Chapter 800

If his son is washed in the sofa, his wife will know.

"Son, son, are you ok?" Ji Zhengting fished his son out of the water and patted him on the back.

Xiaobaozi sleeps and wakes up. His face is flushed by coughing, but he doesn't seem to recover. His eyes stare at him.

Oh, no, you're not scared, are you?

"Mr. Ji, is song in trouble?" Song Qingcheng's voice is at the door.

Ji Zhengting quickly turned the bun upside down, and then carried his two legs around.

"Ah Father song is more child abuse than you. " Xiaobaozi screamed with fright.

Song Qingcheng pushed the door and came in. Seeing this scene, he was also startled. "Mr. Ji, what are you doing?"

Don't you mean to give the baby a bath? How did you get this look?

"Mommy song, help..." Xiaobaozi looks at the inverted song Mami and calls for help.

"Ji Zhengting, you put the child down quickly. Don't you see the child scared? " Song Qingcheng was very distressed to see that the child was so afraid.

Some people are just like nobody. Is it biological or not?

Mr. Ji is always a good obedient husband in front of Mrs. Ji. He picked up the bun and threw it into the bathtub. Then he said, "wash it yourself!"

"Mommy song..."

"It's no use calling Mommy song!"

Xiaobaozi originally wanted to ask song Mami for help, but he was interrupted by song Dabi. This is even more aggrieved, "wow ~" a wail.

It's just thunder and no rain. This is a special way to deal with song Dabi.

"Ji Zhengting, are you bathing your children or scaring them?" Song Qingcheng stares at him. Roll up your sleeves and look like you're going to bathe the baby yourself.

"He dozed himself and fell into the water." Mr. Ji said he was innocent.

"What?" Song Qingcheng looked at him in amazement, "the child fell into the water?"

No wonder xiaobaozi coughed so badly just now.

“……” Mr. Ji had the feeling of throwing a stone at his feet. "What did I say?"

Song Qingcheng was staring at him with a tight face. That little look, absolutely bold.

"I'll warm you a glass of milk." Mr. Ji steps on the wheel of fire and runs fast.

Mr. Naji of song Qingcheng has absolutely no way. I'd better give my son a bath.

"Mommy, I'll tell you a secret." Xiaobaozi said mysteriously.

"What's the secret?" Song Qingcheng looked at him, not particularly curious.

"My father just asked me to sleep with aunt Lu Yu." Xiaobaozi spoke in a very low voice. It really seemed that he was whispering something.

"Why?" Song Qingcheng is curious about this meeting.

"Because Daddy wants to sleep alone with mommy."

“……” Song Qingcheng absolutely didn't believe it.

Although Mr. Ji doesn't like baozi as the light bulb between them, he definitely doesn't want to give it to Lu Yu. Therefore, Baozi must have other intentions.

"Don't slander your father if you have something to say." Song Qingcheng directly pierced the little baozi's mind.

Small steamed stuffed bun Nu mouth, all of a sudden was song Mami see through, not fun. Xiaobaozi had to tell the truth: "aunt Lu Yu seems to be chasing my uncle su."

"Eh?" It's absolutely amazing.

"So if Mommy wants to go back, there's still time." Xiaobaozi is serious.

"Poof --"

Song Qingcheng nearly gushed out his blood. I can't imagine what will happen if Mr. Ji hears the little steamed stuffed bun?

"Mommy, when do you invite uncle Su to our house? I really want to have uncle Su's seafood dinner." Xiaobaozi's coquetry is like being abused and eating steamed bread for half a month.

"You're having a big meal every day. Do you still want to eat?"

"It's not uncle Su's big meal every day." She agreed to let aunt Lu Yu invite uncle Su home as a guest, and aunt Lu Yu gave her a small tank.

For the small tank, we have to work hard.

It's not a big request. Song Qingcheng agreed, "OK. However, after a while, there have been a lot of things recently. "

"Is it because of Uncle Dabai?"

Song Qingcheng stopped and sighed, "baby, do you think uncle Dabai can survive this time?"

"Of course. Uncle Dabai will be ok with the peace talisman I gave him. " Small steamed stuffed bun even hesitated without hesitation, the answer is still very simple.

Don't know why, song Qingcheng heavy one day's mood suddenly relaxed down.

It is said that children are always accurate in speaking. I hope it can really be like what children say.

……

Song Qingcheng took a good bath for the child. The child was really sleepy and dozed off. Song Qingcheng couldn't hold the child and couldn't bear to wake him up, so she called Mr. Ji to come in and take him to bed.It's a two meter bed. Three people in a family can sleep.

Ji Zhengting worried that his child would be naughty and kick Mrs. Ji's stomach, so he put the child beside him to sleep.

"Why don't you sleep in the middle? I can sleep a little to the side Song Qingcheng looked at the child in his side, no wonder reluctant.

Usually do not sleep with their own even if, rarely sleep with themselves, but let him far away from himself, the heart is not taste.

"What if you fall down?" Mr. Ji refused.

“…… You think I'm your son? " How old is she? Will she fall asleep?

"The son is stupid, the aspect follows mother." The implication is that when his son falls to the ground, he must follow his mother.

"Mr. Ji, do you want to sleep on the sofa?" Song Qingcheng's face was strained.

Mr. Ji stopped talking and turned off the light obediently.

Turn off the light, quiet down, but not sleepy.

Song Qingcheng leans on his shoulder, sleepy, but can't sleep, can't sleep, always can't control thinking things.

"Ji Zhengting..." It was a long time before she called him.

"Well." Ji Zhengting is looking at his mobile phone.

"You don't think anything will happen to Yu Xiao?" Song Qingcheng is worried. Just two or three hours after they went out, Lu Xiao came back full of scars. Yu laughs at a girl

"It's a good thing that they're both in trouble." No one can guarantee such a thing. Although it's not a good sign, Ji Zhengting is not so nervous and worried.

I can't say what it feels like. It's something from the heart.

"I wish they were all better."

"Yes." He put his arms around her and tightened them a little.

Song Qingcheng held his waist and moved toward him. "The child just said that his uncle Dabai would be fine."

"The child's words worked. Did you find that the child said from the beginning to the end that Lu Bai would be fine? "

"I just think that's what the child says all the time, so I feel more secure."

"Sleep. It's OK."

Song Qingcheng nodded and nestled beside him. After a day's uneasiness, he could finally find a moment's peace.