194. [194] She is sweeter than a peach, he laughs: My husband doesn't think you're stupid, my husband teaches you personally

Dazhang rubbed Pianpian's hair and changed the awkward topic, "Pianpian, you are almost 20 years old, you should be able to drive by yourself, is it okay to learn to drive? Boom"

The girl's watery eyes looked at him pitifully, "I don't want to, I don't want to learn......"

"Why?" he frowned.

She bit her lip nervously, "Because, because I'm so stupid, I don't want others to find out I'm so stupid......"

Ji Shaoting's eyes changed slightly.

His little wife, although she has not been normal recently, is still so innocent and cute, Yuxue is cute, so he can't wait to ......

And yet he did.

He wrapped his arms around her little waist, clasped her tightly in his arms, and gently lifted her little face with his free big hand, leaned over and sucked it—

It's so sweet, she's sweeter than a peach.

......

Poor Pianpian was taken advantage of by him, paralyzed in his arms, he hugged his wife and coaxed him warmly, "It's okay, my husband will teach you personally, okay? Fish"

Pianpian: "......" She felt in her heart that if Ji Shaoting knew that she was so stupid, she should be unable to help but strangle her, or scold her to death in the process of learning to drive.

......

The night is getting deeper, and according to the recent biological clock, Pian Pian should have fallen asleep a long time ago.

But she tossed and turned and couldn't sleep.

In the end, she turned to face Ji Shaoting, and her little hand nudged his arm.

The man suddenly circled her into his arms, and Pian Pian rarely took the initiative, and he was secretly happy in his heart.

Unexpectedly, the little girl pursed her little mouth and said weakly, "Husband, I don't have a class tomorrow, I want to ...... Go and see Sister An, she is about to give birth, I think of a lot of things from the past today, and I feel a little sorry for her...... And the last time she told me, the baby's condition seemed to be a little unstable, and I was a little worried......"

Ji Shaoting hid the displeasure in his heart and said lightly, "So?"

"So, so I'd like to go see her tomorrow, okay?"

The lights in the bedroom are mostly turned off, except for a few dim wall lamps.

Pian Pian could only capture the face of the man beside her through the dim and dim light, but he was expressionless and did not show a trace of emotion.

Ji Shaoting actually wanted to ask her whether she wanted to see Qiao Zhi'an or her Uncle Song.

But Pianpin's state was so bad, and he asked for his consent in such a low voice, he couldn't embarrass her anymore, so he only agreed in a low voice.

Pianpian felt relaxed, and suddenly felt that her husband was still quite reasonable, his little hand was stuffed into his palm, and his body leaned towards him.

The man hugged her, but a little unhappiness gradually grew in his heart.

She was usually afraid of him during this time, and she was so afraid that she would faint when he touched her.

But at this moment, he took the initiative to get close to him, just because he agreed to her to go to the Song Mansion.

......

Before the driver sent Pian Pian to the Song Mansion, Chen Bo had already called Mrs. Song in person.

gave a general explanation of Pianpin's recent physical condition, and asked the Song couple to take care of it carefully.

Song Yincheng immediately sank his face and stopped talking, and Qiao Zhian was also very surprised.

Fortunately, after they saw Gu Pianpian, they felt that this little girl was just more silent than usual, her eyes were a little uneasy, and she couldn't see any other serious illness.

Song Yincheng still treats her like a child, rubbing her head, and asking for warmth.

Pian Pian was very cautious, for fear that her contact with Song Yincheng would make the pregnant woman Qiao Zhi'an unpleasant.

Song Yincheng naturally could see her awkwardness, and Qiao Zhi'an pulled Pianpian again, saying that she had boiled sugar water and wanted to give her a taste.

He avoided it because he was busy with official business.

......

Pian Pian took a spoon and ate up the sugar water cooked by Qiao Zhi'an.

She smiled and praised the deliciousness.

But the truth is that not only has she had a poor appetite recently, but also her sense of taste is not very sensitive, and this light and not very sweet sugar water has almost no taste to her.

Perhaps a woman is naturally more meticulous and sensitive, and she can clearly feel the abnormality of Pianpiao.

Although the girl in front of her pretended to smile at her normally and talk to her softly, her eyes were sometimes erratic and sometimes empty—typical symptoms of depression.

But she didn't dare to show too much nervousness, after all, Song Yin was in the study upstairs.

Uncle Chen only said on the phone that his wife has not been in a stable mood recently, please be more tolerant and considerate, and when Qiao Zhian told Song Yincheng, he only said that Pian Pian has been in a bad mood recently.

So presumably he wouldn't have thought of anything else.

Qiao Zhi'an saw it in her eyes at this time, and she was uncomfortable, but she didn't want to ask her what happened, so that the little girl who was so lively and cheerful in the past turned into a panicked and depressed patient.

"Sister An, you told me that day that the doctor said that your baby seems to be a little wrong, so now, is the condition improving?"

Qiao Zhi'an's eyebrows were calm and she smiled, "The state is fine, but if the child wants to be born smoothly, it may be a little difficult to ......."

Pian Pian was taken aback and hurriedly asked, "What does this mean?"

"It's nothing, it's not easy for a woman to have a baby, you're still young, don't give birth to a baby so early, wait until you're thirty years old to think about it." ”

Qiao Zhi'an was still smiling, but obviously avoided her questioning, and did not intend to elaborate.

Pian Pian wanted to ask something more, but Qiao Zhi'an suddenly said, "Pian Pian, frankly speaking, do you really like Ji Shaoting? You are with him...... Really having fun?"

She was stunned, she didn't expect Qiao Zhi'an to ask this question, let alone how to answer.

Qiao Zhi'an sighed lightly, not waiting for her to answer, but said to herself, "If you live happily, that's it." But even when I look at it, I feel bitter...... I love Song Yincheng for nearly 20 years, and when I was a girl, I identified him. But as I grew older, especially after having a baby, I gradually figured out a lot of things, what the elders in my family did back then was really wrong, I got Song Yincheng, but it ruined his lifelong happiness. ”

Pian Pian's mind was completely confused, she never expected Qiao Zhi'an to suddenly talk about this, talking about this, she thought that she would never mention it again in her life......

"I know Yin Cheng too well, for so many years, he has never paid attention to others except for you. I thought that time could change everything, even if he didn't love me before, he didn't love me now, in another five or ten years, he would fall in love with me sooner or later, and he would be inseparable from me, but now I understand that love cannot be cultivated, love is spontaneous, and it is heartbeat. Yin Cheng and I have known each other for more than 20 years, and when he was young, he didn't love me, he only regarded me as a friend, and he could never really fall in love with me. ”

Qiao Zhi'an smiled bitterly.

Pian Pian panicked, and hurriedly persuaded her, "Sister An, don't say it, you just think too much, they all say that pregnant women are very thoughtful, you must want to drill more horns......"

Qiao Zhi'an interrupted her, "Pianpian, I know what I said seems ridiculous, but it's the truth, if you are not having a good time, I really hope you are with him...... Your Uncle Song is so unhappy, he could still pretend in the past, but after returning to Jiangcheng, he can't pretend anymore, he can't deceive himself anymore. Pianpian, I'm really willing, I'll give you back Yincheng......"

......

Pian Pian was depressed, she didn't know if Qiao Zhi'an was impulsive, or if she said it after thinking about it for a long time.

Ji Shaoting's car to pick her up stopped in front of the gate of the Song Mansion.

Song Yincheng sent the little girl out, and not far away, he caught a glimpse of Ji Shaoting falling out of the car window, and looked coldly in the direction of the door.

Song Yincheng deliberately hugged Pianpian and said softly, "Go back, but if you are unhappy, come to me, if it is Ji Shaoting's bastard...... He dares to bully you, and I see him abolish him once. ”

Pian Pian hurriedly pushed him away, drunk inside, she didn't want to watch these two big men fight anymore.

......

In the car, Pian Pian felt that Ji Shaoting was expressionless, probably because he saw Song Yincheng hugging him, and he was a little unhappy.

She cautiously touched his hand, "You, are you angry......

Ji Shaoting raised his eyebrows, "What can you do if you're angry?"

Pianpin: "......"

"I'm going back to the old house tonight, grandpa hasn't been in good health lately. ”

Pian Pian was stunned and nodded.

......

The little girl was very afraid to go back to the old house, but Ji Shaoting didn't embarrass her every day, and only went back once for a long time, this is the most basic filial piety for a child, she can't be ignorant.

It's just that when she saw Ruan Miaotong saddle in the room and wait for the unwell old chief Ji, she was very uncomfortable.

Ruan Miaotong seems to be familiar with everyone in the old mansion, and even Mrs. Ji and Ji Peiqing like her appearance.

Looking at it like this, Ruan Miaotong really looks like a qualified granddaughter-in-law.

And what is she...... She doesn't know anything, she will only hide behind Ji Shaoting, like a useless vase, not even a vase.

The man beside him stretched out his long arms, hugged her tightly into his arms, and whispered, "Don't think about it, she is a child sponsored by my father, and it is her duty to be filial to her grandfather." ”——

Digression - the monthly pass goes to the client 1 to 3! No one left a message again, and they all pretend to be dead when they write sweet pets...... Little...... ╭(╯^╰)╮