Chapter 648

"Well, I'll send someone to take the young master up to change his clothes."

"Don't bother. I'll take him up." People still don't like trouble in Song Dynasty. Especially for children, she still hopes to do more for them.

The mother and the son have something to say. When they arrive at the children's room of the building, song Qingcheng puts the bun on the bed, and then goes to the cloakroom to find clothes for the child.

I really don't know. I'm scared when I see it.

Cloakroom is not too big, but a variety of children's clothes hanging neat, dazzling.

Song Qingcheng walks in and dials on the hanger. There are probably dozens of coats. There are more clothes in them. There are various styles and styles. It is estimated that one can't be changed every day. Winter has already passed.

Pants and shoes, not to mention, at a glance, directly dazzled.

This man really doesn't know how to save at all.

Song Qingcheng chose a suit of clothes for the child to change. Sure enough, the child put on handsome clothes, like a little prince, handsome and good-looking.

"Mommy, aren't you giving me a little sister? Why did you steal away by yourself? " Asked the little bun.

“…… Shut up He even dared to mention it. She hasn't settled with him yet!

Son of a bitch!

Xiaobaozi said that he was wronged, and he was right! Continue to ask: "Mommy is not my father than a person lost?"

"He's not a toy. He's not you. Can I throw it if I want?" She's not that good.

"That's good." Xiaobaozi is relieved.

Song Qingcheng looked at the steamed stuffed bun and said what she wanted to say. In the end, she didn't say anything.

"Mommy..." Xiaobaozi called her again.

"He said Song Qingcheng looks for socks for children again.

"When can you compare with dad to give me a little sister?" Xiaobaozi already wants to have a little sister immediately. At that time, he must dress up her as beautiful as a little princess.

"Don't ask me this question or ask me that again." Song Qingcheng has a tiger face.

"Why?" Xiaobaozi's sister's dream is going to be broken, which means she is very sad.

"No why!" Don't ask is don't ask.

Xiaobaozi hummed. If you don't ask, you don't ask. If it's a big deal, just ask daddy.

……

When song Qingcheng comes out of the room with his handsome son, he bumps into Mr. Ji who just came back.

Sorry!

He didn't come back at the right time, did he?

"Song Da bi..." Xiaobaozi sees Dabi and rushes over happily.

Ji Zhengting didn't accompany his son well these two days. He also thought very much about it. He lifted the bun from the ground and put his head on the stomach of the bun, which made the bun giggle.

Song Qingcheng see small steamed stuffed bun smile tired, go up, "you don't tease, children laugh so tired."

Ji Zhengting is obedient, put down the bun, leaving two words, "wait!"

I don't know whether it's to her or to baozi. But It doesn't seem to make much difference to anyone, does it?

Anyway, she's going to take the bun with her.

Song Qingcheng and his children played downstairs for five minutes. Ji Zhengting came down from upstairs. He went back to his room and changed into a clean and tidy solid grey sweater with dark trousers underneath.

However, how did song Qingcheng feel that his suit was so familiar?

Just when she was confused, Ji Zhengting had already gone to the bun and picked him up. Song Qingcheng suddenly understood that it was a parent-child costume again.

Are the clothes of father and son matched in the parent-child shop?

Song Qingcheng looked at his clothes, a little chat.

Ji Zhengting has already gone out with his child in his arms, and song Qingcheng has to catch up later. It seems that Mr. Ji really plans to go with them.

Ji Zhengting drives, and song Qingcheng sits at the back with a bun. After chatting with her, Baozi suddenly and curiously asked her father in front of her, "Daddy, have you ever put a little sister into mommy's stomach for me?"

Song Qingcheng had a buzz in her mind. In order to pretend she couldn't hear her, she opened the car window a little. She needed to calm down.

"Yes, but it's hard to say if it's a little sister."

A man's words are blown into his ears by the wind. Song Qingcheng really wants to be dumb.

"Eh?" The word "unknown" was written on xiaobaozi's face, "can it be a little brother?"

"It's possible."

Xiaobaozi immediately breathed a breath, drooped his head, "why is it a little brother?" I want a little sister!

"Why, don't you like little brother?" Ji Zhengting turned around and looked at the steamed stuffed buns.

"Little sister, I will dress her up like a beautiful princess." The steamed stuffed bun is like having a little sister."What if it's a little brother?"

Xiaobaozi squinted badly and clenched his pink fist. "I'll beat him into a ball."

“……” Father song has a black face.

Son of a bitch!

If you dare to beat your little brother into a ball, you must beat the steamed buns first.

Song Qingcheng couldn't laugh or cry while listening to the conversation between father and son.

……

Xinyue road has been urged twice, and finally in the third time, they arrived.

"Here we are. We have stopped at the gate." Song Qingcheng answers the phone and dresses baozi.

"Stop? Did you buy a car? " Xin Yue asked her suspiciously.

"Well Let's talk about it when we get there. " Song Qingcheng actually wants to say that you will know when you arrive.

When she hung up the phone and was ready to dress the child, the child's clothes had already been put on, and then was carried down by the man from the other side.

Song Qingcheng was stunned and got off the bus.

Xin Yue is already curious. She just wants to come out and have a look. White lawyer in the back of the ghost called, "wife, dress well, don't freeze my son and daughter."

"Oh, just come out. It's not bad." Xin Yue ignored him.

"No, I can't. I'll catch a cold." The barrister came up with a thick cloak and put it on his wife.

"Bai Jingting, you are so upset." Xinyue wants to see how Qingcheng is driving. As a result, he can't get rid of him. He is so bored.

"It's no use to be annoyed. It's a big deal to kneel at night." Said the barrister indifferently. As long as you don't freeze your wife and children, it's worth kneeling.

"Xin Yue..." Song Qingcheng has gone by.

"Qingcheng, I'm here." Xinyue answered, and then went out. It is clear that song Qingcheng is in the front, but Xinyue sees the man behind, holding her son.

Xin Yue's eyes are as big as her fist.

This What's going on here? Just two days without seeing Qing Cheng, these two people have been reconciled?