Chapter 612

What is sleeping with her?

Song Qingcheng resolutely disagreed, "who wants him to accompany? Besides, there is only one bed in our family. He sleeps here. Where does Mommy sleep? "

"Mommy sleeps on her own side. I can give some of my side to songbabi."

Song Qingcheng took out and loved, "no way!" Little guy, when you have dad, you forget mom.

It's not like that!

"Son, go, take a bath with dad." In the space of mother and son's conversation, President Ji has already taken off only a pair of bullet pants. It's hot and sexy. It's bloody.

Song Qingcheng took a look at him and drew his eyes back. I only heard the sound of "plop plop" in my chest.

This man is not ashamed at all.

"Daddy, I've already taken a bath." Baozi talks to him.

"Then wash it with dad." He led the child straight to the bathroom.

“……” Song Qingcheng was standing there, watching the bathroom door closed.

So, she was ignored?

……

In the bathroom, soon came the sound of water, and children's laughter. The father and son are happy. Song Qingcheng is restless outside.

Back and forth, I went to the room to see the one meter five bed several times. Then look at the sofa in the living room. Sofa is in front of can make do with sleep, but, no quilt, certainly will catch a cold.

Besides, shouldn't Ji Zhengting be angry? How can I stay in the mood to sleep with my son?

Maybe, he is too self righteous. He doesn't care who she sleeps with?!

……

In the bathroom. Not too big in the bathtub full of foam, sitting face to face with each other, father and son wash happily.

"Daddy, were you angry with mommy just now?" Xiaobaozi asked naively.

Ji Zhengting looked at him and didn't make a sound.

Thinking of what happened just now, his face turned ugly again.

"Daddy is not happy that mommy is with Uncle Su?" The little bun asked again.

Song Dabi gave him a look of "nonsense". If he likes it, will he let baozi supervise the child and the man?

"Daddy, don't worry. I'll supervise mommy and uncle Su in the future." Baozi guarantee.

"Never let that man stay for the night." Song Dabi told me.

"Guaranteed." Xiaobaozi nodded. He should be straightforward.

Ji Zhengting felt relieved to baozi. He picked him up and rushed into the water. Then he asked him, "when I was in America, did your mother often go out with that man?"

"No, never!" Baozi shakes his head.

“…… Except on the day of engagement? " Last time I said I didn't go home that night.

"No exception."

Ji Zhengting bent over and looked at him, "didn't you say she didn't go home that night last time?"

"I didn't go home, because I was on duty for an aunt, and I didn't come back until six in the morning." This matter must be explained clearly with dad.

“……”

Stinky boy, not early!

……

The bathroom door is pulled open, song Qingcheng is standing in front of the sofa, thinking about how to sleep more comfortable. Hearing the news, she immediately sat down in the sofa and lay down, covered with a long down jacket, which was the thickest dress in the cabinet.

"I sleep on the sofa." She said reluctantly.

Ji Zhengting went to the room with the bun in his arms.

Song Qingcheng is super speechless.

She dedicated her bed to them, and they ignored her even if they didn't show it.

Whose home is this?

Depressed, she fell down. The more I think about it, the more unwilling I am and the more depressed I am.

I don't know how long it took to hear a small voice coming from the room. I don't know what they are whispering about.

No, I must talk to Ji Zhengting tomorrow. He must not be allowed to be so close to the child, or the child will neglect her.

……

I don't know how long it took. I was so sleepy that song Qingcheng fell asleep. Although there is heating, for this cold winter, heating is far from the cold. When you slide down, half of your down jacket will be covered and half will fall to the ground.

Song Qingcheng cold curled up in the sofa, sleep is still very fragrant. I can't help it. I'm really tired today, and I stayed up so late. In her sleep, she felt as if her body had floated up, and then she fell into a soft, warm place, and then she had a good sleep.

The next day.

Maybe I went to bed too late last night. The three members of the family were crowded on the 1.5 meter bed, and they had a good night's sleep. They didn't know how many points they had.

When Ji Zhengting woke up, he was woken up by the phone outside. And it's his phone.He opened his eyes to a cute sleeping face with steamed buns and a woman's sleeping face. She still habitually put her hands on people, looking for a sense of security.

Looking at the big one and the small one, I can't say how satisfied I am.

However, the phone is really not beautiful at all, he is fidgety when it rings. Worried about waking up two lovely little pink pigs, he had to lift the quilt and get out of bed carefully.

In the living room, his cell phone is ringing on the desk. He put on his trousers and shirt, buttoned and grabbed the phone. If it's unimportant, he's bound to be rude.

But mom can't help it.

"Ma." He went to the window and picked up the phone.

"Zheng Ting, have you had lunch yet? Why don't you come home and eat today? I prepared so many dishes yesterday, but they are still in storage. " The voice of the stepmother came from the phone.

Lunch?

Ji Zhengting subconsciously took the phone away and looked at the time. It's eleven o'clock. No wonder!

"I won't go back to dinner. If you have something to do, you can call and say it." Ji Zhengting doesn't think it's as simple as eating when his mother calls. If you really want to ask him to go back to dinner, the old lady's call will be more effective.

On the other side of the phone, the stepmother said, "Hey, what can I do for mom? The biggest thing is your marriage. You tell mom, what do you think in your heart? "

The second mother is anxious!

Since he separated from Song Qingcheng, his son has almost changed his personality. It can be said to be obedient. Including this engagement with Ying xue'er, that is to say nothing, all listen to her mother.

At the beginning, the stepmother was satisfied with Xueer's performance, but after a long time, she found that the fact was not as good as she thought.

Girls from rich families are picky in all aspects. If they don't talk about it, they will spend money like water. I don't have much patience with my elders, but if I were a fox friend, I would be able to talk for several hours on one phone.