Song Yan touched the head of the steamed stuffed bun and comforted him: "honey, don't listen to your father's nonsense. You are not fat at all. I think you are too thin. You should eat more."
Xiaobaozi is very happy to hear song Yan's words. She looks at Li Qingyu with pride and coquettishness, and says: "Ma Ma, don't cook dad's share later."
Smell speech, song Yan just smile, think this kind of small steamed stuffed bun appears particularly lovely, probably only he dare to do so with Li Qingyu.
She suddenly envies xiaobaozi's biological mother. She gave birth to such a lovely child for Li Qingyu.
At this moment to see small steamed stuffed bun, she also inexplicably thought of their own that was born, never met the child.
I can't help dying of loneliness.
She wants to find her child as soon as possible, no matter where he is now, she will insist on finding him.
Li Qingyu naturally did not catch the lonely look of her eyes, and asked: "what's the matter with you, today's work is not smooth?"
Song Yan shook her head and said with a smile, "it's OK. I'll cook noodles first."
After eating noodles, Li Qingyu is responsible for washing dishes, while song Yan is sitting in the hall with xiaobaozi watching cartoons and talking to him from time to time.
"Ma Ma, will you sleep with me tonight?" Baozi leaned in her arms and begged her.
When song Yan was ready to speak, a low voice came, "no!"
Li Qingyu comes over and hugs his son to keep him away from Song Yan.
Every time he saw the little guy pestering his wife, his heart felt very bad, as if his wife had been robbed.
Xiaobaozi kept struggling in his hand and stretched out his hand to Songyan, "mama, help me."
Words fall, a slap falls on his small PP, issued a trace of sound.
Then, xiaobaozi cried wrongly and cried: "I hate dad, I will never play with you again."
Song Yan see he is really cry, also not angry white Li Qingyu one eye, as if to blame him to hit Li Qingxuan.
She snatched the bun from his hand, gently stroked his back and coaxed him, "baby, don't cry, mom will sleep with you tonight."
Xiaobaozi immediately stopped crying and looked at Songyan, "is it true?"
"It's true, of course." Song Yan helps him dry his tears, and then carries him upstairs.
So it's even more unpleasant for her to ignore a thorough Li Qingyu. How can he say that he's also a charming man? How can he be less attractive than an underdeveloped little guy?
Now he suddenly feels that his biggest rival is not the man who sent song Yanhua, but his own son!
It's hard to guard against thieves!
Song Yan is not easy to coax xiaobaozi to sleep, and then she goes back to her room to take a bath.
Li Qingyu just came out of the bathroom, and he came out with only a bath towel, revealing his perfect abdominal muscles.
Song Yan immediately looks silly, and has to say that Li Qingyu's figure is simply wonderful.
Li Qingyu noticed where her eyes were looking and approached her. His voice was a little vague and asked, "do you want to continue to look down?"
Song Yan nods and suddenly realizes that something is wrong. She scolds him.
At the end of the speech, she went into the cloakroom, took out her pajamas and went into the bathroom to take a bath. When she came out of the room and put a little toner on her face, she was ready to go to Li Qingxuan's room to sleep with him.
However, Li Qingyu saw her intention, "who allowed you to leave this room?"
"I promised Xiaoxuan to accompany him. I can't break my promise." Song Yan struggles to get up from the bed, but can't move, "what do you want?"
"Don't forget that you are my wife, so your duty is to accompany your husband." Li Qingyu's tone was full of strength and overbearing, and no one could resist.
Song Yan is absolutely speechless, but his son, she wants to accompany his son, what's the matter, as for his stinginess?
A big man is jealous with his son. Song Yan doesn't know how to say about him and how to evaluate him.
She suddenly realized a serious problem. Li Qingyu was a bigoted man with strong possessive desire.
"Li Qingyu, I think you are unreasonable." Song Yan gives up the struggle, because it is also futile.
Li Qingyu picks an eyebrow at her, but he doesn't contradict her. He seems to acquiesce in her meaning. He is unreasonable and what's wrong. It's not because of her. He doesn't know what's going on. After meeting song Yan, everything changes quietly.
Her every move deeply affected his heart.
"Xiaorou, do you have something on your mind?"
Li Qingyu changed a topic. He had noticed her loneliness several times.Song Yan stares at him and can't react for a moment. He suddenly asks what the intention is and shakes his head gently. "I'm not worried. How can you have such an idea?"
Li Qingyu is such a sharp person. After listening to song Yan's reply, she knows that she is perfunctory. But she doesn't want to say it, and he won't force her to do so. Let's wait for her to say it voluntarily.
"That's what I guess."
Song Yan
The next day, after Song Yan arrived at the magazine, she was still given a bunch of red roses with an anonymous card in it.
It said: "ambiguity makes people understand love better. It's my luck to meet you!"
Seeing this sentence, song Yan began to doubt that it was not like what Li Qingyu would say, or that he had such a side that she had never found?
But if you think about it, there's a point. She didn't know Li Qingyu for a long time. She didn't know him at all.
I don't know him at all.
Li Qingyu is also mysterious to her, but she will not pry into his affairs.
was taking out a mobile phone to send a message to Li Qingyu when someone came to the magazine club with a bouquet of perfume lily.
"Who is Miss Song Yan, please?"
"I am." Song Yan answered, and then saw a bunch of lilies appear in front of her.
"Miss Song, please sign for this flower."
Song Yan was stunned