Song Qingman took her daughter into her arms and hugged her tightly, "Aisa is not a monster, Aisa is just too smart and doesn't know how to make friends with others." ”

Aisa closed her eyes and said nothing.

"Mommy is going to work, you obediently listen to the nanny aunt."

Aisa nodded.

Song Qingman looked at the time, explained some words to the nanny, and then hurriedly went out.

The nanny was an enthusiastic forty-year-old woman, and when she saw that Aisa was so cute, she talked to her for a while.

Aisa thinks she's a noisy and talkative woman, but it's rude to come out even if she doesn't like it.

Aisa listened with a smile and looked down to play with the doll in her hand.

The nanny thought Aisa was so well-behaved, so she pinched her cheek and said with a smile: "Aisa is such a beautiful and lovely child, she really looks like a doll." ”

"Does Aisa want to eat fruit? Is it okay for Auntie to wash fruit for you to eat? ”

"Okay, thank you, Auntie."

"That's good!"

After the nanny left, Aisa put away her smile and walked back to the room, she went to the washstand and turned on the faucet to wash her face, and where the nanny had touched just now, she washed it with Song Qingman's facial cleanser.

An idea popped into Aisa's mind, she grinned, ran back to her room and took out a glass bottle from her suitcase, she went to the garden to catch the bugs when she was bored in the hospital.

The glass bottle was crawling with long, thin black furry bugs.

Aisa quietly went to the babysitter's room, took a black bug from the glass bottle with tweezers and put it under the babysitter's pillow, and after doing this, Aisa quietly left the room and stuffed the glass bottle back into her suitcase.

The nanny came out after washing the fruit, Aisa sat on the sofa and watched TV in a regular manner, and the nanny glanced at the TV, thinking that she was watching a cartoon, but who knew that the screen was showing a foreign movie in English.

"Aisa, do you understand all this? Why don't you show you cartoons from your aunt? ”

"Okay, okay, oh, trouble Auntie."

The nanny put the fruit on the coffee table, and then picked up the remote control to Aisa and pressed the cartoon, the nanny accompanied Aisa to watch the cartoon for a while and went to clean, Aisa glanced at the nanny, rolled her eyes, and then took half a glass of water to the kitchen door and sprinkled a circle of water stains.

Then she sat back on the couch and played with the doll in her hand with her head down, not watching the cartoon at all.

After the babysitter finished cleaning, she glanced at the time, and estimated that it was time to cook for Aisa, she walked to the kitchen, and then there was an ouch.

Aisa fiddled with the doll, a smile on her lips.

The nanny held on to her old waist and grinned in pain.

How can there be water on this floor?

After Song Qingman's interview, the interviewer notified her to go to work on the spot.

Song Qingman's resume is so perfect that the interviewer can hardly find faults, and the interviewer will never miss such a talent.

Walking out of the prosperous era, Song Qingman glanced back.

She knew that Si Cheng liked a perfect and capable woman, so whether she was in a relationship with him or later broke up, she always demanded herself with perfectionism and kept up with Fu Sicheng's pace.

The man she fancied was also perfect and impeccable!

Fu Sicheng handed over most of the work that could be pushed to Ye Zhao and Su Yuan, but this time he had to go on a business trip.

Chi Ran was bored and went upstairs to the piano room to play the piano for the baby, and his slender and soft fingers were placed on the black and white piano keys like a beautiful painting.

The gentle and melodious tune is played under Ikeran's fingertips.