Chapter 57: 57

Song Yan spoiled and touched the head of the steamed stuffed bun, comforted him and said, "baby, don't listen to your father's nonsense. You're not fat at all. I still think you're too thin and should eat more."

The steamed stuffed bun was very happy after hearing song Yan's words. He looked at Li Qingyu proudly and said angrily, "Ma Ma, don't cook your father's share later."

Song Qing smiled at him, but he seemed so cute.

She suddenly envied xiaobaozi's biological mother. She gave birth to such a lovely child for Li Qingyu.

At this moment, seeing the steamed stuffed bun, she inexplicably thought of her child she had never met since she was born.

The fundus of the eye can't help catching a trace 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 didn't catch the lonely look at the bottom of her eyes and asked with concern: "what's the matter with you? Today's work is not smooth?"

Song Yan shook her head gently and said with a smile, "it's all right. I'll cook noodles first."

After eating noodles, Li Qingyu was responsible for washing dishes, while song Yan sat in the hall with little steamed stuffed bun watching cartoons and said a few words to him from time to time.

"Ma Ma, will you sleep with me tonight?" The steamed stuffed bun leaned in her arms and begged her with milk.

When song Yan was ready to speak, a low voice came, "no!"

Li Qingyu came over to hold his son and wouldn't let him be close to song Yan.

Every time he saw the little guy pestering his wife, his heart felt very bad, as if his wife had been robbed.

The steamed stuffed bun kept struggling in his hand and stretched out his hand to song Yan, "Ma Ma, save me."

Words fell, a slap fell on his little PP and made a slight sound.

Then, the little steamed stuffed bun cried wrongfully and shouted, "I hate dad and won't play with you anymore."

Seeing that he was really crying, song Yan gave Li Qingyu a cold look, as if blaming him for beating Li Qingxuan.

She snatched the steamed stuffed bun from his hand, gently stroked his back and coaxed him, "baby, don't cry, mom will sleep with you tonight."

The steamed stuffed bun immediately stopped crying and looked at Song Yan, "is it true?"

"Of course it's true." Song Yan dried his tears and took him upstairs.

So it's even worse for Li Qingyu to be completely ignored by her. How can he be a charming man? Why can't he be more attractive than an underdeveloped little guy?

Now he suddenly felt that his biggest rival in love was not the man who sent song Yanhua, but his own son!

It's hard to prevent thieves!!!

Song Yan didn't easily coax the steamed stuffed bun to sleep, and then went back to her room to take a bath.

Li Qingyu just came out of the bathroom. He came out wrapped in a bath towel and showed his perfect abdominal muscles.

Song Yan immediately looked silly. She had to say that Li Qingyu's figure was great. Although she had a relationship with him, she couldn't see anything clearly when the lights were off. Now he stood in front of her and let her see it clearly. She couldn't help but want to praise him.

Li Qingyu noticed where her eyes were looking, so he approached her and asked vaguely in his voice, "do you still want to look down?"

Song Yan nodded and suddenly noticed something was wrong. She scolded him angrily: "hooligan!"

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After saying that, she went into the cloakroom, took out her pajamas and went into the bathroom to take a bath. When she came out and put some toner on her face, she was ready to go to Li Qingxuan's room to sleep with him.

However, Li Qingyu saw her intention, picked her up, threw her on the soft big bed, got up and pressed her, "who allowed you to leave this room?"

"I promised Xiaoxuan to accompany him. I can't break my promise." Song Yan struggled to get out of bed, but she was tightly suppressed by the overbearing man and couldn'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 is full of strength and overbearing, which can't be resisted.

Song Yan is absolutely speechless. That's his son. What's the matter with her wanting to accompany him? Is he so stingy?

A big man is jealous of her son. Song Yan doesn't know what to say about him and how to evaluate him.

She suddenly realized a somewhat serious problem. Li Qingyu is a paranoid man with an extremely strong desire for possession.

"Li Qingyu, I think you are unreasonable." Song Yan gave up struggling because it was futile.

Li Qingyu raised his eyebrows at her, but didn't refute her words. It was like acquiescence in her meaning. He was unreasonable. What's the matter? He didn't know what was going on because of her. After meeting song Yan, everything changed quietly.

Her every move deeply affected his heart.

"Xiaorou, do you have something on your mind?"

Li Qingyu changed a topic. He had noticed the loneliness that occasionally appeared in the bottom of her eyes several times.

Song Yan stared at him in a daze. She couldn't react for a moment. He suddenly asked what the intention was, and gently shook her head, "I'm not worried. How can you have such an idea?"

Li Qingyu is such a sharp person. After listening to song Yan's answer, she knows that she is talking perfunctorily, but she doesn't want to say it, and he won't force her. Wait for her to speak out her heart voluntarily.

"I just guessed."

Song Yan: "

The next day, after Song Yan arrived at the magazine, she still received a bunch of fiery red roses with an unsigned card in it.

It reads: "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 did he have such a side that she had never found out?

But it makes sense to think about it carefully. 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 won't spy on him.

When she took out her mobile phone to send a short message to Li Qingyu, someone was carrying a bouquet of lily bulbs into the magazine society.

"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: "!"

PS: just one chapter today. I've been sick again and again these days. When I'm better, I'll start writing more. I'll forgive you!

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