Chapter 716

Looking at xiaobaozi's oily hand and the two pieces of black things that had been scratched and deformed by him, we could only reluctantly distinguish the two pieces of meat from the oil stains on his hands.

As for

Let him eat, he really can't eat.

"Daddy, this is braised pork. It's delicious. I'll give you a taste." The bun was sent to him again.

“……” Ji Zhengting thin lips pursed into a straight line, looked at the oily meat ball in the hands of small steamed stuffed bun, and looked at the appearance of secretly happy, unable to eat, refused and cruel.

"Dad is not hungry." I can only refuse politely.

"How can you not be hungry? Daddy's face is getting bluer and bluer. " It must be dad who wants face. Don't mean it.

“……” He really wanted to say that Qing was frozen, but this kind of demeanor still needs to be maintained, "eat by yourself."

"Daddy, don't be shameful. I won't tell mommy."

Die to face, live to suffer, to small steamed stuffed bun mouth directly simplified.

"Son of a bitch, are you here to laugh at your father?" Don't forget, your father was hurt by you.

"Although daddy was punished because of me, I can't blame him for that. Daddy said that mommy was cooking and would not come out. It's daddy's miscalculation. You can't blame me. "

"Don't blame you, just keep your word." There's an agreement between them. After that, he promised to make a bun with his wife.

"What's that?" Xiaobaozi blinked. I don't remember at all.

“…… Dare you ask again Ji Zhengting has a black face. If xiaobaozi dares to cheat on him, he will definitely I haven't figured out how to punish him yet.

"I really don't remember." The bun is pathetic.

"Don't pester your mother when you go to bed. Sleep alone." It's absolutely an order.

Xiaobaozi has been sleeping with mummy these two nights, which makes him go to xiaobaozi to carry people back every night.

"But I'm not three years old. I'm afraid to sleep." Dad really doesn't know how to be considerate of his friends.

"Is it a man?" Ji Zhengting has a tiger face.

Baozi nodded and then shook his head.

"What does it mean to nod and shake your head?"

"He's not a man. He's just a little man." Xiaobaozi weiqubaba.

"A man, big or small, should sleep on his own as long as he is a man." It's useless to be wronged or pitiful. As long as you want to rob your wife from him, you can't talk about it.

"Then why does Daddy want to rob mommy from me?" Daddy is a man, and a man.

"Your mother is my wife." Mr. Ji is super domineering.

"Your wife is my mommy." Steamed stuffed bun is not inferior.

“……” Mr. Ji said that he wanted to put the steamed buns back and reshape them.

……

Before dark, the family was ready to go back. Xiaobaozi was robbed by the stepmother and the old lady. They took the driver's car. At last, song Qingcheng and Ji Zhengting went back in a car.

Song Qingcheng didn't talk to Ji Zhengting and didn't look at him all the way because Ji Zhengting put the steamed stuffed bun in the snow.

"What would you like to eat in the evening?" The little woman is angry. Mr. Ji always wants to coax her.

"Not hungry." Song Qingcheng gave him two words.

"I'm hungry." He was fined for not eating lunch, which would make him hungry. Of course, he would not tell her that his mother-in-law quietly prepared a delicious meal for him.

"If you are hungry, you can eat by yourself. Stop at the roadside and I'll take a taxi home." Song Qingcheng said angrily.

Ji Zhengting didn't say anything. With a dozen steering wheels in his hand, he really pulled the car to the side of the road and stopped.

Song Qingcheng turned his head and looked at him. Looking at the current position of the car, he actually stopped!

Knowing that there was no way to get a taxi here and that it was the bus stop, he took her words seriously, which was disgusting.

Song Qingcheng doubted his intention and was unconvinced.

Just go. What's the big deal!

Song Qingcheng picked up his bag and buttoned the door to get off. But the door didn't open at all.

So, didn't he stop to let himself off?

"You open the door." Knowing that he didn't really want to get out of the car, song Qingcheng was relieved, but he didn't want to be soft.

"It's impossible to get a taxi here, and the bus line has been rectified for a long time. If you get out of the car now, the best chance is to walk home. Whether you go back to song's or Ji's, you have to walk at least three hours with the shoes you wear today. "

After that, he opened the door safety.

“……” Song Qingcheng absolutely did not dare to get off. Today, she was tired enough. If she was allowed to walk for a few hours, she might be paralyzed. "Then you can take me to the nearby bus stop."

"I'm hungry, you can choose to accompany me to eat, or you can choose to let me eat you first." It's impossible to get her to the platform anyway.When the last sentence came out, Mr. Ji showed a trace of interest.

Song Qingcheng took a puff from the corner of her mouth, determined not to be angry. Anyway, her husband has already been like this, and she can only admit, "Mr. Ji, you eat so much every day, don't you feel bored?"

Since he came home, he has been beating chicken blood every night. Even if she sleeps with baozi, she will be confused by him.

If it goes on day after day, she feels like she has to boast.

"My wife's meat is more delicious." His big hand had gone through her back neck, clasped the back of her head, pressed it on her lip and sucked heavily.

Song Qingcheng blushed. Lips move several times, want to complain, finally not convinced of the past in his lip bite.

Well, she just wants to bite it back.

"You are the one who provoked me." Men squint, with danger toward her pressure in the past, song Qingcheng eyes propped up, the first reaction is to escape!

As a result, I got stuck in something and cried blind

Mr. Ji wanted to pounce on her, but when he saw her struggling, he stopped to laugh at her.

Song Qingcheng was so angry, "did you just open the door?"

"It's Mrs. Ji's seat belt now." He glanced at her seat belt. It's absolutely nothing to do with the lock.

“……” Song Qingcheng looked at the safety belt tied to his body. It's not the seat belt, is it?

When the man pressed over again, song Qingcheng subconsciously backed away, staring at him with vigilance, just like defending the wolf.

That pretty face, separated from such a close distance, was so charming that it was suffocating.

Song Qingcheng felt that his flower mania was becoming more and more serious. Just vigilance, gradually disappeared, but also become a little nervous.

"Nervous what?" The man looked at her with a smile, low voice, heat beat in her face, let her heart beat faster.