"I know you don't want to take advantage of others, but your current identity is the wife of the Song Group, and if you don't have any property in your name...... Xiao Si will also be looked down upon. ”

One move failed and another trick was changed, Song Bingjue only felt that he had spent his whole life of energy and patience on her, and such a good thing was changed to others, but she was afraid that she would respond without saying a word, but she ......

"And like that?"

Looking at him suspiciously, Mu Wan'an was skeptical of his statement, "You shouldn't be treating me like a fool, right?" ”

"How can you think that?"

Unconsciously was the truth, the expression on Song Bingjue's face was a little stiff, but he recovered in an instant, and he had a serious expression:

"You think about these things too simply, a strong mother will be of great help to Xiao Si's future, otherwise think about it, in the same family, why can the powerful children of the mother's family get more resources?"

"You seem to have some truth when you say that......

Mu Wan'an, who was led by his thinking, didn't have time to think about the wrong thing at all, and listened to him:

"Paving the way for Xiao Si early is also something that the two of us need to think about. All of this I did was for the sake of Xiao Si. ”

Hearing him say this, Mu Wan'an's original words of rejection in his throat couldn't be spoken, and his words seemed to be a little too self-indulgent.

Seeing that she was worried, Xiao Si, who was obediently listening, crawled over and buried his head in her chest and rubbed it around. was so troubled by him, those worries were gone, Xiao Si raised his head, stared at her with a pair of big eyes that were as moist as a young beast, and then rubbed it flatteringly, Mu Wanyi's heart was simply soft.

looked at the time, it was almost ten o'clock, and it was almost time for them to visit, Mu Wan'an had already instructed Uncle Li to prepare some snacks and snacks that children liked, and when they arrived, what they saw was the hostess sitting on the sofa teasing Xiao Si, and the male owner with slightly gentler eyebrows and eyes.

As soon as he saw Tingting and they coming, Xiao Si's eyes lit up, and he was originally lying on Mu Wan'an's lap, he immediately straightened up and stared at Tingting, although there was no expression on his face as always, but everyone could clearly feel that he was happier than usual.

"Don't be stunned here, go and say hello to Tingting."

Looking at the stinky boy between himself and Wanwan, Song Bingjue almost gritted his teeth and smiled and asked, seeing that after his son left, he moved almost invisibly.

After welcoming Tingting's parents politely to the sofa, Mu Wannight and Song Bingjue sat closer and closer without Song Xiaosi's barrier. Mu Wan'an was originally worried that he would ignore the guests with a cold face, but he didn't expect that he and Tingting's father would have a good conversation, and their opinions on some major matters were surprisingly consistent, until the two men were still talking during the meal.

"It really makes you laugh. Bingjue, every time he meets a bosom friend, he can't stop talking. ”

After this period of running-in, Mu Wan'an is already familiar with the identity of "Mrs. Song", and she looked at Tingting's mother and Wen Yingying slightly apologetically.

Wen Yingying is a cheerful person, she smiled disappreciatively: "Our family is also such a person, we have just returned to China for half a year, and we don't make many friends on weekdays, and we rarely go out and about...... I didn't expect him to get along so well with your husband. ”

The two women smiled at each other tacitly, and chatted about these short topics among the parents, and were stunned when they saw the two children with their faces painted like cats reappearing in the living room. Especially Mu Wannight, she can be regarded as familiar with Xiao Si's habitual temperament these days, this child has some cleanliness habits, and has always taken care of himself cleanly, how can this ......

Tingting quickly threw herself into her mother's arms, her little mouth was about to cry, Wen Yingying finally coaxed her, and asked softly:

"Didn't you still have a good time with Xiao Si just now? How do you say crying when you cry? ”

Mu Wanye, who hugged Xiao Si, also felt very strange, Xiao Si is not the kind of child who can bully people, but it is a fact that the little girl cried in her own home, she said apologetically:

"Tingting, you just have to say what happened. If it's Xiao Si's fault, the aunt will criticize him. ”

After speaking, she looked at Xiao Si again, Xiao Si's face was ignorant, and she didn't have the consciousness of doing something bad at all, but saw Tingting crying, his big eyes showed a little puzzlement, and his face that was painted like a cat showed a little distressed look, and Wen Yingying and Mu Wannight were stunned.

I was still angry because I suspected that this kid had bullied my daughter, but looking at him like this, it didn't seem to be like this...... Wen Yingying couldn't help but be taken aback, but the next moment Song Xiaosi's actions surprised her even more-

Song Xiaosi took a tissue from the table and gently wiped Tingting's face, his eyes were extremely focused and serious, as if he was doing something important.

Tingting, who was wiped by her, squeamishly slapped his hand down, crying: "Don't wipe it, don't wipe it...... You big badass! ”

After finishing speaking, the little girl threw herself into her mother's arms again, crying and humming, and finally explained the matter:

Just now Xiao Si took her to his toy room, and the two had a good time at first, Xiao Si moved all his toys in front of her and watched her play. Then he didn't know where he conjured up a box of watercolor pens, and painted a crooked picture of her face, and then painted his own face, and the little girl saw that her face was ugly, and she couldn't hold back her tears.

"Xiao Si, why are you painting on Tingting's face?"

Mu Wan'an was a little puzzled, and his face was also a little red because his son bullied everyone's little girl, Xiao Si tilted his head and thought for a while, and then wrote a word on the notebook he carried: "Bride."

Bride?

The bride?

The two mothers glanced at each other, and their eagerness turned into amusement, Wen Yingying's heart fell suddenly, she hugged her daughter who hummed quietly, and said jokingly:

"Tingting, Xiao Si is not bullying you, he means that with this makeup, you are his bride."

Tingting, who heard this, still had tears on his face, but he still stopped humming and looked at his mother: "I'm his bride?" Mom, what do you mean by bride......"

"The bride is, you and Xiao Si will never be separated for the rest of your life, and will always be together."

Looking at his pampered daughter, Wen Yingying glanced at Xiao Si who was staring solemnly at this side again, and there was a little expectation on his face, staring at her with big eyes.

"I don't want to be his bride! Hum! ”

Glancing at Xiao Si with a ghostly talisman on his face, Tingting snorted arrogantly, and fell into his mother's arms, but his face was dyed a little crimson, and he didn't cry.

Looking at the two children, Mu Wan'an and Wen Yingying couldn't help laughing, the children's slapstick was more interesting than anything else.

Sending the Tingting family away, Mu Wan'an looked at Xiao Si, whose face had returned to white and pure, couldn't help but sneer, and told Song Bingjue all the things about Fang Cai, Song Bingjue listened to it, and nodded with satisfaction:

"If you do a good job, you should be generous when you meet someone you like, and you must be the first to start."

Staring at him in disbelief, Mu Wan'an couldn't wait to open this guy's head to see what was inside, she quickly covered Xiao Si's ears, hugged him to the room, and glared at him as she walked:

"Don't teach Xiao Si badly...... How old is he! ”

Looking at her vivid little expression, Song Bingjue was a little funny, but he still put down the Financial Times in his hand and raised his hands to make a surrender form:

"Yes, yes, yes! Madame is right! I must pay more attention to my husband in the future. ”

Hearing his words, Mu Wan's face instantly became hot, and she felt like a deer was bumping into her heart, "for her husband" or something is really ashamed, okay!

Xiao Si in her arms stared at her face without blinking, and remembered Tingting again, and Tingting who cried was still so good-looking! It's just that Tingting, who blushes, should also look good like his mother......

Mu Goodnight, who didn't understand Xiao Si's turbulent inner world at all, sat in his and Song Bingjue's room after taking a shower, facing the bottles and cans full of dressers, and was about to remove his makeup, but he saw Xiao Si in the mirror.

Seeing him lying in the quilt on the bed, only poking his little head out from time to time to take a look, even if he was angry, he was dispelled by his cuteness.

"Xiao Si?"

Mu Wan'an had the intention to tease him and called his name, but he immediately retracted his head and covered the quilt tightly, looking like he had not been discovered.

"Alright, Xiao Si come out quickly-"

I was secretly glad in my heart that I listened to Song Bingjue's advice today and came to sleep here, if Xiao Si found out that he and his father were not really husband and wife...... Mu Wan'an was breathing a sigh of relief, and when Xiao Si was lifted out of the quilt, Song Bingjue, who had finished bathing, also came out, he was wiping his hair with a bath towel, and he was only wearing a bathrobe.

"Song, Xiao, Si!"

This is the first time he and Bang Wan have slept in the same bed since returning home!

"Why are you so fierce......

I couldn't see Song Bingjue's murderous child with a black face, Mu Wan'an immediately hugged Xiao Si into his arms, and glared at him with a calf:

"Xiao Si may be afraid of sleeping alone, so he came to me."

Is he afraid to sleep alone? This kid won't let him sleep with him when he's very young, okay!

Song Bingjue couldn't say anything about the bitterness in his heart, so he could only silently turn his head to the side.