Chapter 23: I Have the Key to Open Your Door

Liu Ying's face turned pale: "I sent someone to stare at her for so long, and finally waited for the opportunity, how could I know that Shen Shen was also there, it's really damned." ”

Song Yancheng pursed his thin lips, "It's damned, if Shen Shen dies, you won't be able to compensate for nine lives." ”

Liu Ying lowered her head, her face full of guilt, "Yes, it's not enough to compensate." ”

After all, Shen Shen's life is still connected to Song Yancheng's life.

Liu Ying clasped her hands, slowed down the color on her face, and asked in a low voice, "Are you okay, what did the doctor say?" ”

Song Yancheng glanced at her, his eyes narrowed, "What do you think the doctor will say, or do you want the doctor to say anything?" ”

Liu Ying smiled awkwardly, and unconsciously took a step back, "No, no, of course I hope you are well, when Shen Shen's body is well, let's discuss this matter with him." ”

Song Yancheng snorted coldly, his eyes sharp, "Discuss? This matter still needs to be discussed? ”

Liu Ying's face was stunned, and her heart jumped, "Can ...... But that's your son. ”

Song Yancheng laughed out loud, "You ask him, do you take my father in your eyes?" ”

Under Liu Ying's heavy makeup, her face suddenly became cloudy and wrinkled, "Anyway, if you want to win Song Yixian, you still have to be Shen Shen, the old lady's will is in Shen Shen's hand, you should know best." ”

Song Yancheng naturally understood, and knew better than anyone that the next road had to be immersed in it.

Now it is so difficult to push Song Yixian down from his current position.

But the old lady's will gave him a chance.

"Well, I know, what to do, I know it in my heart." Song Yancheng has roughly read the content of the will, but it is not complete.

I only knew that the old lady was willing to let Shen Shen become one of the heirs of the Song family.

He didn't know about the other strings attached.

Shen Shen has not found a lawyer to make the will public, and he doesn't know what he plans to do.

Song Yancheng's nephritis has worsened......

The kidneys are not good, and the most direct reaction is uremia.

He has already undergone hemodialysis twice this month, and if there is no suitable kidney source, it will cause various complications.

How long you can live, you can only see the sky.

And this kidney source, at present, the only one who can match him is Shen Shen.

Song Yixian's is not good, Song Beilang's is not good, Song Jing's is even more impossible, and Song Yingrui is still young and doesn't think about it at all......

There is only Shen Shen.

But Shen Shen obviously didn't take his father to heart.

Song Yancheng raised his eyebrows slightly, and a cold and lightning-like look swept towards Liu Ying, "You should know about my affairs Keep your mouth shut and reveal a little rumor, no matter how it is revealed, I will count it on you." ”

Liu Ying was so intimidated by Song Yancheng, her face turned pale for a moment, and she nodded in a panic.

……

In the Song family's villa, Liang Jincheng made water for Song Yingrui, and then helped him find a set of autumn clothes and pants.

The little guy took advantage of this gap to take off his clothes and jump out of the bathtub.

The little man showed his little arms and legs, fleshy, not to mention how cute.

When Liang Jincheng went in, the villain also used a towel to block the little fart.

I don't know where he learned it.

Liang Jincheng entered the bathroom and smeared the little man with shower gel, and his smooth little body was particularly soft.

"Lula lalu, lul, lala, lala, la, I love bathing turtle falls......"

Song Yingrui rubbed the bubbles, took a bath, and sang a song on his lips.

Cheerful very.

Liang Jincheng looked at Song Yingrui like this, and his depressed mood was also relieved a lot, "Who gave you your pocket money?" Your dad probably won't give it. ”

Song Yingrui pouted, "My dad is a stingy ghost, so he won't give me pocket money, he won't give me good food, and he won't give me good drinks, I always suspect that I am not his own." ”

Liang Jincheng stretched out his wet hand and pointed it on his little nose, "What nonsense." ”

"Originally, you see that Aunt Exquisite and Uncle Bei Lang bought me delicious food, good drinks and fun, and even Aunt He and Aunt Wu would give me pocket money, but my father, that big villain, hates it to death."

If you don't give him pocket money, forget it, and always beat him up with the idea of pocket money.

"Your father is not afraid that you will eat and drink inmodestly, not to mention tooth decay, what should you do if you grow into a little fat man?"

"No, my dad is so thin and tall, I will definitely be more handsome than him in the future." Although Song Yingrui sometimes hates his father, I have to say that his father is really handsome, compared to the fathers of children of the same age, Song Yixian is simply the same as a big star.

Liang Jincheng chuckled, "I just said that I wasn't born by my father, but now I think it's still his own?" ”

Song Yingrui frowned and quibbled: "I said that it doesn't look like my own, but it doesn't mean that I am not, I should still be my father's own, after all, a handsome child like me must have a particularly handsome father." ”

Song Yingrui and Liang Jincheng chatted with each other, and Song Yixian sat not far from the bathroom door, and his eyes never left the two people inside.

Liang Jincheng squatted in front of the bathtub, she was wearing yesterday's pants and sweater.

The sweater is neither long nor short, but when she squats down, a large piece of smooth skin is exposed behind her back.

That's the tender waist.

There is not a trace of fat.

On top of that delicate skin was her sweater, and there was a bulge on the back, which was the button of her underwear.

He'd done it himself, so he knew the structure well.

Song Yixian looked at it like this, and did not shy away from it at all.

Liang Jincheng was tired from squatting, so he stood up and bowed down to bathe Song Yingrui.

The sweater was wide and thin, and she was half-bowed in a way that made her clothes fall down due to gravity.

Then something unspeakable was revealed, and his throat tightened.

The pink underwear she wore was still prepared by him.

It has some girly elements on it, crystal diamonds and lace.

A nice looking piece of clothing.

On the other hand, the kind of clothes can only be worn inside, and there are fewer opportunities to watch.

"Come, let's rush to get dressed and go to bed."

"Little Orange, I'm very heavy, can you afford to hold it?"

"You're such a small one, how heavy can you be, you wrap your arms around my neck, I'll pick you up, come,,2,3......"

Liang Jincheng wrapped the little guy with a bath towel, and when he turned around to walk out of the bathroom, he happened to meet Song Yixian's eyes.

The man's gaze was deep and hot, and when he slammed into it, it made Liang Jincheng's heart skip a beat.

Suddenly, his cheeks turned red.

"Little Orange, what's wrong?" Song Yingrui felt that Liang Jincheng's footsteps were not moving forward, and asked with concern.

Liang Jincheng coughed lightly, "It's okay, I'll take you to bed." ”

Song Yixian was on the edge of the bed.

Liang Jincheng put the little guy on the bed and dressed him in autumn clothes.

Suddenly I remembered, "Oops, I didn't take your panty." ”

Immediately, he turned around and went to find Song Yingrui's pants.

This is the master bedroom, that is, Song Yixian's room, Song Yingrui's room is next door, because no one takes care of it, I want him to rest here.

Rest with Liang Jincheng.

Liang Jincheng went to Song Yingrui's bedroom to find pants.

Song Yingrui is playing with himself with a bare little ass.

"Dad, I didn't use my usual baby water today, I used your shower gel, you smell it, I don't smell it."

The little guy had already forgotten the hatred of pocket money early on, and came to Song Yixian's side and asked his father to play with him.

Song Yixian didn't want to pay attention to him, and said directly: "It's stinky." ”

Song Yingrui was angry, stood on the bed, put his hands on his little fat waist, and said naked: "Dad, if you do this again, I won't talk to you." ”

Song Yixian felt that this threat was completely ...... to him Not! Yes! Use!

Song Yixian turned his eyes to Song Yingrui, and by the way, he glanced at the little guy who had not yet matured, and his eyes were very contemptuous.

So, Song Yixian understood the meaning of the sentence "Even the hair has not grown".

"Daddy, what kind of eyes do you have?" Song Yingrui felt the ridicule in Song Yixian's eyes, but he didn't understand why his father was mocking him.

"Nothing." Song Yixian didn't bother to pay attention to his son, so he said casually.

Song Yingrui puffed out his cheeks, unhappy, "Dad, let me tell you, if you treat me like this again, there will be no little **." ”

Song Yixian snorted coldly, and didn't even turn his head to Song Yingrui.

Song Yingrui wrapped his lower body with a bath towel again, pouted and annoyed, "It's boring." ”

Liang Jincheng found Song Yingrui's little yellow chicken's pants, originally she wanted to wear them for the child, but the child insisted on wearing them by herself, and said: "Xiaocheng, I've grown up, you can't help me pass it on, otherwise I'll have a needle's eye." ”

"Do you know what the eye of a needle is, just talk nonsense."

"It's all very clear in the TV series, of course I know if I'm so smart."

Liang Jincheng remembered the name of the TV series that Song Yingrui watched with relish that day - the demon president fell in love with me.

The corners of his mouth twitched.

The current TV dramas and movies are too poisonous to underage children.

Leung is worried about the children's education.

"Little Orange, you go take a bath too, I'll wait for you to sleep with me in bed." Song Yingrui put on his pants and pants, and pounded his autumn clothes and pants again.

Liang Jincheng smiled and said "Okay".

Then he took his own clothes and went into the bathroom.

Song Yingrui fell asleep on the bed, and Song Yixian sat on the edge of the bed.

After Liang Jincheng entered the bathroom, Song Yingrui said: "Dad, Xiaocheng will sleep with me later, it's inconvenient for you to be here, you can go to the next room." ”

Song Yixian glanced at him with a wide range of eyes, "If you don't want to go next door, you'd better shut up." ”

Song Yingrui felt that his father was very fierce, but he was used to it, "Hmph, shut up, shut up, this is your room, you can do it the most." ”

Song Yingrui then didn't want to pay attention to his father, and he didn't know where to get a red rope in his hand.

Holding it in the hand and wrapping it, tying the little finger, stammering a little again, untying it again and wrapping it back on, the child is quite happy to play by himself.

Song Yingrui suddenly remembered the relationship between the red rope and Yue Lao, so he asked his father: "Dad, why do you say that Yue Lao uses the red rope instead of the green rope?" ”

When asked, there was no response.

Song Yingrui called again: "Dad? ”

Still no one responded.

sat up and turned around, Song Yixian was no longer there.

Around the whole house, I didn't see Song Yixian's name, "Hey, where is Dad?" ”

……

Song Yixian took advantage of Song Yingrui's lack of attention to him and walked slowly into the bathroom.

The door to the bathroom can be locked, but the lock outside the door has a key on it.

When Song Yixian walked in, Liang Jincheng had just taken off his trousers and sweater.

Those points were not revealed.

But it's about the same.

She adjusted the temperature of the water, and as soon as she put her hand in the water, a strong force wrapped around her waist.

She was startled, and before she could turn around, her mouth was gagged.

The man was also pushed under the shower.

Water began to fall from her hair, wetting her face and body.

"You...... How did you get in? ”

Song Yixian took off his coat and wore a white shirt, which was quickly wet under the shower, revealing his sexy and muscular body.

A few abdominal muscles, clinging to clothes, are quite obvious.

"I missed you, so I came in."

"But, but I locked the door."

"Well, you locked the door, but I have the key, the key to open your door......" The last sentence was extremely warm.

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