Song Decheng: "Have you heard? Ali is getting married soon."

Song Wenxia: "@Song Decheng, I heard about it. I was quite surprised when my third brother called me yesterday."

Song Wen'an: "Me too, me too. But speaking of which, Ali is only eighteen this year. How come she got married so early?"

Song Decai: "@Song Wen'an, Ali is getting married, this is a happy occasion, why are you so concerned? Hurry up and get the red envelope ready."

“…”

Looking at the messages flooding the screen, Song Yuli couldn't help but twitch his lips.

Her uncle has a really fast tongue.

When the elders in the group wanted to see photos of Nangong Yu, Song Yuli pursed her lips and was about to say that she didn't have any photos of Nangong Yu when Song Yuhan, who was far away, quickly sent out a photo of Nangong Yu cooking.

Song Yuli: "!?!"

Upon seeing the photos printed out by Song Yuhan, Song Yuli's eyes widened in shock.

"@Song Yuhan, how did you get this photo?"

Song Yuhan: "I saved it in your WeChat Moments."

Upon seeing this sentence, Song Yuli frowned slightly, a faint displeasure crossing his heart, and the words he sent were full of jealousy.

Why did you save his photo?

Song Yuhan: "I'm drooling over the screen!"

Song Yuli: "[Manual goodbye] [Smile] [Manual goodbye]"

Song Yuyi: "Wow, my future brother-in-law is so handsome! I can't believe it, I have to save this too, I have to drool over it!"

Song Yuxuan: "Tch, a bunch of fangirls. I'm pretty good-looking too, why don't you guys save my pictures to drool over? [Disdain] [Disdain]"

Song Yuyan: "@Song Yuxuan, who gave you the confidence and courage to say that?"

Song Yuxuan: "Fish Leong!"

Song Yuyan: "...You win."

Because a younger person interrupted, the elders in the group were too embarrassed to continue chatting. They just clicked on Nangong Yu's photo, looked at it, and then nodded in satisfaction.

Yes, this young man is good-looking, and they are very satisfied.

Song Yuli, who had been silent until now, watched her older and younger cousins ​​say they wanted to drool over the post. She pursed her lips, then opened her photo album and set the post to be visible only to herself.

After completing this series of actions, Song Yuli quietly breathed a sigh of relief.

She threw back the covers, just as she was about to get out of bed, when Nangong Yu, who was far away in the capital, sent her a message.

Nangong Yu: "Are you up yet?"

Song Yuli lowered his eyes and looked down, then silently lay back down in bed and covered himself with the blanket.

"Just woke up, haven't gotten out of bed yet."

After sending the message, without waiting for Nangong Yu to reply, she sent another message.

Why didn't you reply to my messages last night?

Upon seeing this message brimming with resentment, Nangong Yu was first taken aback, then twitched the corners of his mouth and smiled helplessly, his fingers flying across the screen to type out a message.

“I was working all day yesterday, and by the time I finished it was almost 10:30. I was worried that I would wake you up if you were asleep, so I didn’t reply to your message.”

After reading this, Song Yuli still pouted unhappily.

Soon, Nangong Yu's message arrived the next day.

"Look, the first thing I did this morning was reply to your message as soon as I opened my eyes."

With a slight smile, Song Yuli's mood improved again.

Perhaps due to her pregnancy, Song Yuli felt that her emotions had been fluctuating a lot lately, especially when facing Nangong Yu.