Chapter 644： He would never tell her he couldn't sleep because of her

The next day when Lu Qingyi went to work, Song Chulang asked coldly in order to save yesterday's face, "Yesterday was a dinner party for new people. Do n’t tell me about any other activities tonight. You must get me back before seven in the afternoon. ".

Lu Qingyi looked unhappy at his attitude, hummed his nose proudly, ignored him, and just greeted his daughter and left.

Somehow Song Chulang was in a bad mood.

In the morning, Wang Zixi sent him a document to sign in. It was almost like seeing Bao Gong. The somber face could drip water. He thought, should n’t the condoms at home run out again? It does n’t make sense. They got married. At that time, he also gave a lot of help as an assistant, and the speed can be used for the first half of the year.

"You said, what time does your wife go home to work every day?" Song Chulang threw the signed documents to him and said suddenly.

Wang Zixi was stunned, silent in her heart, is it true that she is embarrassed for this kind of shit, "My wife usually comes back from work because she has to urge the child to do homework, and she does not like to play outside It is usually at nine o'clock at the latest, but when she first married me, she often came back at eleven or twelve. Now she is slowly growing up and mature, and she is not interested in outside activities. I used to like to play outside, but now I have played too much, and I am tired, I might as well stay with my wife and children at home. "

The implication is that when men and women reach a mature stage, they will naturally go home and relax.

Song Chulang was deeply dismissive. Like him, he didn't like to play outside when he was a child. There is something fun outside, "OK, you go out."

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In the evening, when Song Chulang and his cousin Song Junle were eating out and talking about something, they called the babysitter by the way, "Is your wife home? What time will you return?"

"Come on, back at half past six," said the nanny.

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Song Chulang was quite satisfied. Although this girl ignored her in the morning, she still took his words to heart.

Song Junle on the side listened out loudly, "Chu Lang, you are too strict, you must check these points when you go home."

Song Chulang leaned his body into a chair, and said lightly, "I don't know, how to manage".

Song Junle admired the thumbs up, thinking that his wife would be miserable.

After eating dinner, Song Chulang returned to the house. Lu Qingchi held the cricket in one hand and drew it with the drawing in the other hand. He thought about it very seriously. She didn't notice it when he walked in. I saw him shouting "ahhh".

"what are you doing"? Song Chulang reached out and hugged him.

"In studying the composition and design of a mural", Lu Qingying only looked up at his eyes slightly, and then devoted himself into the drawing paper. "You hold the puppet to play, don't disturb me, this is my master who asked me The plan entrusted to him in the morning was rushed over by the crew. "

Song Chulang heard that a frown could pinch a fly, but a woman was completely unaware that she did not return to the room until twelve o'clock at night.

Song Chulang rolled over and pressed her into her arms, Lu Qing startled, "You haven't slept yet."

"" Song Chulang: "It was you who woken me up."

He would never tell her that she couldn't sleep because of her, "Let me lie down."