It's true that he spoiled her.

And do it physically and mentally.

Pampered and spoiled, and spoiled for another morning.

At lunchtime, Song Yingrui was having breakfast with the old lady, looking at the empty table and sighing a few times.

Then he rubbed Song Yingrui's little head.

"Your father doesn't care about you, that woman doesn't care about you, your little aunt doesn't care about you, and only me, an old woman, still cares about you, do you know who will be good to you in the future?"

Song Yingrui was eating a meal bag, and his cheeks were bulging.

Since Orange returned, his appetite has improved a lot.

All that sticks to the small mouth of the food is meal crumbs.

Song Yingrui sat on the children's chair, shook his short legs, and nodded fiercely to the old lady, "Grandma, I will definitely be good to you in the future, as long as you let me be the president." ”

"Huh? Do you want to be a CEO? ”

"Yes," the little one's voice was very loud, "because when I saw Little Orange looking at my father, they all looked at me with adoration, and I also wanted Little Orange to worship me." ”

Old Lady Song snorted coldly, and then twisted the little guy's ear, "You white-eyed wolf, you only think about that woman." ”

"What's the matter, I like her!" He also wants Xiao Cheng to be his wife.

"I like it, I like you little ghost, a good little girl doesn't like it, why do you like such an old woman!"

Song Yingrui touched his ears, grandma was so heavy that his ears were red when he pinched them, not as gentle as Xiaocheng at all.

It's just that if he complains like this, Song Yingrui will definitely not say it, after all, grandma is so fierce.

As fierce as Dad.

He pursed his lips, thinking that Xiao Cheng hadn't eaten breakfast yet, so he held the milk in his hand and drank it to his stomach.

Then he picked up the small plate in front of him and glanced at the food on the table, because he ate so dissolutely and uninhibitedly that the food on the table was not the same.

So I fished out a few small round meal bags on the table.

said to Mrs. Song: "Grandma, Xiaocheng hasn't gotten up for breakfast yet, and she hasn't eaten lunch yet, I'll send her a little to the room now." ”

As soon as the old lady opened her mouth and said, "No," the little one jumped out of the children's chair and went upstairs.

Walking to Liang Jincheng's room, the doorknob was a little high, the little guy was wearing a little too much, and when he stretched out his hand, his clothes were pulling, and he couldn't reach the handle.

He put down the small plate in his hand, held the door with both hands, and stood on tiptoe, finally reaching it, but he couldn't unscrew it.

It's a bit embarrassing if you can't unscrew it

Song Yingrui touched his little head, he originally wanted to knock on the door but was afraid of disturbing Xiaocheng's lunch break, so he ran to find Aunt Wu.

I'm going to get the key.

When he came back, the little one's face flashed with excitement, and if Little Orange was sleeping, he would get into Little Orange's bed and sleep with her later.

It's comfortable to sleep with Little Orange!

Hee-hee!

feels that it is very comfortable to sleep with Xiaocheng, not only Song Yingrui, but also Song Yingrui's father.

So when Song Yingrui opened the door, the first thing he saw was not Liang Jincheng, but Song Yixian.

Song Yixian was wrapped in a bath towel and looked at Song Yingrui condescendingly.

Song Yingrui blinked his big eyes, the small lunch bag in his hand suddenly crooked, and then dropped a small lunch bag and came out.

The round little meal bag went through the solid wood floor and got under the bed.

Song Yingrui and Song Yixian looked at each other with a lot of questions.

Such as:

Why is Daddy in Little Orange's room?

Why is Dad dressed like this?

Why did Dad look angry at him?

Just before he could speak, Song Yixian picked up the person and threw it out of the door.

When he was outside the door, Song Yingrui reacted, his little face stiffened, he shook the lunch bag in his hand for a moment, and then knocked on the door suddenly, his little face turned red, and he shouted in a sharp voice: "Little Orange, Little Orange, are you inside?"

He read that right, this was Orange's room, but he had just seen his father.

An adult man appeared in a girl's room, and the little guy instantly thought in a bad direction.

The little guy is going crazy, that's his favorite person.

But his father actually took advantage of his young age to strike first.

"Song Yixian, you exhibitionist, you don't even wear clothes in front of girls, you stinky and shameless"

"There are no shameless, jerks, perverts, disgusting, stinky men"

"Little Orange, Little Orange, don't be afraid, I'll call the police right away"

Liang Jincheng in the house was hiding in the quilt, his little face was red, red to the base of his ears.

After coming out of the bathroom yesterday, he deliberately locked the door, but God knows, how could Song Yingrui have the key to his room.

Hearing that Song Yingrui was going to call the police, Liang Jincheng immediately poked his head out of the quilt, and said coquettishly to the man who was still unusually calm over there: "Your son is going to call the police, don't you hurry up and stop him!" ”

Song Yixian pursed his lips and reluctantly opened the door again.

The little guy didn't have a mobile phone, so he couldn't call the police at once, and when he saw that the door was opened, he immediately rushed in.

"Song Yixian, I'm going to fight with you."

Song Yixian watched the villain rush in front of him, stretched out his hand to block his small brain, no matter how Song Yingrui waved his arms and calves, he couldn't hit Song Yixian.

And Liang Jincheng over there took advantage of this time to change clothes in the quilt.

It's embarrassing, it's really embarrassing

Liang Jincheng was determined that Song Yixian would never be allowed to do this kind of thing in the morning in the future.

Every time she finishes it, she gets so tired and tired, and she can't wake up when she is tired.

Liang Jincheng got dressed and straightened his hair with his hands before he got out of the quilt.

Seeing that Song Yixian was bullying Song Yingrui, he said repeatedly: "Yingrui is still a child, what are you doing!" ”

Song Yixian glanced at Liang Jincheng lightly, then lifted Song Yingrui's collar with one hand, and then threw it on the bed.

Song Yingrui didn't know what was going on, he only knew that he was bouncing twice on something soft, and when he saw Liang Jincheng beside him, he immediately got into her arms, "Xiao Cheng, Xiao Cheng, are you okay?" ”

Liang Jincheng coughed lightly, "I, cough cough is fine." ”

But Song Yingrui saw the bruises on Xiao Cheng's neck.

Then he cried out with a "wow", "Wow little orange, I'm sorry for you, my beast dad bullied you again"

He said that he wanted to protect her, but he still let her be bullied, or he was bullied by his father

The corners of Song Yixian's mouth twitched when he heard Song Yingrui's "Beast Dad", and then he heard the child's cry, and his eyebrows immediately frowned, "He's really annoying, crying will be endless, do you want to let Mama He come in and take people away, I'm not in the mood to coax him." ”

There is one thing that Song Yingrui and Liang Jincheng are still very similar.

They can cry.

It's like a small tear bag.

It's just that when facing Liang Jincheng, he has the patience to coax, and he is reluctant to let her cry.

When facing Song Yingrui, he only felt very annoying, like a little girl, without a bit of manliness.

Liang Jincheng glared at Song Yixian dissatisfied, and said angrily: This is not your child, my child, I don't have any love for children.

Because of Song Yingrui, Liang Jincheng always thought that Song Yixian didn't like children, but later when they had a little daughter, Liang Jincheng changed his opinion of Song Yixian.

"You go out, I'll talk to Ying Rui."

Song Yixian didn't go out, but repeatedly emphasized: "He can really cry." ”

When Song Yingrui was a little younger, Song Yixian didn't hug him, because he started crying as soon as he saw him.

Later, the little guy stopped crying much, and he didn't cry in front of him, but every time he provoked him, he couldn't stop crying.

Liang Jincheng didn't know how much Song Yixian disliked his son, and looked at him with disgust.

Song Yixian didn't want to leave, and he hadn't been able to keep enough of her.

But Song Yingrui had already succeeded in getting him out, and he could only hear annoying cries here, so he left, wrapped in a bath towel and left, not afraid of the servant's gossip at all.

Liang Jincheng smoothed Song Yingrui's back and coaxed: "Yingrui, don't cry, okay?" ”

Song Yingrui is really like what Song Yixian said, he can't stop crying, the little guy is crying, in fact, he has forgotten why he was crying just now, anyway, he feels wronged.

was coaxed by Liang Jincheng like this, and still wanted to cry.

Children are always easy to fool around, and they are also easy to forget.

"I'm actually fine, your dad didn't bully me." As she said this, she thought of countless reasons to explain the marks on her neck.

Song Yingrui's small body twitched and asked, "Look at your neck, it's all swollen." ”

Liang Jincheng swallowed a mouthful of saliva, the marks on her neck were all from Song Yixian's mouth, at most there were some bruise marks, how could it be swollen.

It's just that she still patiently explained and told a lie: "I'm not in good health, in fact, your father helped me just now"

What can I do to help her cause marks on her body?

Thinking about it, she blurted out: "Gua Sha! ”

The little man's teary eyes looked at her blankly, and he said in a milky voice: "Little orange, hiccup, what is gua sha?" ”

"It's a way to get rid of dampness, it's an earthwork, it's more similar to acupuncture or something." She didn't understand, so she made it up casually.

I only know that gua sha does make the skin blush.

The little guy's eyes were clearly not convinced.

Liang Jincheng took the mobile phone in his hand, which Song Yixian didn't take away.

opened the browser, searched for a few pictures of gua sha, and showed it to Song Yingrui, "This is gua sha, as long as the skills are right, it is actually good for the body." ”

"Is my dad's skill good?"

Liang Jincheng heard this, his heart was a little hot, but he still nodded and replied: "The skills are very good." ”

Song Yixian's skills have to be said to be good, so good that she doesn't know why.

A flush welled up on his face again, thinking of the gentle kiss of the man last night and this morning

So shy!

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