Chapter 886 A demeanor, what is its name (one more)

  The woman has a pair of black eyes, very beautiful.

  The moment he looked over, not only Song Qi, but even Song Zhen couldn't help being taken aback.

  She glanced at the two of them, and said in a cold tone, "Both of them."

   Until sitting in the car and looking at the scene that kept receding outside the window, Song Qi still couldn't react from the shock.

   Two kids?

   A man and a woman?

   Are they all Song Yu's seed? !

  He was a little dazed, and his thoughts were in a mess.

  The Song family should have investigated it a long time ago, and they didn't explain that they had two children before coming here, but why...

   His eyes drifted into the mirror, and he just had a panoramic view of the three mother and child (female) in the back seat.

  The woman sat up straight, not deliberately, but subconsciously tightened her back. This is not only a habit, but also a posture.

  Just like his mother's generation, a socialite who was born in Kyoto, because she has received good family education, she pays great attention to appearance. In addition to internal cultivation, she has a set of almost strict rules for every move and step in daily life.

  And these rules, with the development of the times and the change of social atmosphere, have been gradually ignored, forgotten, and finally even completely abandoned by their generation.

  Nowadays, these famous ladies and aristocratic daughters in the circle have more personalities than each other, pursue various pursuits, have strange ideas, and rebellion is always with them. No one will pick up the older generation's tricks and make themselves look like a lady.

   Even compliments such as "dignified" and "virtuous" are like avoiding snakes and scorpions.

  So, standing or not standing, sitting or sitting has become the norm, and no one will say anything. Nowadays, the daughters of these families are all precious eggs and golden bumps, and they have been held in the palms of their hands since they were young.

   When Song Qi first saw this woman's sitting posture, he seemed to see his mother.

   is also so straight, so stylish...

  But this kind of idea was overthrown by him in an instant. Thinking about what this woman did, he felt that his brain was too funny to compare her with those famous ladies.

   Phew!

  Looking at the little dolls sitting on the left and right sides of the woman, Song Qi's sense of her doesn't seem to be that bad anymore.

   After all, these two children are quite good.

  The little girl should be more active. As soon as she gets in the car, she looks left and right. Her two calves are drooping, swinging, and she is curious about everything.

  In comparison, the little boy was much quieter, sitting quietly, not looking around, and not talking casually, his eyelids were always drooping, as if he hadn’t woken up.

  However, those two rows of eyelashes are long and dense, and they also have a curly shape, plus white and tender skin, and a calm personality, just like an angel.

   "Cough—" Song Qi cleared his throat.

  Due to the limited space in the back seat, Song Zhen didn't get in the car, but drove behind by himself, so at the moment there are only mother and child (daughter) in the car, plus Song Qi and the driver Lao Xu.

  No one is restrained, Song Qi can play without any scruples, say whatever he wants—

   "That...haven't asked your name yet?"

  The woman raised her eyes, and after a few seconds, she slowly said, "Are you talking to me?"

   "Otherwise, who else can we talk to? The two children?" Song Qi snorted lightly, "Then they must understand."

   These words are not very polite, but also very casual, as if dismissing cats and dogs, with a sense of superiority.

  I think highly of you when I ask you.

  There is no superfluous expression on the woman's face, so she can't see if she has any special emotions.

   "Shen Wei." She said, still in that cold tone.

   There are two changes

  

  

  (end of this chapter)