Chapter 608

But the steamed stuffed buns hurt Mommy, but they didn't know it at all. They were in a good mood with their legs up and humming.

Just now, Mommy song's reaction is clearly that she cares about the appearance of daddy song. She still doesn't admit that mommy song is so hypocritical.

Xiaobaozi's hair is short, and it will blow out soon. Song Qingcheng watched him get into the bed, and then he went to wash.

It's a busy day. I'm really tired. I wish I could lie in bed and have a good sleep.

Fortunately, I can have a good rest at home tomorrow. The day after tomorrow, I have to keep looking for work.

I don't think that work has become the biggest problem.

……

Ji Zhengting directly drove the car to the apartment downstairs and parked it. The rain outside is still falling, but it doesn't affect him to get out of the car in the rain. And I didn't find shelter soon after I got off the bus. Instead, I looked upstairs.

The apartment here is obviously not as high as 29 floors, so his analysis should be 901. And it's about the same distance from him.

Let's just go up and have a look.

When I took the elevator, I realized that I had to swipe my card.

Damn it!

So, he can only climb to the ninth floor?

Fortunately, there is no 29th floor here, otherwise he may climb the stairs to have heart problems.

Of course, there is absolutely no problem with the ninth floor.

……

A few minutes later, Ji Zhengting appeared on the ninth floor. There are two households on each floor, 901 and 902 respectively. As for the word "2 minus 9" in front of xiaobaozi, it actually means unit 2 901.

2-901

the bar number, the little guy recognized the minus sign.

He turned on his mobile phone and looked at it. The positioning was just right.

……

Song Qingcheng is blowing her hair. The hair is too long. It takes a lot of time to blow. It takes at least ten minutes at a time. She wants her hair cut short.

Think of cutting a short hair, can't help but think of, Ji Zhengting once said she is not suitable for short hair.

So, her long hair has been kept. It's as simple as repairing it twice a year at most.

But

Now what is the need for him to keep a sentence in mind?

Isn't Ying Xueer also short hair?

Therefore, people's preferences will become, and she should not have been persistent.

Just when she was in a trance, she heard a knock on the door. Song Qingcheng's heart is tight. How can anyone come so late?

She quickly turned the hair dryer on and listened carefully, but she didn't hear anything again.

Was it because I was absent-minded and heard wrong?

That's all she can think of. Turn on the blower and continue to blow.

Another minute later, she heard the voice again, and this time she was very sure that someone was knocking at the door.

She's really nervous about it. After turning off the hair dryer and walking out of the bathroom, she just saw the steamed stuffed bun running out of the room. She hurriedly went to pull the child over and said, "excuse me, why are you running out?"

If someone with a bad heart knocks on the door, they must not find out there are steamed stuffed buns.

"Mommy, I hear someone knocking at the door." Xiaobaozi originally wanted to sneak out to open the door for song's father, and then surprise song's mother. Unfortunately, song's mother came out first.

Plan failed!

Even if the child has heard it, it is definitely not her fault.

Song Qingcheng pulled the child to the door of the room, "baby, you are in the room first. Mommy will go to see who it is. Besides, Mommy didn't ask you to come out. You must not come out. If anything happens, you should hide in the cupboard, you know? "

“……” Mommy song, are you treating father song as a villain?

Song Qingcheng put the bun in the room and closed the door. To tell you the truth, she herself was in a state of anxiety. Just as she saw another fruit knife on the table, she went over and held it in her hand. Then walk slowly towards the door.

Just then, the door was knocked again.

Outside, Ji Zhengting is very impatient. This bun is too slow. Is it snail?

However, how could he have thought that inside the door, a restless heart was approaching step by step, and there was a mini self-defense knife.

Song Qingcheng was frightened by the knock on the door, and his face turned white. The knife in his hand almost shook off. Seeing that she had reached the door, she stabilized her voice and asked, "who Who is it? "

Despite the psychological preparation, the tongue still knots involuntarily when opening the mouth.

Outside.

Ji Zhengting raised his lips. Although I didn't see the child's present appearance, I can definitely imagine that she would be holding the biggest self-defense device at home, ready to enter the life and death struggle at any time.

"It's not predatory." Ji Zhengting replied.Song Qingcheng frowned.

The sound How do you sound familiar?

She went over and opened the cat's eyes. As a result, cat's eye is bad.

Damn it!

"Who are you?" Song Qingcheng continued to ask. To tell you the truth, just now the tension and fear, this will inexplicably disappeared.

"Open the door!" Ji Zhengting is very impatient to give two words.

Song Qingcheng was shocked.

She put down the fruit knife in her hand. All the emotions just disappeared, leaving only a "bang bang" beating heart.

He How can

She just moved here today. She hasn't adapted to this new home yet. Why did he come here?

Song Qingcheng felt as if his head had been struck by lightning, but he could not turn around.

"Bang Bang --"

there were several more knocks on the door. I'm afraid I can hear them downstairs. She didn't dare to think about the mess any more and went to open the door.

Don't just move here and get complaints from upstairs and downstairs. That's not good.

She reached out and opened the door. But, just open her a person so big distance, see him, the heartbeat can't control the chaos of several beat.

"What are you doing here?" Open mouth, tone contains alienation.

"Look at my son." He returned in his spare time. By the way, he also raised a toy in his hand. Obviously, it's a gift for my son.

"Song Da bi..." The bun has come out of the room. Seeing the man at the door, his eyes were shining brightly, and he flew towards him.

"Song, please!" Song Qingcheng sternly called him, "go to bed quickly."

It's an order.

"My dad's here." Xiaobaozi's galloping steps were suddenly stopped by fright, and he looked at her with his head up.

Nonsense. Of course she saw that his father was coming. Do you need him to tell her?

Ji Zhengting has pushed the door open and walked in. His tall physique came in, song Qingcheng was forced to give way, "Hey, it's very late now, the child is going to bed."

"Mommy, I'm not sleepy. I'm awake. You see. " Xiaobaozi deliberately stares at Yuanyuanda to show that he is not sleepy.