Father Zhao leaned back on the sofa frankly.

looks like a decent gentleman.

Song Yi believed in Zhao's father's evil and felt that this person would do what he said.

She grabbed Zhao's father's shirt and leaned in to kiss him.

As a result, when he wanted to leave, he was held down by his head and overwhelmed on the sofa.

In the end, if Song Yi didn't know how to ventilate, I don't know when this kiss would last.

"I've taught you for so long, why can't I breathe?"

Song Yi didn't overdo it and gasped, she didn't want to deal with this person who deliberately took advantage of her.

The big-tailed wolf who took advantage of it still refused to get up, he propped up his body and trapped Song Yi completely in his arms.

This posture made Song Yi feel safe.

"Yiyi, let's have a child."

Song Yi frowned.

"Pregnant out of wedlock? You die of this heart, even if I agree, Comrade Song will not agree. ”

The good atmosphere was ruined by Song Yi.

"Then you are ready to prepare, marry me quickly, and then we will have a child."

"I want a ...... A daughter like you. ”

What Song Yi originally wanted to say was interrupted by Father Zhao's words.

"Mr. Zhao, it's already in this era, and the feudal idea of preferring women over sons over sons is unacceptable."

Zhao Huaiming: "......"

Sometimes I really want to open her head to see what kind of mess is inside.

He was confessing to her seriously.

As a result, she also told him in a serious way that feudal thinking is necessary?

Didn't you receive a Western education since you were a child, and you haven't received the glorious light of the party and the organization? Why is this official saying so slippery?

"Mr. Zhao, from a scientific point of view, the sex of a child does depend on the father, but-"

Zhao Huaiming covered Song Yi's mouth.

Facing Song Yi's watery and doubtful eyes, Zhao Huaiming sighed.

"I was wrong, I shouldn't have paralyzed myself because of my comfortable life recently, thinking that your emotional intelligence has entered the category of normal people."

Song Yi: "......"

The discussion was fruitless, and Zhao Huaiming was a little discouraged, but he was not discouraged.

He doesn't believe in Song Yi's emotional intelligence, but he believes in her learning ability.

She'll understand what he meant today.

If you don't understand......

Then he will spend the rest of his life telling her.

Zhao Huaiming's so-called method is to start teaching Song Yi a make-up lesson.

He didn't deviate from the subject when he was studying, and there was an old man who had been a soldier at home, so he was very familiar with the history of his country.

It's just right to give a make-up lesson to a little idiot like Song Yi who doesn't know anything.

But Song Yi still owes too much after all, and when Zhao's father made up for her until more than eleven o'clock, she was distressed.

"You have to go to work tomorrow, and there is not much left of the next things, I can carry it myself, you go to sleep first."

Zhao Huaiming glanced at her.

Song Yi swore that she had never been afraid of any teacher after reading for so many years.

But under Zhao Huaiming's gaze, she didn't know what was going on.

"It's not early, I have to go to work tomorrow."

Song Yi said weakly.

Zhao Huaiming clicked on the history book spread out in front of him.

"I have a friend...... It is often said that it is terrible to tutor children in homework, I don't believe it, you let me preview it in advance? Let's see if I'll be like him with your bearish heart. ”

Song Yi: Don't talk nonsense about people's innocence, am I such a bear child?

Zhao Huaiming saw through Song Yi's thoughts and nodded in affirmative.

"Yes, Bear Child."