At the beginning of the Song Dynasty, he lived a small life of being responsible for being beautiful like a flower. The beautiful little girl began the path of cultivation. In addition to attending classes, as for opening up a career in Xihe, Song Chu learned more than a dozen kinds of washing. In addition to the original only piano lesson, the girl signed up for an English class again, and she was very motivated.

Song Yanheng watched the little girl who had always been lazy start to go out early and return late like herself, and was very satisfied. Although he was busy making money, Song Chu was busy spending money.

The little life is delicious. Suddenly, one day, Song Yunmao called Song Yanheng and asked him to go home for dinner.

Song Yunmao rarely called Song Yanheng to return to Song's house, this must have something to discuss with him. Song Yanheng hadn't returned to Song's house for almost a month, so he naturally agreed to go back.

said to Song Chuyi, Song Chuchu really refused expressionlessly: "You go back by yourself, I won't go." As she spoke, she was only interested in fiddling with the daffodils she had just bought.

Song Yanheng sat on the sofa and looked at her, and asked her calmly: "At the beginning of the year, did you really want to be so stiff with my father?" ”

On the word "my dad", Song Yanheng used an accent.

The hands of the middle and early years paused, his eyes were a little scattered, and his hands stroked back and forth on the glass vase.

She likes Song Yanheng, if Song Yunmao is not her stepfather, when she hears the news, what she thinks about is what to buy to see Song Yunmao's old man and how to make the old man happy.

But her own mother, her only immediate family member in this world, is Song Yunmao's second wife.

Song Yanheng has experienced thousands of business negotiations, large and small, and he can see through the careful thinking at the beginning of Song at a glance. When Song Chu hesitated, Song Yanheng took advantage of the victory to pursue: "Moreover, I don't want you to go back and recognize my father, just have a meal, just at the dinner table for a while, and your mother is also there." Do what you have to do next, what's not to like? ”

Song Chuyi thought about it, it was indeed this reason. So the simple girl nodded: "Okay." ”

Song Yanheng showed an expected smile. The little girl is still too tender to pass two tricks for him.

However, at night, Song Fox was retaliated against by his little girl. Song Chu just bought a bottle of rose essential oil today, and ran to the bathroom to take a bath in high spirits. An hour later, the little girl came out, full of the scent of roses. Song Yanheng sat on the bed with a towel to help her wipe her hair, asked about the fragrance on the little girl's body, and then looked at her slightly sexy face because of her laziness, almost unable to control it.

Miss Song didn't mean anything else, she ate Wangzai's small steamed buns with her feet crossed, looking happy and satisfied. Song Yanheng couldn't get used to her unobtrusive appearance, and decided to seduce her. So he opened his mouth in a deep voice: "At the beginning of the year." ”

Song Chu was enjoying it, and he was called coldly, and turned his head: "Huh? Clear eyes looked at him in confusion.

This innocent little look undoubtedly added fire to Song Yanheng. There is no need to pretend, Song Yanheng's voice is low: "The neckline is too tight, you help me unbutton my shirt." ”

Song Chu didn't doubt him, put down the little steamed bun and helped Song Yanheng untie the first button.

"One more."

Song Chuchu was very obedient and helped him solve another one. Under the light, Song Yanheng's chest was faintly under the white shirt.

"Go ahead."

Song Chu's eyebrows unconsciously raised, and then he untied the third one from the good stream, and then untied the fourth one. The white and tender hands were extremely dexterous, and Song Yanheng was embarrassed to see it.

The shirt will not fade, and it will be ambiguous. Song Yanheng was very satisfied, and was about to correct Song Chu on the spot, but Song Chu preemptively hugged him. His warm, soft hand ran down his neckline and into his clothes.

When the skin touched, Song Yanheng felt that the cells on his body exploded in an instant, and he kept shouting. Song Chuchu withdrew his hand and pushed Song Yanheng down on the bed.

It's too unrestrained. Song Yanheng was a little incredulous. How can his little girl be so unrestrained?

It wasn't until something cracked behind his back and was messily branded on his skin that Song Yanheng understood.

Song Chuchu stood beside the bed and pointed at Song Yanheng with a happy smile: "Let you have bad intentions." ”

Song Yanheng's original intention was just to play, but unexpectedly, this girl stuffed a small steamed bun into it and shattered it inside his clothes. Song Yanheng was angry and helpless, pulled off the shirt that couldn't be dropped, and went into the bathroom.

Zhao Zhilin rarely cooks. Her hands, a random painting, can be exchanged for a seven-figure pay. Driven by the arrogance of the artist, she only added a few dishes to her aunt's feast during the New Year's holidays, or when Song Yanheng and Song returned to Song's house at the beginning of the year.

When Song Yanheng came back today, Zhao Zhilin went to the kitchen early in the morning and boiled the pork rib soup in a small casserole. Her cooking skills are actually very good, and a simple pork rib soup is also fragrant and not greasy. When I was a child, Song Chu liked to drink it the most, and a bowl of soup can make a bowl of rice.

Song Yanheng returned to Song's house, and the courtyard door was open. When he entered the house, Song Yunmao was sitting on the sofa in the living room reading the newspaper, with a cup of strong tea in his hand.

"Dad." Song Yanheng stood there, shouted solemnly, and then called into the kitchen, "Aunt Zhao." ”

Zhao Zhilin was helping in the kitchen, and when she heard the words, she walked out, and said with a gentle smile: "I'm back, go wash your hands, and you'll be able to eat soon." I made the pork rib soup that I specialize in. ”

"Thank you, Aunt Zhao," Song Yanheng also had a smile on his face, and said plainly, "I told the beginning of the year, and she said that she would come over after class." ”

Zhao Zhilin was overjoyed. Since Song Chu went to college, they have hardly eaten at the same table. It felt like Song Chu was not their family at the beginning of the year. Zhao Zhilin was bent on letting Song Chu integrate into the Song family. Undoubtedly, meeting and eating is the best way to cultivate feelings.

However, Zhao Zhilin didn't express too much surprise, but Ying Ying smiled: "Okay, this can be regarded as a reunion dinner." Go wash your hands. ”

Song Yanheng went upstairs to change his clothes, and when he came out, he happened to see Song Chu entering the house. The girl was dressed in a long sky blue dress, her long hair was soft and loose on her shoulders, and her clean face had a cold expression. Song Yanheng closed the door and went downstairs down the corridor, with a faint smile on the corner of his mouth.

I remembered that last night, he went out of the bathroom, and Song Chu was playing with his mobile phone at the beginning of the year. He slowed his pace and peeked at the screen. At the beginning of Song Chu, he proudly told Zhou Xiyu how to trick him. He didn't speak, snatched Song Chu's mobile phone and pressed the girl directly on the bed. The reincarnation of cause and effect, who made the little girl so bold.

Song Chu heard footsteps, looked up, and saw Song Yanheng who was going downstairs. The girl's cold face unconsciously softened a little. Song Yanheng turned his head slightly, looked at her from a distance, and the light smile on the corner of his mouth became extremely warm.