"You two are in love. What should I do?" A deep voice broke the warm moment of song Yan and Li Qingxuan.
The mother and son made a face at him together, which seemed to have a special tacit understanding, and then continued to love each other, ignoring Li Qingyu who could find a sense of existence.
Li Qingyu: "
It's the first time that he has been ignored so thoroughly. It's really not an ordinary taste... It's hard to feel.
During the meal, song Yan kept cooking for Li Qingxuan, and the steamed stuffed bun was very happy. In the process, Li Qingyu also kept cooking for song Yan. Of course, she didn't forget to cook for him. The family cooked with each other. The scene was warm and happy.
night.
The steamed stuffed bun followed song Yan closely. No matter where she went, he would follow. Just when song Yan was about to go into the bathroom to take a bath, he also wanted to follow in. Li Qingyu, who came back to the room, saw it and picked him up.
"Smelly boy, your mother goes in to take a bath. You're not allowed to follow."
Li Qingxuan thought that Li Qingyu deliberately didn't let him stay with song Yan. He immediately struggled, "I want to take a bath with Ma Ma."
"Shut up!" This little guy, whose hair hasn't even grown up, wants to take a bath with his wife. He's just going to say, "do you know what it means to give or receive sex? Aren't you ashamed that a man takes a bath with a woman?"
The steamed stuffed bun stared at him angrily and retorted to him after a while. "I'm still a child, numb baby, not a man. I hate my father."
"Then you continue to hate it." Li Qingyu forcibly hugged him and left the room.
Song Yan was just a little speechless, and then went into the bathroom to take a bath.
When she came out of the bathroom again, their father and son returned to the bathroom again. It seemed that they had taken a bath.
The steamed stuffed bun was wronged with a face. At the moment of seeing song Yan, he quickly ran to her, hugged her thigh and complained to her, "Ma Ma Ma, Dad, he bullied me. He just hit my little PP, woo..."
Song Yan was the one who couldn't stand the child crying. Especially when she saw Li Qingxuan's cute and wronged face, her heart suddenly pulled up and stared at Li Qingyu, "how can you beat him."
"You believe what children say." Li Qingyu said somewhat disapprovingly, "he just spoiled him by you, so he complained to you indiscriminately."
"Ma Ma, what I said is true. Dad, he really hit me." Xiaobaozi's small expression seemed a little worried, as if he was afraid that song Yan would not believe him.
Song Yan hugged him, touched his head and comforted him, "baby, I believe you. I won't let your father bully you again."
She hugged him tightly and took good care of him.
"Ma Ma, I'm going to sleep with you tonight." Xiaobaozi took the opportunity to make a request.
"OK."
"I object!"
Song Yan and Li Qingyu spoke almost simultaneously. Song Yan feels that Li Qingyu is a little naive. How can she be serious with a child? People who don't know may doubt that Li Qingxuan is not his son at all.
"The objection is invalid." Song Yan naturally helps steamed stuffed bun and asks her to help Li Qingyu bully her baby together. She can't do it or do it.
She took the steamed stuffed bun to the bed, let him lie on the bed, coaxed him in a soft voice, "baby, you go to bed first, and I'll accompany you in a minute."
The steamed stuffed bun nodded very skillfully. When song Yan didn't pay attention to him, he winked at Li Qingyu and screamed. He was so angry that Li Qingyu wanted to directly pick him up and threw him out of the room.
This hateful little devil!!!
Just then, his cell phone rang. As soon as he saw that it was his mother Luo Suwen's call, he took the phone and went out of the room to answer it.
At the moment, sitting in front of the dresser, apply some toner to moisturize his face. Seeing Li Qingyu leaving the bedroom with his mobile phone, he was a little thoughtful.
After toning her skin, she went to bed to sleep with steamed stuffed bun.
**
Li Qingyu took his mobile phone and walked into the study before answering, "what's up?"
"Qing Yu, where have you moved with Xiaoxuan now?" Luo Suwen's tone was not very good, even with a little annoyance.
"You don't need to know this for the time being." Li Qingyu doesn't want to tell her that the reason for stopping her now is to prevent her from disturbing song Yan. Now he has managed to lock up people, so he can't let others destroy the deepening feelings between the two people.
"You don't have my mother in your heart?" After listening to his words, Luo Suwen became even more angry. She worked hard to raise him. Is it to let him block her?
"Your father is like this, and so are you. Do you want to force me to a dead end like your father?"
"Mom, I'm different from him." Li Qingyu said in a cold tone, "your feelings have failed. Do you also want to see me embark on the same road as you?"
"Zhiyu is a good girl. I won't misjudge your mother." Luo Suwen's tone is extremely determined. Xu Zhiyu's cleverness and understanding in front of her can't deceive her.
"Mom, that's just your opinion." Li Qingyu doesn't mean to compromise at all. He doesn't like outsiders to intervene in his emotional problems. He knows what kind of partner he wants best in his heart.
"So you made up your mind not to be with Zhiyu, right?" Luo Suwen was so disobedient by her son that she was suffocating with a sullen breath in her chest.
Li Qingyu, no matter how much she wants him to be with Xu Zhiyu, but he won't do as she wants, "Mom, my decision has always been like this. Don't ask such questions in the future."
"Qing Yu, you..."
"Mom, that's it. I'll take Xiaoxuan to see you when I have time." Li Qingyu hung up the phone without waiting for Russell Wen to say more.
The hand holding the mobile phone was hung down by him, and the fundus of his eyes was a little cold.
Xu Zhiyu is really a well-known good actor. He deceives his mother and sister around. If he can't tear his face with her for the time being because there are more important things to investigate, he will not hesitate to expose her true face.
Li Qingyu returned to the room and saw the picture that song Yan was sleeping in bed with Li Qingxuan in her arms, and she was still sleeping soundly.
He walked gently to the bedside and quietly stared at their mother and son. One big and one small fell asleep, with unspeakable harmony.