[MTL]My Son is a Transmigrated Prince

Chapter 79: 079

After packing, Rong Hong took Rong Ting down the stairs. He didn't get in the car, but just said to the driver Sun Qiming, "You have to send him to my room, I still have something to do."

Sun Qiming looked surprised, but still asked, "Don't I send you?"

Rong Zheng shook his head. "No, I'll take a taxi by myself." He looked at Rong Ting, who was sitting in the back seat, and sighed in his heart. Go to the hospital and give your mother something, and you wo n't be back late. Will you take a bath yourself? "

This issue is a bit insulting to Rong Ting.

He was six years old immediately, and during this time he had been brushing his teeth, washing his face and bathing.

Father Huang asked this in front of a stranger. Is he really okay?

He straightened his waist, deliberately aggravating his tone, "I will, I always take a bath myself. I also wash my underwear and socks."

If Song Yuan had heard this, he would have praised Rong Ting fiercely, so that he would have more face in front of strangers.

But Rong Hui wasn't Song Yuan. When he heard Rong Ting say that, he just gave a very kind voice. This disappointed Rong Ting.

Rong Yu watched the car leave, and then went to the gate of the community with a paper bag. After leaving the cell, he stood at the intersection, stopped a taxi and took it.

At the same time, Wu Siyu's mental state is still very good. He even has a mind to play a game. The next bed was born today and was discharged to the confinement center in the evening. At this time, there were only two of them in the ward. Is quiet.

Wu Siyu put down his phone, sat up with interest, and asked Song Yuan, "Is that cool man chasing you today?"

Cool man

Rong Hong is indeed very cold. He hardly ever said a word to Wu Siyu from beginning to end. He has always been like this, but his life is also very good. Previously in ancient times, he was a high-ranking emperor. Prince Xie, there is no need to deal with human circumstances.

It's just that the word cool guy makes Song Yuan a bit embarrassed, and it feels like he is back in junior high school. After all, the word is really old.

"No." Song Yuan turned back and waved his hands. "Just a normal friend."

"You may be an ordinary friend to him, but I can see that he wants to chase you. He is very fond of you."

"Really." Song Yuan said in a light tone.

"Yes, I think he looks really handsome. He is very good with you, and he is very attentive. Today he is also running in and out. You do n't feel anything about him."

feel

This word is also long gone.

When she heard Wu Siyu asking for so long, she remembered the scene when she first met him.

He was wearing a light blue gown with a straight waist and a crown on his face. It is no exaggeration to say that she thinks that it is the old-fashioned male protagonist himself. From crossing to ancient times, and even before returning, in the long years, she was always paralyzing herself, and more than once wanted to integrate into that environment and become an ancient person.

If she was an ancient person, her life was smooth and she could be called a life winner.

When I met the prince in the disguise, he had a sincere relationship with the prince, although there were a lot of lies and deception in the middle of it. Later, after he ascended the throne, he became his rightful wife and queen, and most importantly, he really loved her and spoiled her alone.