Chapter 253 Calling the Song Family in Kyoto

The corners of Song Yiyuan's lips curled up.

"Did Deputy Director Liao bring this up himself?"

Lin Qingqing nodded again.

Song Yiyuan looked at Lin Qingqing, who dared not move, and the smile on the corner of his lips became even more intense.

He moved closer, his nose almost touching the tip of Lin Qingqing's nose.

Lin Qingqing clearly felt her heart beating faster.

Song Yiyuan just stared at Lin Qingqing, and after a few seconds he looked up.

Just when Lin Qingqing was about to breathe out, Song Yiyuan's warm lips brushed across her eyebrows like feathers.

She had never eaten meat in her two lifetimes, so she froze immediately.

Song Yiyuan stood up straight, his eyes filled with tenderness like water.

He lowered his eyes and scanned Lin Qingqing from top to bottom, taking in her smooth forehead, soft eyebrows, thick eyelashes, charming eyes, upturned nose and pink lips...not missing a single part.

It was as if he wanted to carve her appearance into his mind and never forget it.

Lin Qingqing stood up and pretended to be calm: "I'm going to give a lecture to Jiang Haixia."

After saying that, she walked out of the house at a very fast pace and called to Jiang Haixia in the pergola: "Haixia~ It's done."

After saying that, she hurried back to the house, automatically ignoring Song Yiyuan who was leaning against the door and looking at her with a smile.

Jiang Haixia walked into the hall and saw Song Yiyuan's evil smile, which he couldn't retract in time. She glared at him and snorted coldly.

She didn't like this man the first time she saw him. She didn't like anyone who was stronger than her.

She walked into Lin Qingqing's room and closed the door.

Lin Qingqing had already taken out her algebra textbook and was waiting.

“All correct.”

Jiang Haixia put the corrected exercises on the table.

Lin Qingqing picked it up and put it aside, pushing the algebra over. She now wanted to devote herself to studying wholeheartedly.

At around ten o'clock in the evening, Jiang Haixia finished her algebra lecture.

The class started late that day, and Jiang Haixia originally said she wanted to leave at nine o'clock. Lin Qingqing pulled her aside and asked her to finish the algebra class that day before leaving, and Jiang Haixia did as she was told.

Lin Qingqing opened the door to see Jiang Haixia off and saw Song Yiyuan still sitting in the hall, dressed neatly.

She thought that if time went on a little longer, Song Yiyuan would fall asleep by himself.

Lin Qingqing sent Jiang Haixia out, and when she came back, Song Yiyuan had already squeezed toothpaste for her and filled a basin with water.

She looked up at Song Yiyuan, and her eyes met his tender and affectionate ones.

"Why haven't you rested yet?"

She regretted it as soon as she asked the question. Wasn't she asking a question she already knew the answer to?

Song Yiyuan had a smile on his face: "Wait for you to rest together."

She nodded, sat down and quickly washed up.

Then he got up and carried the basin back to the house.

Song Yiyuan stood beside her and watched her, and when she returned to the house, he also fetched water to wash up.

After Lin Qing cleaned up and changed into clean clothes, she came out to pour water. As soon as she reached the door of the hall, she saw Song Yiyuan sitting on the bluestone slab with his upper body naked, wiping his body with a half-wet towel.

His muscular body looked even more solid in the dim light of the yard.

Lin Qingqing frowned.

She had just entered the room carrying a basin, and when she closed the door, she saw Song Yiyuan also getting water to wash up, so she deliberately stayed for a while before coming out. Could Song Yiyuan have wiped for so long?

Thinking to myself, I kept walking and walked quickly to the vegetable garden, poured some water and turned around to go back to the house.

"Your shower today was the longest you've ever taken."

Lin Qingqing: "Well, go to bed early."

Song Yiyuan stood up and followed Lin Qingqing into the house and followed her to the door.

Lin Qingqing entered the room and was about to close the door. When she turned around and saw Song Yiyuan behind her, she took a step back and asked, "What's wrong?"

Song Yiyuan came over, propped up the door frame with one hand and said, "I want to borrow your phone in the room this morning to call home and tell them we're going to Kyoto."

Everyone in the family has to go to work, so only early in the morning can we gather the most people.

Lin Qingqing nodded: "I'm going to sleep." Then she closed the door and locked it.

Isolate Song Yiyuan's tender eyes and hormones.

This way, she felt a little safer.

Seeing Lin Qingqing closing the door in such a hurry, Song Yiyuan chuckled and went back to the room to rest.

The next day, Lin Qingqing got up at 6:30 in the morning.

She had been busy in her space for two days, and the gene arrangement was wrong again, so she stopped arguing.

I spent a day in the space enjoying delicious food and drinks, and then took a bath. I wanted to clear my mind before thinking about this matter. Maybe I would gain something from it.

Song Yiyuan was reading in his room. He got up early the next morning and finished all his work.

Seeing Lin Qingqing coming out, he went to get a basin of warm water and placed it next to Lin Qingqing who was brushing her teeth.

Then he went back to the kitchen to get breakfast.

After the two finished breakfast, Song Yiyuan quickly packed up his things and went to wash.

He was afraid of delaying Lin Qingqing's trip to the base.

Lin Qingqing took out the political book and sat in the pergola to read it, leaving the room to Song Yiyuan. While he was on the phone, she finished reading the political book.

After washing the dishes, Song Yiyuan took off his apron and went to Lin Qingqing's room to make a phone call.

More than ten minutes later, the call was finally connected to the Song family in Kyoto.

The Song family members who were having breakfast heard the phone ring.

The third son of the Song family got up to answer the phone.

"Hello~"

Hearing Song Yiyuan's voice on the other end, he exclaimed, "Xiao Si?"

As soon as the word "Xiao Si" was uttered, the whole family looked at Song Yunhai who was answering the phone in the living room.

Song's mother put down her chopsticks and asked, "Is it Yiyuan?"

After listening to the words on the other end of the phone, Song Yunhai turned around and nodded to Song's mother, then said to the phone: "Mom wants to talk to you."

He put down the phone and walked over. Before he even reached the dining table, Song's mother had already quickly walked over to the phone and answered it: "Xiao Si, why are you calling so early in the morning? Is there something wrong?"

There was some nervousness in Song's mother's tone, fearing that Song Yiyuan was injured again while carrying out his mission.

"Okay, okay, I'll talk to your grandfather. Don't worry, we'll be prepared."

"Hang up, please."

"You're so nagging," Song's mother muttered softly after hanging up the phone, and sat back at the dining table with tears in her eyes.

The whole family was looking at Song's mother at this moment. Seeing the moisture in her eyes, they were afraid of hearing some bad news.

Song's mother glanced at her family and laughed out loud: "Xiao Si said he would bring his wife back to Kyoto in a week. The army sent a helicopter to bring her here."

The Song family members all worked in the military headquarters and knew about the recent crackdown on enemy spies in Kyoto.

Song's mother said this to reassure her family.