[MTL]My Son is a Transmigrated Prince

Chapter 29: 0

At this point, the office workers have long been off work. Today is Friday and Christmas Eve. Most young people have gone to the festival. There are no people on the bus.

As soon as Song Yuan and Rong Hong got in the car, they found a spot and sat down. They sat in the back row. Song Yuan sat by the window.

Song Yuan originally thought that Rong Hong wouldn't sit next to her. After all, the two of them were not very familiar, but she didn't expect her to find a place to sit down, and then he sat next to her. After seeing her come over, he still Slightly smiled: "Do you mind if I sit here?"

"Don't mind, don't mind." Of course she didn't mind, and the bus was not her house.

Song Yuan was also a little embarrassed. After all, Rong Hong gave her two apples. Generally, on Christmas Eve, many merchants will give apples. When Valentine's Day comes, someone will send roses at the subway station. People will refuse such a small gift, after all, please be auspicious.

It's just that she didn't have an apple for him, more or less awkward.

She turned it around in her bag subconsciously, and only saw the triangular strawberry milk she had brought this morning. Everything else was her must-have. They were all grown-ups. It seemed awkward to give him the triangular strawberry milk.

Can only give up.

She glanced over at him, and he was looking intently out the window.

Looking at it from this perspective, if she was a little affectionate, she thought he was watching her.

"What's wrong?" He asked her with a light smile.

Song Yuan quickly shook his head, "Are you a local? It doesn't sound like an accent."

"I'm not a local, just come here to do something." Rong Yue paused. "Come to meet the people you want."

"No wonder, I think you speak with a Beijing accent. Are you from Beijing?" Song Yuan smiled. "My grandpa worked in Beijing when he was young. I used to go there when I was young, so I was familiar with the accent."

Rong Hong seemed to be thinking. "Based on the geographical location, I should be regarded as a Beijinger."

Still saying this?

Song Yuan was amused by his serious interpretation.

While talking, Song Yuan's mobile phone rang and it was a WeChat video call invitation. She took out her mobile phone from her bag and saw it as a video invitation from Rong Ting.

Facts have proven that the next generation of relatives makes sense and really exists. She previously bought a children's watch phone for Rong Ting. Her dad later took Rong Ting to go shopping, and actually bought an Ipad for the child. For this reason, her dad was also very confident. It is said that his friends' grandsons are using tablets, and of course his grandchildren cannot lag behind others.

WeChat was also downloaded on Ipad, and her father applied for WeChat for Rong Ting.

Rong Ting knows her lunch break and occasionally video chats with her. He feels very strange.

Song Yuan smiled apologetically and turned on the video call.

When she was about to connect, Rong Hong quietly turned to her side, and didn't seem to want to disturb her to chat.

It was just such a small gesture that Song Yuan felt that this man was too gentleman. He was indeed a handsome guy who grew up in her aesthetic point.

After turning on the video, Rong Ting seems to have taken a bath in the camera, wearing a fluffy little yellow chicken pajamas, lying on the sofa, "Where are you, mother?"