Chapter 897

After Song Jincheng took it over, he looked down at the baby and laughed very gently.

He leaned over to kiss his daughter on the cheek.

The little guy giggled and his eyes were crooked.

Lu Jixiang looked at him, and he couldn't help muttering.

She had just been kissing so many times in the car, but she didn't see the little guy smile. Why did song Jincheng smile so happily?

"Lust girl!"

Finally, Lu Jixiang can only use these two words to comfort himself.

Her daughter was seduced by song Jincheng's beauty. At a young age, her aesthetic level is sharp!

Soon, after Song Jincheng put his daughter in the cart, he took people to buy tickets and went into the aquarium.

Today is the weekend. There are a lot of tourists.

Song Jincheng is handsome and Lu Jixiang is eccentric. When they come together, they are very eye-catching.

In addition, the man pushing the pram, while the woman is holding his arm, all the way laughing, is more eye-catching, people envy to the heart of happiness!

After discussion, the two decided to go to the bottom of the sea around, you can see the divers feeding the fish.

Lu Jixiang chirped: "I haven't been here for many years. For the first time, my parents brought me here. Later, the school organized me to come here several times. In my impression, it seems that traveling around the sea is the most fun and you can take photos!"

She took the phone out of her bag.

Song Jincheng pushed the pram and slowly followed the girl. Sometimes when he saw her face close to the glass, he would stretch out his hand and pull her to make her not too obsessed.

Later, they had a performance of divers feeding fish.

The front was full of children, all with their heads up, big eyes open and curious, looking through the glass at the divers in the water, watching him feeding the fish with food, screaming repeatedly.

Lu Jixiang quickly took several pictures with her mobile phone.

She thought about it for a while, then suddenly she came to the man's side, hooked his arm, and laughed shamelessly: "Song Jincheng, let's take a picture of ourselves, OK? I don't seem to have sent our group photos in my circle of friends. Everyone else is showing their love. It's time for me to show them too! "

The man frowned and nodded: "good!"

Lu Jixiang quickly put the self timer function out, tiptoe, one hand hook the man's neck.

Song Jincheng bent down and actively cooperated with her.

"Come on, have a good laugh!"

Lu Jixiang said, holding the mobile phone far away with his other hand, cracking his mouth and laughing brightly.

Click!

Frame the picture.

Lu Jixiang immediately released the man and opened the album excitedly.

As a result, the next second, she cried.

"Song Jincheng!"

She is full of sad face of the mobile phone to the man in front of the bitter: "why do you want to look so handsome?"

Song Jincheng

Lu Jixiang: "I don't look good at all!"

Song Jincheng

"Oh, yes!" As soon as Lu Jixiang's eyes brightened, he snapped his fingers: "I'll just P myself."

With that, I really started to work on the P chart.

Song Jincheng is curious.

However, the girl is demonizing herself in the picture. Her chin is sharpened, her eyes are enlarged, her nose is straightened, and she even keeps her hair color.

The corner of the man's mouth slightly draws: "who is this?"

Lu Jixiang proud of the mobile phone in front of him, proud of the way: "this is your beautiful and generous wife ah!"

Song Jincheng

"Forget it, you won't understand." Lu Jixiang took back his hand, opened the wechat circle of friends, pattered out a line of words, with photos, and soon sent it out.

As a result, in less than two minutes, Zhou Xiaoxiao left a message at the bottom.

"My God, who is this female monster?"

Poof!

Lu Jixiang almost vomited blood, and quickly replied to her.

"This is my sister's true self!"

Zhou Xiaoxiao replied soon.

"I'm scared to death, sister. When you came down to earth, did you land on your face first?"

Lu Jixiang replied.

"Friends for three hours!"

Then, she resolutely turned off wechat.

Song Jincheng has already pushed the baby carriage to the front. He holds his daughter out and is standing quietly beside the glass curtain wall.

The little guy is obviously very excited, waving a pair of small hands, looking at all kinds of small fish in the water, chuckling. Sometimes the arc of her hand waving is too big, and it will hit the man's face. Song Jincheng is always tolerant, keeps a good temper, and takes care of him carefully.

Lu Jixiang walked over and stood beside the man, looking at the sea animals in the water.

After a while, she whispered: "Song Jincheng, I think I'm so happy!"

The man turned his head and looked at her.

"Why do you want to say that all of a sudden?"

"Just want to say it!"

Lu Jixiang smiles and takes the initiative to hold the man's arm.

Song Jincheng sighed, holding his daughter in one hand and Lu Jixiang in the other.

"Tired?"

Lu Jixiang put his head on the man's shoulder and asked.

"Not bad."

Song Jincheng turned his head and gave her a kiss. He stroked her back with his big hand. Then he said, "what about you?"

"I'm more relaxed than you. How can I be tired?" Lu Jixiang said, pointing to the little guy: "you are holding us both!"

"You are more mischievous than your daughter!"

Men smile.

Lu Jixiang rolled his eyes and hummed: "of course, I'm her mother. Do you know what it means to be better than blue?"

After that, I suddenly felt something was wrong.

Lu Jixiang frowned: "I seem to use the wrong metaphor!"

Song Jincheng just laughed and didn't speak.

Let's continue to be happy forever.

Recently, something strange has happened. Every time Lu Jixiang goes to the street, she always feels that someone is following her.

But every time she turned to look, she found nothing.

This made her more and more confused.

And after this situation lasted three times, she finally couldn't bear it.

"... song Jincheng, I think someone is following me recently!"

At this moment, she is in the man's study.

Hearing this, song Jincheng can't help but look away from the computer screen and look at her: "tracking you?"

"Yes

Lu Jixiang nodded and said, "these days when I go to the street, I always feel that someone is behind me. But every time I look back, I can't find anything. Song Jincheng, do you think I've been targeted by reporters?"