Pei Zhiyuan approached the window, looking at the snowflakes close at hand, dancing excitedly, and laughing with laughter in his mouth; With that happy look, even Song Anyang was amused by him.

For Pei Zhiyuan at this time, watching snowflakes is a kind of entertainment, and nothing can be more fun than this.

Just when Song Anyang was amused by Pei Zhiyuan's naïve appearance, he couldn't help laughing.

Pei Zhiyuan suddenly did something that made Song Anyang stop laughing immediately.

The kid leaned on the window and licked it with relish.

Shocked, Song Anyang hurriedly tightened his slightly loose hand and pressed the child in his arms.

You can't lick something like a window.

Don't say that children's resistance is not good, there are bacterial residues; Take the current weather as an example, if the cold enters the body, do you have to inject Pei Zhiyuan's head again?

Thinking of this, Song Anyang was a little afraid.

Recalling the last time the child had an injection, just thinking about it makes me feel distressed.

Holding the child tightly in his arms, Song Anyang wanted to stand up and no longer look at the snowflakes.

Pei Zhiyuan was not satisfied, his body kept going to the window, and his interest in watching the snow was very strong.

The more you can't see it, the more interested you become; The more Song Anyang didn't let him see it, the more he wanted to see it.

In the end, the two of them got on the bar.

Song Anyang didn't let Pei Zhiyuan see the snowflakes, so Pei Zhiyuan grabbed Song Anyang's clothes and wanted to pull her over, but he forgot that he couldn't pull Song Anyang no matter how he was in Song Anyang's arms.

Song Anyang frowned tightly, staring at Pei Zhiyuan's appearance of constantly pulling her, and suddenly felt that this child was too funny.

Doesn't he feel cold when he lies on the window?

Just when Song Anyang was thinking about how to deal with the little guy, Pei Zhiyuan grabbed Song Anyang's hand, suddenly took it off, and then reached into Song Anyang's clothes.

Pei Zhiyuan's move happened to be seen by Pei Yue, who had just come from the study.

He suddenly felt angry.

dared to touch his woman's chest and ate the bear's heart and leopard gall.

Before Song Anyang could react, Pei Yue had already snatched the little guy from Song Anyang's hand, and slapped his big hand directly on the little guy's buttocks.

Syllable......

The force is not light.

Pei Zhiyuan was beaten, he was stunned at first, and he didn't understand why he was beaten, but when he felt the pain, he immediately heard wow...... Shouted.

Pei Zhiyuan has always had a skill, when he cries, he doesn't really want to cry, but he wants to coax, he will cry and won't shed tears.

And at this point, that's it.

Song Anyang saw that Pei Yue had beaten the child to cry again, and he was stunned at first, and wanted to reach out to pick up the child in the man's arms.

Over there, Pei Zhiyuan also habitually wanted to drill into the arms of his mother.

But before others got into the arms of the queen mother, Song Anyang suddenly withdrew his hand and said: "Why do you say that he always cries loudly and doesn't shed tears." ”

After that, Song Anyang put his hands around his waist, looked at Pei Zhiyuan, who was still pretending to cry, and didn't know who he learned this trick from.

Pei Yue heard Song Anyang mention the child pretending to cry, his dark brows frowned slightly, and he looked down at the child in his hand, indeed as Song Anyang said, this child is pretending to cry.

"It's all what you're used to, and when he cries, you coax him, and you're used to it." After saying that, Pei Yue frowned tightly and stared at the little guy in front of him.

If it weren't for Song Anyang's habit, his son would have been able to cultivate like this?

"I'm not used to him."

was told by Pei Yue that she was used to children, and Song Anyang immediately opened her mouth and shouted, when did she get used to children.

She just takes care of a child like a normal person with a baby.

Song Anyang said that he was not used to it, but Pei Yue mentioned this matter to Song Anyang with great interest.

"When he cries, do you immediately put down everything and come and hug him?"

Pei Yue asked, and Song Anyang nodded without denying it.

When the child cries, she must be in trouble, she doesn't come to hug the little guy, is it possible to let him cry heartbreakingly?

"If he is not happy, you will follow him."

Song Anyang nodded, and Pei Yue continued to ask, Pei Zhiyuan's problems, apart from Song Anyang, who else would get used to them.

After being asked twice, Song Anyang nodded, his mind was a little cloudy, but he gradually found that what Pei Yue said seemed to make sense.

Looking down at Pei Zhiyuan in Pei Yue's arms, Song Anyang's mood at this time became quite complicated.

Could it be that there is a great deal of immorality in her education method?

This made Pei Zhiyuan cry for too long, and he felt that no one had paid attention to him, so he slowly stopped crying, turned around and raised his hand to the small pink fist, and began to suck.

He had just played and cried, and he was a little hungry and wanted to eat, and he was a little sleepy, and after eating, he wanted to sleep.

Song Anyang originally wanted to ask Pei Yue about her teaching the child, but when he saw that the child was sucking his fingers, he immediately raised his head and wanted to hold the child to drink milk.

But the hand she had just stretched out trembled with, and she withdrew it tremblingly.

At this time, Pei Yue's breath was cold, and Song Anyang had consciously offered him as an adopted son and listened to his teachings patiently.

Pei Yue saw that Song Anyang wanted to pick up the child in his arms, and he didn't dare to accept it, so he looked down at the little guy who was still biting his fingers, and then handed the child into her hands.

"It's been five months, feed him some rice cereal."

After that, Pei Yue turned around slightly, probably because he had a headache and wanted to close his eyes and rest.

Song Anyang hugged the child tightly and went to soak rice cereal for the child as if he had obeyed the holy order.

Holding the child downstairs, I ran into Aunt Huang.

When Aunt Huang saw Song Anyang, she first smiled at her to show her respect for the young lady, but when she saw Song Anyang go to the kitchen, she turned around and followed.

"These days, let the young lady stand it, don't be angry." Aunt Huang has always been Mrs. Pei's person, and she has three points of respect and seven points of disdain for Song Anyang.

But now, although there is still disdain, there is ninety percent respect.

is no longer because she is a young lady, but because of the decision she made rationally after leaving the little young master.

Because of this, Mrs. Pei also said that maybe she is really suitable to be the young lady of the Pei family.

Hearing this, Song Anyang paused, turned his head to look at Aunt Huang, and replied with a smile: "Actually, I'm not angry, but I'm a little unhappy in my heart, and I want to get angry; But ......"

Speaking of which, Song Anyang suddenly stopped what she wanted to say, she wanted to get angry, but in the face of someone like Pei Yue, she could talk back to him, which was already a big breath.

"But?"

Before Song Anyang finished speaking, Aunt Huang opened her mouth to ask, and she also wanted to know what Song Anyang was.

was questioned by Aunt Huang, Song Anyang hugged the child, sighed and continued: "I don't dare now." Not only did she not dare, but there was no reason, the key was that she had beaten him before, although she felt comfortable for a while when she did.

But after the fight, she regretted it.

So even if she wanted to complain to him now, she would think about it more.