChat first to find out? What if you are attracted to him?"

"No need." Dai Xuexue has a clear goal and never wastes time on unnecessary people.

Dai Mo continued: "Actually, my classmates should have a good impression of you. I joked tonight that I wanted to match you, but he didn't refuse."

Dai Xuexue frowned slightly and looked at Dai Mo, "Brother, are you all boring? How many times have you asked me to tell me, I'm not interested in your classmates. You should also tell him as soon as possible, stop dreaming, and don't want to eat swan meat."

She will not marry a poor ghost who has nothing.

Dai Mo sighed, "Well, since you really don't like it, then I'll make it clear to him tomorrow."

Good morning, everyone~

See you tomorrow, duck mua! (*3)

(end of this chapter)