"Thank you for the name, thank you, for the name—"

Xiao Cui ...... No! It should be said that Su Rou kowtowed three times in a row when she heard Song Yihuan's name.

"Alright, get up."

After Song Yihuan finished speaking, he turned around and continued to walk towards the ear room.

Seeing this, Chu Shuolan on the side said to Su Rou, who was kneeling on the ground: "Madame, go wash up, you go over to serve." ”

"Yes, Childe."

Su Rou got up quickly and followed in Song Yihuan's footsteps.

When Song Yihuan came out again, she was wearing the red dress that Liu had bought for her, which was gorgeous and flamboyant.

Wearing it on Song Yihuan is even more amazing, and the loose hair is fluttering lightly with her movements.

Su Rou followed behind Song Yihuan and came to the dresser in the bedroom.

She took the initiative to comb her hair, and before she got married, she received an order to serve the young lady in the future, so she naturally worked hard to learn how to serve closely.

This combing of hair has also been practiced for many days, and Su Rou is glad that she likes to comb her hair when she was okay before.

At this time, she combed Song Yihuan's fallen horse bun, which is the most suitable for newlyweds.

Su Rou's movements were fast, and she boldly looked up at the young lady in the mirror.

This glance actually made her eyes straight, and a little surprise flashed in her eyes.

Just because the young lady in front of her combs this hairstyle, it gives people a very delicate feeling, and there is a kind of gentle and weak beauty.

Chu Shuolan, who was sitting not far away, had been paying attention, and naturally saw a different side of Song Yihuan at this time.

There is a temperament in her that suppresses the flamboyant red all over her body, so that people only notice what surrounds her.

Gentle, weak, squeamish, and born to be spoiled.

Song Yihuan didn't look at himself in the bronze mirror at all.

She could already smell the food coming into her dorm, and she stood up with her belly in low protest and strode out of the dormitory.

Halfway through, she remembered that there was still her newly baked husband in the house.

Song Yihuan stopped and turned to look in the direction where Chu Shuolan was.

The other party looked at her with a smile at the moment, with a somewhat indulgent pampering look in the bags under his eyes, this kind of gaze was like a child.

When I watched it last night, Song Yihuan didn't feel anything, and his face was a little unnatural at this time.

She shook her eyes and asked, "Do you want to come along?" ”

"Okay." Chu Shuolan responded with a smile.

She pushed the wheelchair towards Song Yihuan.

Seeing this, Su Rou, who was one step behind, sped up two steps and walked towards Childe, her hands on the wheelchair and pushing.

Sensing that someone was exerting force behind him, Chu Shuolan's hands stopped moving, his face changed several times, and the look in his eyes became deep.

"Let it go!"

Chu Shuolan's voice was a little colder, but he was also maintaining his proper demeanor, although his voice was cold, he didn't get angry.

This is the first time Su Rou has seen her son's displeasure, and she usually has no chance to contact her at all.

Hearing a voice that was a few degrees colder, she quickly let go of her hand in the wheelchair.

Song Yihuan sensed that the atmosphere was wrong.

She put down her hand that was touching her abdomen, walked over Chu Shuolan, took Su Rou's place, and pushed Chu Shuolan to walk outside the bedroom, followed by Su Rou, who was panicked.

Su Rou may not know, but Song Yihuan knows very well that Chu Shuolan is very taboo about the closeness and touch of the living.

This is also why she didn't understand why Chu Shuolan didn't let her live in the courtyard next door, and even slept under the same roof with her, and her attitude towards her seemed to be too close.

PS: The beauties ask for a monthly pass, thank you very much, Mo Mo Da (づ ̄3 ̄)づ~