Chapter 29

After taking a bath in the evening, Wang Zai came to the main bedroom with his small pillow. He didn't need Ruan Xia to say anything. He climbed into the bed and found a comfortable place to lie down.

Ruan Xia is going through the tedious steps of skin care. Wang Zai looks at her for a long time and then asks, "Mom, why do you put so many things on your face?"

know that he usually doesn't want to give him a baby's face cream after he takes a bath.

"There's no way. Keep your beauty." Before Ruan Xia passed through, she could only be regarded as a little beauty in the aspect of beauty value at best. She is dedicated to skin care, let alone a big beauty of the original level. Because she likes the original face so much, as a Yan dog, she can't bear to see such a face become haggard because of her laziness.

Ruan Xia put down the frost, still can not help feeling, "and, to correct you, I painted money on my face."

Wangzai curiously climbed to the end of the bed, with his hands on his fat chin, looked at her and said: "my mother is very beautiful. No mother is as beautiful as my mother. "

In fact, in the process of getting along with Wangzai, Ruan Xia can't completely put herself into the role of mother, so they are like both mother and son and friends now.

"So does Dad." Wang Zai added.

Ruan Xia got up and didn't believe this sentence at all. In the past one or two months, she dressed herself up beautifully many times. On the way, she didn't know how many turns she would accept. But back home, the song man's reaction would make her doubt the original owner's beauty.

Wang Zai naturally needless to say, he has no aesthetic sense at all now. He thinks she is beautiful because she is his mother.

Song tingshen looks at her lightly every time. She doesn't know how calm her reaction and expression are. Instead, Ruan Xia might be like a bully president and wonder if this person wants to attract her attention. She knows that this person really doesn't notice how beautiful she is today. He can even say that he has such a beautiful picture The face of the behemoth is immune.

"Don't flatter me." Ruan Xia patted his ass. "why don't you sleep with your father today?"

Wang Chai leaned on the big pillow. "Dad has to work overtime."

Song tingshen is really busy with his work, but now he has consciously come back from work on time every day to eat with Wangzai, which is the limit he can achieve. However, to get off work on time every day means to work overtime in the evening. Sometimes Ruan Xia gets up in the evening to drink water, and he will see lights when passing his study.

Xiaopang's routine was very regular. After talking with Ruan Xia for a while, he fell asleep in a daze.

In the past, Ruan Xia was also affected by his sleepiness, but today she broke the rules. She had a cup of milk tea with foreign teachers in Hong Kong. Now she was more energetic than coffee. Anyway, she didn't have to squeeze the subway bus to work in the early morning, so she started to brush her micro blog.

When it was nearly eleven o'clock, Ruan Xia was not sleepy, so he decided to go downstairs and make a cup of hot milk to drink, which would help him sleep.

How to know just out of the room, I met song tingshen.

In the corridor, there are several lamps with soft light on the wall. He is wearing ordinary household clothes, but he is still standing upright. He is very tall and does not belong to the thin type. At first sight, he is very manly, very manly. When he is wearing a suit, the hormone burst shed, which is Ruan Xia's favorite shape and figure. At this time, he is wearing gold frame glasses, which is just right for the whole People's temperament is refined.

Slovenly scum.

Ruan xianaohai suddenly came up with such a word.

Full of color and gas, but it seems particularly suitable.

"Why haven't you slept?" Song tingshen asked, his face is also hard to cover fatigue.

"I can't sleep. I'm going to make a glass of milk." Ruan Xia asked again, "do you want it?"

Song tingshen nodded, "OK. Please. "

Two people go downstairs one by one. Now the first floor is very quiet. My aunt has already slept.

However, in a few minutes, two cups of sweet hot milk are ready. Ruan Xia Hands song tingshen a cup. They stand opposite each other at the table and drink the cup of milk in their hands.

Probably the hot water temperature of the milk is a little high. After drinking a glass of milk, Ruan Xia's face is sweating.

She was wearing a knee length nightdress, a long hair tied casually, without shoes on her feet, and leaning lazily to one side.

"I went back to my room to sleep." Ruan Xia thought for a moment and said, "take Wangzai back to your room to sleep. I guess I'm going to lose sleep today. I can't get up tomorrow morning."

"Good."

Song tingshen washed the two milk cups and then followed Ruan Xia to the master bedroom.

Wang Zai has been sleeping snoring, snoring and farting. Song tingshen carefully picks up Wang Zai, holds his back with big hands, and walks to his bedroom.

Once a child is asleep, it is too noisy to wake up.

Wang Zai slightly snored, his stomach was rolling, and his body was full of milk fragrance. Song tingshen sat by the bed and looked at him for a long time, saying that in general, his daughter looked like his father, his son looked like his mother, and so did their family. Wang Zai was more like Ruan Xia in five senses.

The man's affection for his children comes from the moment when he was born. At least song tingshen is like this. When he is at a loss to pick up the baby Wang Zai, the heart that had been vacant is slowly filled.

In fact, at the time of Wang Zai's birth, song tingshen had the idea of living a good life with Ruan Xia. After all, it's hard not to be moved by a woman who bears the pain of childbirth for her October pregnancy. Song tingshen, who lost her parents since childhood, wants a home more than anyone else.

But Ruan Xia obviously didn't think that, or she had already lived the life she wanted. Other things were no longer important. She didn't want to get close to her children, and she never took the initiative to hold them. Originally, the intersection and link between them was Wangzai. In this way, the real well water would not violate the river water after a long time.

Even song tingshen didn't know if Ruan Xia's change was too late.

***Although she lost sleep, Ruan Xia had developed a regular routine. Even if she didn't fall asleep until one o'clock in the morning, she still woke up at seven o'clock the next morning.

Don't want to sleep in after having children. Ruan Xia has this self-consciousness. After getting up and having a wash, she goes downstairs. Song tingshen and Wang Zai are already sitting at the table waiting for breakfast.

Song tingshen was surprised to see that she got up so early. "Didn't she say that she couldn't sleep last night?"

Ruan Xia sat down in front of him with black eyes on his face. "But I woke up at seven. I can't. I'm going to the beauty salon for a service today."

Before, there was no condition. Now, the original owner only knows how many platinum diamond cards of beauty salon, which is unnecessary and wasteful.

She didn't even need to look in the mirror to know that her beauty value had dropped by 0.0001%.

Wang Zai followed Ruan Xia to the beauty salon once. He was very impressed by the orange juice and biscuit cake provided by his little sister in the beauty salon. He immediately brightened his eyes and said in a loud voice, "Mom, I'll go with you!"

Ruan Xia hesitates. Several children in Wangzai's kindergarten have been ill. It is preliminarily suspected that they are infected with the virus. Last night, several parents of the parent group asked the teacher for leave. For the sake of safety, she also called the teacher for leave.

"Take him with you." Song tingshen took a look at Ruan Xia. "When you are finished, you can come to the company to find me. In the afternoon, we will have dinner together outside."

Ruan Xia thinks song tingshen is a little strange today.

When Wang Zai didn't ask for it, she took the initiative to say that she would have a meal outside together, but she understood that they had agreed to play a loving couple in front of Wang Zai.

"Good."

After song tingshen left, Ruan Xia went back to her master bedroom to find out how many beauty salon membership cards the original owner had. It would be better if there were one near song tingshen's company. After all, she had an appointment with a foreign teacher in the morning. After lunch, she had to go to a baking class. She could only go to the beauty salon after finishing the business in the afternoon.

The original owner has a lot of cards, which makes people dazzled.

Ruan Xia rummaged through the boxes and cabinets looking for the card. Wang Zai suddenly came to her with a red book and asked curiously, "Mom, what is this?"

She looked back and saw the marriage certificate in Wangzai's hand. The whole person was stunned. She put down her bag and took the marriage certificate from Wangzai. "Where did you find it?"

Wang pointed to a cabinet in the corner. "There."

"This is the marriage certificate." Ruan Xia opens this marriage certificate. The holder is song tingshen. On the marriage certificate, both the original owner and song tingshen are wearing white shirts with red background. It's a very festive picture, but the smiles of both of them seem to be squeezed out, which is very awkward.

Ruan Xia was about to close the marriage certificate when she caught a glimpse of song tingshen's date of birth.

September 21.

Isn't it today?

Today is song tingshen's birthday?

So for the first time, he offered to have dinner together in the afternoon?

Ruan Xia tries to mobilize the memory of the original Lord. It's very strange that song tingshen never took the initiative to ask the original Lord to have dinner on this day in the past few years.

Wangzai pulled her, took the marriage certificate from her hand, looked at the picture above, his small face was almost wrinkled together, and asked, "why is there no me on it? Mom, did you take photos secretly? "

"There was no you then."

"And where am I?"

Ruan Xia teased him, "where do you think you are?"

Wang Tzu sipped his mouth, held Ruan Xia's hand in his little fat hand, looked up at her, and revealed his little white teeth, "I'm in my mother's heart."

After taking a bath in the evening, Wang Zai came to the main bedroom with his small pillow. He didn't need Ruan Xia to say anything. He climbed into the bed and found a comfortable place to lie down.

Ruan Xia is going through the tedious steps of skin care. Wang Zai looks at her for a long time and then asks, "Mom, why do you put so many things on your face?"

know that he usually doesn't want to give him a baby's face cream after he takes a bath.

"There's no way. Keep your beauty." Before Ruan Xia passed through, she could only be regarded as a little beauty in the aspect of beauty value at best. She is dedicated to skin care, let alone a big beauty of the original level. Because she likes the original face so much, as a Yan dog, she can't bear to see such a face become haggard because of her laziness.

Ruan