After dinner, song Qingcheng went upstairs early to take a good bath and lay on the bed looking at the books convenient for parenting. After missing for an afternoon, Mr. Ji suddenly appeared at dinner.
Fortunately, the dinner went well, and they all went back to their rooms after dinner. Xiaobaozi was too tired to play in the daytime, so he went to bed early tonight.
Just remind song Qingcheng again and again before going to bed about what he promised in the afternoon.
After washing, Mr. Ji came out of the bathroom and went to the bed. He took the book out of her hand, turned off the light and lay down beside her.
"Well, you turn on the light first. I have something to do." Song Qingcheng talks to him.
"It's better to turn off the lights." Mr. Ji obviously digressed the topic.
"Who said I'd do it with you? I mean other things. " This man is thinking about the good things in bed.
"I mean other things, too, but Mrs. Ji seems to have gone awry." Ji Zhengting embraces her and decides her with interest.
"I'm not." Song Qingcheng did not admit it.
"No, what did you just say you wouldn't do with me?"
"Nothing."
"Again?" Mr. Ji started directly.
"Oh, yes, I think it's wrong, OK?" Song Qingcheng did not withdraw. On the bed, she really did not want to be caught, not to mention carrying a small bag in her stomach.
"In fact, I'm not the only one who thinks. Mrs. Ji seems to want it too."
"Yes, I do, but I won't take risks."
"Life is about taking risks." Mr. Ji comes as soon as he says, and turns over and presses people directly.
"Well, wait a minute. I have something else to say."
"I can't wait. Don't worry about it. Do it while you talk. "
"Mr. Ji, are you a monkey?" I know you're in a hurry!
"It's not a monkey, it's a wolf." Now I just want to wipe Mrs. Ji dry and then squeeze her dry.
"Color wolf!"
"Let Mrs. Ji see a new height tonight."
Mrs. Ji suddenly felt a strong danger and rushed towards her. She cried and begged, "please help me..."
"Let's die. I locked the bun in my room
“……” Mrs. Ji was speechless and suddenly understood why xiaobaozi wanted to send Mr. Ji out. "Mr. Ji, from now on, I will very much approve of xiaobaozi's decision to send you out. And today, xiaobaozi has threatened to send you one yuan. I think I can sponsor another yuan to support xiaobaozi's behavior. "
"Yes. I'll take your two yuan for the small bag. "
The implication is that the little bag in her stomach takes Mr. Ji away. So, xiaobaozi and Mrs. Ji have spent two yuan in vain, but they haven't sent Mr. Ji out yet?
If xiaobaozi hears this news tomorrow, he may hit tofu?!
Men are crazy and passionate.
Song Qingcheng was soon left with a soft breath. And he really seems to want to play a new height. Clearly already unbearable, but just to give her a hearty foreplay.
Finally, I don't know who took the initiative to get on the right track.
"Mr. Ji, please master the posture."
"Yes, you can come up."
“……” She didn't mean to come up
"Mr. Ji, please pay attention to the rhythm."
"The rhythm is OK, with an average of three beats a second."
One second Is it OK to call three times? She felt like she was going to be hit and fly.
"Mr. Ji, please control the time."
"It's still early. It's only half an hour."
……
Another half an hour later Someone is still struggling with energy.
"Mr. Ji, please consider Mrs. Ji's feelings."
"It's because of Mrs. Ji's feelings that we have to keep going for a long time."
"Ask for Mrs. Ji's psychological shadow."
"It's guaranteed to make Mrs. Ji's life-long aftertaste endless."
“……”
……
The next day.
Song Qingcheng woke up early. Mr. Ji was satisfied last night. He would still be asleep.
Song Qingcheng walked out of his arms and took the ink and pen from the drawer of the bedside table. Look at the ink in your hand, and then look at Mr. Ji's handsome face. Imagine being painted with a kitten
It's kind of fun.
It's not too late. It's time for baozi to get up and make a quick decision.
Five minutes later, Mr. Ji became a cute little black cat.
Song Qingcheng covers her mouth and smiles. She takes a few pictures of Mr. Ji, the lovely black cat, with her mobile phone. Looking at the photos, she decided to call xiaobaozi to have a look.
When song Qingcheng got out of bed, his legs were still sore and trembling, so he had to help his waist.When I came out of the room, I just met the steamed stuffed buns fans. They came out of the room, rubbing their eyes and walking in the corridor.
No one seems to have noticed that xiaobaozi is awake.
Song Qingcheng went to pull the steamed stuffed bun over. Xiaobaozi was startled and responded, "Mommy song, do you want to rob early in the morning? I tell you, I don't have a dime now. You can come back when I change my clothes. "
Robbery also with others to discuss, small steamed stuffed bun, you naive.
"Mommy song is not here to rob you. She's here to take you to see your daddy's hualian cat."
"Really? Has Mommy song got it? " Just now, he was still in a daze. He suddenly woke up.
"What Mommy song promised her son must be done." Song Qingcheng was quite proud.
"Let's go, let's go and have a look at Song Dabi's hualian cat." I can't wait for the bun to hold her.
"Shh, you can't make too much noise. Your father song is not awake yet."
"Oh ~ ~ it turns out that mommy song painted it secretly."
"It's not shameful to paint secretly. It doesn't mean that we must paint openly."
Well, Baozi didn't say anything.
Mother and son, one big and one small, lay at the door of the room, and then crept into the room. Mr. Ji on the bed is still sleeping soundly. He doesn't seem to find his wife and son coming in at all.
Xiaobaozi slips to the bedside and looks at the little cat on Song's father's face. He almost laughs. Thanks to song's timely "Shh" gesture, Baozi covered his mouth.
But looking at the lovely song Dabi, I couldn't help laughing and bending my eyes.
"Well, when you're done, go out, or you'll be found." Song Qingcheng whispers to baozi.
"But there are big turtles." Steamed buns are not easy to fool.
“…… Big tortoise or forget it, song PA than may hit people Mrs. Ji doesn't dare. Especially last night was Mr. quarter toss so long, she absolutely dare not challenge Mr. quarter there.
"I know that mommy song is perfunctory to me, hum!" Xiaobaozi held his hands and hummed his nose.
“……” I know that baozi is not easy to deceive, "then you go out first, and Mommy will draw it and take it for you."