Seeing that Song Ge swallowed everything he wanted to say into his stomach, his mouth bulging, as if holding his breath, Su Qingyou snorted and laughed, "You usually look quiet and quiet, but your personality is so similar to your brother." 2.8.Chinese-Text.Net"

"I'm not like him, he's always put on a stinky face, he looks powerful on the surface, but in fact he's not as brave as me. ”

Song Ge laughed with her for a while, and when he caught a glimpse of Bo Yuheng coming over, he unconsciously lowered his voice and said quickly, "Sister-in-law, I won't tell you." ”

She turned, her hands on the steering wheel, her back straight, and she looked like she was sitting upright.

Bo Yuheng walked to the front of the car, but instead of sitting in the back seat, he opened the front door and sat in the passenger seat.

The afterglow of his eyes swept Su Qingyou's eyes, "Why don't you put eggs on your face?" ”

"Oh, good. ”

Su Qingyou took off the eggs, took out two more hot ones and put them on his face and rolled them back and forth.

Only then did Bo Yuheng retract his gaze, look ahead, and lightly ordered, "Drive." ”

After receiving the order, Song Ge drove away from this place.

Su Qingyou frowned slightly behind him.

Why Bo Yuheng suddenly sat in front of her, she couldn't figure it out.

Is it to be angry with her, so you deliberately snub her and use your own way to fight with her?

She secretly denied her idea.

Whatever Bo Yuheng does, he will not punish her in such a way.

She couldn't tell what she felt in her heart, she just felt a little stuffy somewhere, so she simply fell silent, closed her eyes, and let the wind outside the car window blow on her face to get a moment of peace.

Song Ge was also a little surprised in front, and deliberately glanced at Su Qingyou from the rearview mirror, and found that her expression was really good.

Secretly observing Bo Yuheng next to him, he regained his indifferent look, looked ahead expressionlessly, and suddenly turned his eyes to look at her.

His gaze was like a sword and a sword, Song Ge was shocked by this gaze, and looked ahead as if nothing happened, no longer secretly looking at these two people.

After more than an hour, Song Ge parked the car in front of Bo's house.

"Mr. Bo, Qingyou, you are home. Song Ge turned to the two of them and smiled, "If there's nothing to do, I'll leave first." ”

"Wait. ”

Bo Yuheng stopped Song Ge, who wanted to slip away, "Half a year's salary will be halved, and no year-end bonus will be issued." ”

Song Ge understood that this was her punishment.

But in my heart, I understood that it was one thing, and accepting it was another, and a small face that was smooth immediately turned into a bitter gourd with a sad brow, "Mr. Bo"

"If you refute it, there is no salary for half a year. ”

Song Ge closed his mouth, took a deep breath, and tried to put on a smile, "I know, goodbye Mr. Bo, goodbye sister-in-law." II.V.VIII.中.文網"

She lifted her glasses, got out of the car neatly, and walked away from their sight quickly.

Su Qingyou's hands wrung uneasily.

As an "accomplice", Song Ge was punished so severely, I don't know how she, the "mastermind", will be dealt with.

"After all, you are her immediate boss, so you have to deal with this matter. I don't want you to relent, and secretly pay her a salary. ”

Bo Yuheng's tone was very light, and Su Qingyou deserved to be serious, "I know." ”

She was still sitting in the back, waiting for Bo Yuheng to continue to say something, but he opened the car door, "Let's get out of the car." ”

After he got out of the car, he walked briskly towards Bo's house.

Su Qingyou's heart went up and down, and he also walked in.

"Madame, you're back!"

Zhao Deen was directing the servants to do things in the living room, and when he saw Bo Yuheng walking in, he hurried up to the second floor without saying a word.

Before the words in his stomach came out, he was a little depressed, but when he saw Su Qingyou also stepping into the living room, he immediately greeted him with a smile, "Madam, you're back!

His enthusiasm made her a little overwhelmed, and after a closer look, Su Qingyou felt that Steward Zhao seemed to be more kind than before, and a smile appeared in his eyes, "Hello, Steward Zhao, I miss you too." ”

"You're sure to miss your mother too. Zhao Deen was also very happy to hear this, and beckoned to the servant, "Invite the mother and the prince over!"

Su Qingyou reacted after a while, he was talking about Xiaokeng and her cat cub, and couldn't help but be embarrassed, "Why, they all started to call Niangniang, didn't they call Xiao Zhu before?"

"After all, we have children, so we all changed our minds. ”

Zhao Deen said, and saw two servants, one of whom came over with a cat in his arms.

The one on the left, with a face as big as a basin, is naturally a small pit, no, it should be renamed a fat pit, and the one on the right is very small, only as big as the palm of a servant's hand.

Fei Keng squinted his eyes, saw Su Qingyou, and meowed lazily.

But the little milk cat was more excited than his mother, and began to bark incessantly.

Su Qingyou's heart was warmed by the little milk cat at once, and he took a few steps forward and took him.

"So small!" she couldn't help but exclaim, "the last time I saw him, he was still black, and now he is actually white, purer than ****** coat color!"

Zhao Deen carefully recalled this sentence, and felt that something was not right, and he couldn't say it, so he replied with a smile next to him: "Yes, we are all quite surprised, after all, Niangniang is a miscellaneous hair." ”

Su Qingyou couldn't stop touching the little milk cat and holding him into his arms, he seemed to like Su Qingyou very much, rubbing her hand all the time, and licking the back of his hand non-stop.

"Madam, he hasn't chosen a name yet, why don't you take one now?"

Zhao Deen asked tentatively.

Su Qingyou racked his brains, and finally shook his head apologetically, "I can't think of anything particularly good for a while." ”

"It's okay, kitten, it doesn't matter if you have a name or not. Zhao Deen smiled indifferently, "However, if the child of the lady and the young master is going to be born, then the name will have to be thought about." ”

Su Qingyou really didn't know how to pick up his words.

It seems that for a while, everyone around me has consciously or unintentionally brought up the sensitive topic of "children".

Su Qingyou didn't know what pregnancy was all about, but she had seen it in many places, saying that pregnancy is a very hard thing, especially during childbirth, the risk is high, and pregnant women also have to suffer greatly.

She admires the mother who gave birth to her children very much, but her mood is the same as one in the Weibo comment, "I really dare not have children." "There was a subconscious fear of this.

For five years, she had not thought about it for a long time, because she had not expected to meet another person.

Now that they frequently mention it, she also realized that in fact, she and Bo Yuheng have been married for almost half a year, and the time is not short.

But pregnancy and childbirth

This is not something that can be done by one person.

What kind of relationship is she and Bo Yuheng now, even she can't say it clearly, let alone what will happen in the future?

In the end, she just smiled at Zhao Deen and diverted from other topics, "Does this kitten usually like to move?"

"It's so much quieter than, you don't know how arrogant a mother usually is. ”

Zhao Deen saw that Su Qingyou deliberately put aside his words, so he continued to say according to her meaning, but a touch of gloom rose in his heart.

Bo Yuheng came out wrapped in a bathrobe and stood on the second floor, just in time to see Su Qingyou and Zhao Deen smiling and saying something.

He didn't make a sound to disturb, but he didn't stand there for long, Zhao Deen felt his gaze and raised his head to see him.

"Young Master. ”

He greeted with a smile, "It's afternoon, I'll go to the kitchen and urge them to serve you dinner." ”

He winked, and the servants withdrew from the drawing-room.

Su Qingyou also raised his head and looked at him.

He was wearing a bathrobe, so did he go to take a shower when he came back?

She recalled that he had avoided direct contact with her since he came back, not because he was angry, but because he had actually entered the chicken pen, so he was afraid of bumping into her?

Thoughts flashed quickly, and she saw him with an indifferent expression, riding the escalator, and slowly walking down.

He walked over to the couch and sat down.

"Sit. He said to her.

Su Qingyou also sat down opposite him, touched the little milk cat's head in his hand, and bit his lip unconsciously.

Her uneasiness infected the kitten, who barked timidly.

Xiaokeng saw Bo Yuheng, a flying body, and jumped into Bo Yuheng's arms from the ground.

Bo Yuheng lowered his head and touched her head, and the corners of his mouth curled slightly.

"I'm sorry. ”

After a long silence, Su Qingyou said this to Bo Yuheng.

He raised his eyebrows and looked at her, "Why apologize?"

"This time, I owe it to me that I underestimated the other party's means and overestimated my own ability, which made you worried. ”

After Su Qingyou said this, he bit his lip again, and his eyes drooped slightly.

"Yuheng, are you still angry?"

Bo Yuheng touched Xiao Keng's head and put her from his arms on the ground.

When she straightened up again, she saw that the bottom of his eyes was thick and unsolvable, and she couldn't see anything clearly, and she couldn't see through anything.

"I'm angry, and the more I think about it, the more angry I get. ”

The tone was very calm, but when he heard it, Su Qingyou's heart suddenly sank to the bottom of the sea.

"Thin Words"

The sudden mention of the former person in his mouth made Su Qingyou's heart nervous.

"Bo Yan once talked to me about some things, such as you going out to work. ”

Her eyes widened.

Bo Yan?

When did this happen?

Why would they talk about her work? miào bigé

"You know, when they lived in our house, Zhao Shiyun never went to work. I don't know what she thinks in her heart, but I know it's what Bo Yan asked. Uncle He felt that as a wife, a husband and a child, although traditional, it was a matter of course. He doesn't understand why you have to work so hard and run outside early in the morning for a job that he can't even look down on, and he doesn't understand why I want to indulge you like this. ”

Bo Yuheng leaned back on the sofa and tilted his head slightly, "At that time, I didn't understand, since you like it, why should I stop you from doing what you want to do? I really want to ask Uncle if he has asked his wife what she is thinking." ”

He stared at the huge crystal chandelier in the center of the living room, "I never felt like I was doing anything wrong, but now, after this incident, I began to wonder if I was right." ”

"Of course your idea is not wrong!" Su Qingyou interrupted him and said hurriedly.

"That's because you're sitting here right now, and you're just hurting your head! If something happens to you, I'll only be a thousand times more painful than you!"

Bo Yuheng's eyebrows furrowed, his body leaned forward, and his angry tone was hoarse and tired.

She saw that his eyes were already red at this moment.