Chapter 592： Actually I wasn't afraid that day, I just wanted to find an excuse to hold you like that

Song Chulang looked at Lu Qingshen without a word, he didn't believe it. Listening to the tone of her dialogue with Yan Changqing just now was not just as simple as knowing Ruan Yue on TV.

Chang Qing sitting opposite felt that Song Chulang's gloomy sight looked like a person pressing down a mountain, but Lu Qingying was also able to calmly tease the bird's nest and admire him, who deserved to win Song Chulang.

"Order first," Song Chuyi reminded.

"Okay, let's eat hot pot," Chang Qing said.

Song Chulang frowned, and Song Chuyi glanced at her, "Eating hot pot in summer, do you want to kill someone, and there is a pregnant woman here".

"No one stipulates that pregnant women should not eat hot pot." Lu Qingshang didn't care if she wanted to eat Chang Qing.

"It's better to eat less," Song Chuyi said lightly, "don't think those oil buns are clean and eat too much. It doesn't matter to you, but it will have a great impact on babies who drink breast milk."

"Don't eat it," Song Chulang said decisively.

Chang Qing immediately sympathized with Lu Qingshen. She was so overwhelming at the time. "Chuchu, would you please expose the shortness of Brother Shaobin's shop like this? If he knew, he would be very angry."

"You think too much," Song Chuyi said lightly, "he recently estimated that he would not be angry with a slap."

Chang Qing think about it too.

"I can eat whatever you want, as long as I have a slice of fish," Lu Qinghui turned his head and asked Song Chulang, "Lang Lang, what do you want to eat?"

Chang Qing was stunned, wait, what was she called Song Chulang just now.

Song Chuyi pinched her small face, it was very good. When he heard Lu Qingying called Song Chulang, he also had this expression.

Song Chulang stared at Lu Qingxi awkwardly, and said gloomily, "I reminded you many times, so that you don't call it that way, why don't you just listen?"

"What, you haven't said it many times." Lu Qingyan smiled and tilted his head and pinched the little nose of the bird's nest. "Swallow's nest, can you say that I call your uncle so?"

The bird's nest can't speak yet, just grinning brightly and smirking, looking very interesting.

"Look, the bird's nest said yes," Lu Qingyi said seriously, "should you respect the opinion of your nephew?"

Song Chulang gritted his teeth, "Don't be my back, you can still talk to a baby who can't speak"?

"If you don't know how to communicate yourself, you still question me." Lu Qingyan bent down and hugged the bird's nest to his knee. The bird's nest stayed with her for a few more minutes, and immediately became familiar without crying.

Song Chulang closed her eyes and was too lazy to argue with her.

Chang Qing really pinched the cold sweat for Lu Qingying, even dared to speak to Song Chulang like this. At first, she just said that she was a little tougher, and he was anxious to eat herself, but fortunately she escaped quickly.

"Sister Changqing, I heard you are going to travel to New Zealand in a few days. It's really happy." Lu Qingxi sighed and said, "You go, it's okay to be alone at home"?

"It's okay. He finally broke the breast milk, and I finally got rid of it," Chang Qing laughed. "The bird's nest is very easy to bring. If it's not because you're hungry, you rarely cry."

"I really hope my future children will be as good as yours," Lu Qingxi said enviously.

"Bird's nest is optimistic and easy-going with her mother," Song Chuyi said with a smile.

Lu Qingyu paused, "It doesn't matter like me, if he is like his dad, it's not a gloomy baby."

Chang Qing imagined a baby's gloomy appearance, and suddenly burst into a smile, and Song Chuyi couldn't help it.

Song Chulang really wanted to close her mouth, "I'm not going anywhere like you."

"Like what happened to me, I think it's fine," Lu Qingxi said.

Song Chulang opened his mouth and wanted to say that you would become a fox babies, but think about the outsiders, so forget it.

Song Chuyi smiled lightly: "Actually, he also liked to play around when he was a kid. By the way, I went to the hospital this morning to see my grandma, and I heard about Dai Yi, lightly, you still go to the Song family less."

"Ok, I know".

After the dishes came up, when the bird's nest saw the fish, it kept twisting in Lu Qingshou's arms.

Song Chulang's eyes narrowed, he put down his chopsticks, and stretched out his hand, "It's not convenient for you, let me hug."

Lu Qingying was really afraid that he would hit himself, so he put the child in his arms.

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The little boy's soft body made Song Chulang's heart soft all of a sudden, his hands were gentle and almost stiff, and it seemed that he would hurt the cute little child by applying more force.

It's so cute, the peach blossoms are so slick, the hair is soft and covered on the forehead, the face is chubby, but the facial features are exquisite and beautiful, as handsome as a girl, and he loves to laugh, pointing at the big bowl The fish kept smashing and smashing its mouth.

"He likes to eat fish very much," Song Chuyi said, "you can wash the oil and water on the fillets with hot water. You must pick clean fish bones, and you must not let him eat them."

Chang Qing couldn't rest assured that Song Chulang was a novice. She was afraid that the fishbone stuck to her son and was about to speak. Song Chuyi pulled her down at the table.

Song Chulang picked a piece of fish with the smallest part of the fishbone. After washing it with water, he lowered his head and slowly separated the fish with chopsticks, and picked out the spines one by one.

The bird's nest was willing to wait at first, but after having tasted the deliciousness of a piece of fish, he couldn't bear his patience and waited for a while in his arms.

"Let me do it," Song Chuyi picked up the bird's nest.

Song Chulang was slightly disappointed, and for the first time, he felt the cuteness of the child deeply, and even the milk scent on it was very tight.

Children with food always eat extra slowly, but the bird's nest is pretty good. Do n’t chase after eating. Very well eat all the spoons.

Song Chulang kept his eyes on the bird's nest unconsciously.

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After a long dinner, he felt that time was short.

"Chu Chu and I are going to take the bird's nest to ride the carousel, see you next time," Chang Qing and Lu Qingying said when they were apart.

"Huh, bye," Lu Qingxi watched as the family of three got on the car.

After the car drove away, she looked back and saw Song Chulang still looking at the distance, smiling, and holding his hand, "Uncle, do you like bird's nest very much?"

Song Chulang looked at her and said for a long time: "A bit cute".

When he said "a bit", it was "very".

Lu Qingxi blinked playfully, "Uncle, you don't need to be envious. In a few months, you will have a beautiful baby."

Song Chulang's eyes were soft. Under the street light, he seemed to think of something. Under his eyes, there were smiles that he didn't even notice, as if Chunxue was melting.

"Let's go, I want to go to the movie", Lu Qingqi ticked his finger, "Remember the scene where we watched a movie together on a cruise ship?"

Song Chulang sighed, "You don't want to watch a horror movie again."

"Yeah, I know that a terrifying movie has been released recently," Lu Qingxi held his hand and walked backwards.

Song Chulang had a headache. "It looks okay, but you are not allowed to yell in the movie theater. If you are afraid, do n’t watch it."

"No, just go and watch," Lu Qingtong spit out his tongue, his face mischievous.

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Later, when sitting in the movie theater, the horrible picture flashed. Song Chulang felt her small body leaning tightly into her arms again. He thought she was scared, looked down, but saw her beautiful deep eyes. He looked at him with a smile of affection, without a little fear in those eyes.

Song Chulang seemed to understand something. At this moment, her lips touched his ears, and the horrible sound in the movie theater seemed to be automatically shielded. She could only hear her breathless sound and deceptive voice. Fear, I just want to find an excuse to hug you like that, I can lean on your chest and feel happy and beautiful every minute. "

Song Chulang only felt that his chest trembled fiercely, and shrunk again, shrinking into a ball, and then there seemed to be flames in that ball, and every part of his body was throbbing.

He turned his face and looked at a woman less than a few centimeters from his cheek.

In the dim movie theater, her face was blurry and clear, and her eyes were like stars shining in the night.

He thought of fairies.

Then she kissed herself, left a few inches, and looked at him silently. After a few seconds, she kissed again, this time not a shallow kiss, but a deep kiss.

Song Chulang's head went blank, and when he turned back, he was already holding her waist and kissing her hard.

Lu Qing pursed his lips and left him for a moment, then looped around his earlobe again, and said lightly, "Uncle, shall we go back?"

This evildoer.

Song Chulang's chest burned fiercely.