Chapter 703

"If your mother eats like you do, you may not have a father." Someone slowly peels the shrimp and sends it to the woman's bowl next to him.

Song Qingcheng originally enjoyed the treatment, but when she heard their conversation, she couldn't enjoy it any more.

"Why?" Xiaobaozi looks very curious.

"If your mother is like you, can someone else want it?"

Who dares? Bandits eat!

Xiaobaozi blinked. "Daddy means that I won't be asked by anyone in the future?" Xiaobaozi's understanding ability is not generally strong.

"When you are as old as your mother, if you are still like this, it may be dangerous." Ji Zhengting said seriously.

Song Qingcheng glared at him.

Small steamed stuffed bun small face pull, dangerous alarm, he has to be angry. However, he turned to be nothing, stuffed a shrimp into his mouth, "it doesn't matter, anyway, now I have two little sisters, I will be aggrieved and play with them."

"Where did you get your two little sisters?" Song Qingcheng asked him.

She knows, isn't that the one with Xin Yue's stomach?

In fact, it's xiaobaozi's own nonsense. He insisted that Xin Yue was pregnant with a little sister, so he always thought that she was a little sister.

"Aunt Lu has another one in her stomach." Just two.

"No nonsense. Your aunt Lu was embarrassed by you that day. " She was very distressed to think of xiaobaozi's mouth.

Fortunately, Lu Qing and Lu Youlin are married, otherwise it would be more embarrassing for baozi to say that.

"Well, I'm not talking nonsense anyway." Xiaobaozi heard that Aunt Lu is a police uncle and wife. In order to have a look at the real bullets, she flattered others.

But of course he won't say it. Anyway, it's not against the law to please others.

……

After dinner, song Qingcheng asked the child to store the pile of toys on the bed. Children to take a nap, she thought Ji Zhengting should also need to take a nap.

He didn't leave the hospital these days. Although he slept with her, he still had to take care of his work, which was much harder than her.

When the children go in to pack up, song Qingcheng is outside to clean up the table. However, after the child went in, Ji Zhengting pulled her over.

"What's the matter?" Song Qingcheng thinks he has something to do.

"What do you think?" Ji Zhengting asked her.

"What do you think?" Song Qingcheng obviously didn't understand his question.

"Grandma and grandma have been calling all morning to ask..." The following words need not be made clear by him.

It turned out that song Qingcheng didn't take it seriously. But he obviously took it seriously. To be exact, their family is serious.

"I listen to you." Song Qingcheng held his hand and regarded him as his own heaven.

What's more, if he doesn't take her and her children back, she can't take them with her and depend on him. She wants to go back with him.

Ji Zhengting didn't expect that she would answer herself like this. He thought she needed a little more time, but he thought too much.

He suddenly found that the child is not a child, and now is a mature little woman who can think for him.

"Thank you for giving me the chance to take care of you." This is the most appropriate sentence to say at this time.

Song Qingcheng smiles, hugs him, leans on his chest, listens to his powerful heartbeat, and feels that the world is so beautiful, "so, for the rest of many years, Mr. Ji may have to worry."

"I'm honored." He hugged her.

Song Qingcheng smiles.

Ji Zhengting retreated an inch from her arms, looked at her and said solemnly, "about the marriage, I want to say sorry to you."

Song Qingcheng shook his head, "Auntie told me about your situation at that time. To tell you the truth, I was a little angry at first, but later I learned that Mr. Ji could not write three words, so I was not so angry. "

Knowing that they didn't divorce, I didn't worry about the wedding.

When she knew that he could not write three words, her heart was actually happy.

"So I went to register with someone else?" When this sentence came out, the tone was obviously cool.

"You're going to marry a woman, and you're going to make a big announcement. Why don't I get married? Not only am I going to get married, but I'm going to get married before you. " Song Qingcheng said angrily.

That's what she really thought.

Ji Zhengting saw her angry look, funny, angry, "did not wait for me to stop, is not very disappointed?"

Song Qingcheng's eyes add a layer of gloom.

Was it more than disappointment?

It's despair!

Fortunately, now it has cleared up, let those who are not happy in the past. Song Qingcheng digs the topic, "by the way, my house hasn't expired yet. I plan to put some things here first. And it's very close to work here. If it's windy or rainy, I can live here nearby. "Otherwise, there are still two months left. Thousands of dollars will be wasted.

"Mrs. Ji, you don't have to move away at all. You can live as long as you want, because this apartment belongs to your husband now."

“……” After Song Qingcheng was stunned for a moment, how did he feel that he was caught in the trap? "Mr. Ji, did you let me drill in the next trap from the beginning?"

"No, this apartment was just bought half a month ago. There's absolutely no intention of buying it for you." In fact, when he really decided to buy it, it was after they had a close relationship here.

Well, there are traces of their love. Buy it directly.

"Why do you buy this small apartment?" Song Qingcheng really didn't understand him. There are so many villas in his family that he can't live here at all. He is too busy to buy such a small apartment.

"All the places where Mr. Ji and his wife loved each other must be memorials." He raised his lips and said with a bad smile.

Song Qingcheng's face was covered with rosy clouds. He said, "Mr. Ji, you are really willful."

"Well, Mr. Ji has money."

“……” Song Qingcheng really speechless, "well, I want to collect things, you play."

After that, he began to clean up half the things on the table. Ji Zhengting seriously feels that he has been treated as a steamed stuffed bun by her. He even asks him to play by himself

But that's a good thing to hear.

He looked at the way she did the housework, and was fascinated by it.

When song Qingcheng was ready to take the garbage to the door, he turned around and found that he was still there, "Why are you still standing here? Why don't you go to sleep? "

"I want to sleep with you." Ji Zhengting pulled her over and put his hands around her waist.

"Don't make trouble. I have rubbish in my hand." Song Qingcheng moved out of his arms. Ji Zhengting let her go.

Song Qingcheng put his nose together and said, "I'll throw out the garbage."