"I forgot the time when I chatted with Yaoyao, and I still have to go to the training class in the morning." Luo Yixia took two sips of porridge and yawned.

"You rest today, go back to sleep after eating." Song Zeming said to Ji Yao.

Ji Yao wanted to nod, but there were still uncles and aunts sitting at the table, and it was embarrassing to continue sleeping.

"It's okay, no need, I won't be sleepy after breakfast."

Luo Yixia quickly ate a few bites and went out in a hurry.

Ji Yao was still helping to clean up the table, but Song Zeming grabbed her shoulder.

"I'm cleaning up the table."

"It's okay, you ask Auntie to clean up, you go make up for sleep."

"No, I'm not sleepy, really."

Song Zeming resolutely took Ji Yao upstairs.

Zhou Yun and the nanny watched the two go upstairs.

The nanny smiled and said, "Madam, now I'm waiting to hold my grandson." ”

"It finally reassured me, but I don't know when I can hold my grandchildren." Zhou Yun was happy.

went upstairs and got out of sight downstairs, Song Zeming directly hugged Ji Yao.

"Don't move, or I'll throw you down from the second floor."

"You hurry." Ji Yao glared at him.

“…… I really don't dare. Song Zeming carried her into his bedroom easily.

"I'll go back to Xia Xia and sleep." Ji Yao had just been placed on the bed and jumped up.

"I'm sleepy too, you sleep with me." Song Chengyi used an unquestionable tone to directly press Ji Yao into his arms, and then pulled out the quilt on the side and covered the two of them.

Ji Yao's snort was full of the clear smell of Song Zeming's body, which smelled very good.

"Auntie is still at home, you can go down." Ji Yao pushed her embarrassedly.

"It's okay, my mother has no opinion, you don't care about these things, close your eyes and sleep." Song Zeming didn't give him a chance to speak again, and pressed the person in his arms again.

Ji Yao reached out and gently grabbed the sweater on Song Zeming's chest, and then tightened her fingers.

Finding a comfortable position in her arms, she closed her eyes again.

Song Zeming watched the person in his arms gradually breathe evenly, and said that he was not sleepy, he fell asleep so quickly.

It seems to be quite soundly slept.

Song Zeming scratched her nose, and was afraid that the movement would be too big and disturb her, so he withdrew his hand and looked down at the little man in his arms.

It was almost noon when he woke up, and his side was already empty, so Song Zeming grabbed his phone and glanced at it.

There was no one in the living room, and when Song Zeming was about to take a look in the backyard, he passed by the kitchen and heard the conversation inside.

Ji Yao was stir-frying inside, and Zhou Yun was also there.

"I finally woke up, and I said something to let Yaoyao go to make up for sleep, but I slept more soundly than anyone else." Zhou Yun saw that her eldest son was buried.

"When did you get up? Slept well? Song Zeming looked at Ji Yao, who was frying crispy meat.

"I got up after two hours of sleep, and I didn't call you when you fell asleep, I don't usually sleep much." Ji Yao fried it, scooped it up and pinched a piece with chopsticks, "You taste it." ”

Song Zeming bit it, chewing in his mouth, bursts of meat fragrance spread out in his mouth, "It's delicious." ”

"Yaoyao's craft is getting better and better, and fried crispy meat is so delicious." Zhou Yun will not give up any opportunity to praise her two daughters-in-law.

"What's the matter, Auntie, you always praise me like this, I have floated to the sky." Ji Yao also smiled.

"Xia Xia can't come back at noon, you and Yaoyao will go and bring her something to eat in a while, otherwise she won't eat at noon." Zhou Yun reminded.

"Okay."

Luo Yixia ate late at noon twice, and was caught by Zhou Yun, so she had to say that she didn't eat Chinese food in order to practice the guzheng.

Later, I occasionally asked the driver to deliver food.

"Xia Xia loves to drink soup." Zhou Yun used a thermos bucket to fill a chicken soup alone.

Each dish was also packed by Zhou Yun himself, so he was relieved to hand over to Song Zeming.

"Let her not work so hard, finally stay at home for a while, and make up for her." Zhou Yun watched her little daughter-in-law lose weight from a hundred catties to more than eighty catties.

Seeing it in my eyes, it hurts in my heart.

"Auntie is really fond of Xia Xia." got into the car, Ji Yao said enviously.

"Oh? When you become her daughter-in-law, she will be so good to you. Song Zeming answered.

“…… Auntie is very good to me now. Ji Yao blushed.

"What's the same, Xia Xia is called Mom, and you are called Auntie." Song Zeming said leisurely.

“……”

"Xia Xia moved over and was a neighbor to our family when she was a child, my mother watched her grow up, she had a sweet mouth when she was a child, and she liked to run to my house, my mother always wanted a daughter, so she was naturally very good to her." After the joke ended, Song Zeming explained, "However, when you change your name to mom in the future, my mother will definitely not be treated differently, and my mother likes you very much." ”

“……”

When the two of them passed, they were playing the zither with their heads down.

After the song ended, he immediately withdrew his hand in pain.

The index and middle fingers have long been worn out.

"Xia Xia." Ji Yao saw that she was resting and shouted.

"Why did you get here?" I was surprised.

"Bringing you food." Ji Yao carried the thermos bucket to show her.

Luo Yixia immediately trotted over.

"It's so fragrant, what are you eating?" Luo Yixia is like a little rabbit.

"It's all made by Yaoyao, and she made a lot of dishes."

"Wow, Yaoyao has always been delicious when cooking." I went to the lounge with food and laid out all the dishes.

Luo Yixia drooled.

"Mom said you love soup, and told me to watch you finish it." Song Zeming brought out a jar of chicken soup.

Luo Yixia instantly felt that he was full.

"Brother, I've been drinking for two weeks, I really can't drink it anymore, even if I like to drink soup anymore, I can't stand drinking it every day." Luo Yixia really couldn't swallow it.

"Mom's stew for you, you have to finish it." Song Zeming obviously ignored her words and pushed it directly in front of her.

Luo Yixia has been eating vegetables and drinking soup in small sips, but the final result is that the dishes are finished, the rice is gone, and there is still a lot of soup left.

"There's so much left." Song Zeming frowned.

"Brother, I'm full."

"Drink a little more, there's too much left, and it's hard for me to go back." Song Zeming directly got started and wanted to pour her.

"I really drank the soup until I vomited, I really can't drink it anymore!!" Luo Yixia emphasized repeatedly, but Song Zeming didn't listen at all.

"Yaoyao, save me." Seeing that he couldn't move Song Zeming, he had no choice but to turn his attention to Ji Yao for help.

Ji Yao shook her head, "Auntie made it herself, you should drink it." Although Ji Yao was also poured a bowl at noon, this soup really made him envious.

"You come over and grab her arm, and I pinch her chin and pour it directly." Song Zeming was fed several times but was dodged by Luo Yixia, and he was impatient, so he was ready to move roughly.

Luo Yixia looked at Ji Yao pitifully, she thought she would help her, but who knew that she really came over and grabbed her arm.

Ji Yao!! You haven't married into our family yet, how can you help Song Zeming fight for the tiger!! ”

"Xia Xia, obedient, it tastes good, drink it."

Just when a few people turned the lounge upside down, the door to the lounge was suddenly opened.

Chu Xun, who came back to get the script, looked at this scene in the room and was a little dumbfounded.

Dumbfounded by the man he knew.

"Mr. Song?" Chu Xun carefully confirmed it before daring to call out.

Song Zeming glanced at her lightly, and handed the soup to Luo Yixia's hand, "There is not a drop left." ”

Then he turned around and greeted Chu Xun, "You're also here?" ”

"Well, I'm here to get the script." He's also the lounge over there that has just ended.

"Mr. Song, then I'll go first, so I won't bother you." Chu Xun took the script that was placed on the sofa and left without looking at it.

"Why haven't you finished drinking it yet?" Seeing Chu Xun leaving, Song Zeming once again stared back at Luo Yixia.

"Oh." Luo Yixia pursed his lips, but knew that he couldn't escape, so he reluctantly drank most of the bowl, and then put it down.

"Chu Xun's drama is still good, if you have the opportunity, you can learn more, since you are a senior, it is worth humbly asking for advice." When leaving, Song Zeming also gave a few words.

"I know, Teacher Chu is very good and has been teaching me all the time."

"Chu Xun is usually low-key, and now he doesn't need to rely on any scandals to bring heat, I don't worry about you anymore, anyway, I still have to be careful not to photograph it, it will definitely be you who will be scolded at that time."

"I know." Luo Yixia repeatedly emphasized that he understood, understood, understood.

Song Zeming took Ji Yao back at this time.

Luo Yixia lay on the sofa and burped in satisfaction, he was really too full just now.