Zhao Cheng looked at Song seriously and said in a deep voice, "I'll lay on the floor, that's all." ”

Song Qing was stunned and looked up at him, this man.

It's the same as the rumors, it's pretty good, and Song Qing is not hypocritical when she thinks of this, after all, she is in her own house, and she is a girl, so she naturally doesn't want to lay on the floor.

"Okay, then Zhao Yu and I sleep, you lay on the floor."

As soon as Zhao Yu heard Song Qing's words, he was instantly surprised, walked to Song Qing's side in a few steps, and stretched out his hand to wrap his arms around her waist, "Okay, auntie, I want to sleep with you." ”

"......" Zhao Cheng glanced at his son and his own woman, and instantly felt a little heartbroken.

His woman, snatched by his son.

Feeling the contempt of Wang Zhi from his father, Zhao Yu glanced at his father proudly.

'See, my mother loves me the most, I'm going to sleep with my mother tonight, father, you can be wronged and spread on the floor! Don't worry, I'll help you hold your mother. ’

The corners of Zhao Cheng's mouth twitched and he looked away, he didn't want to speak now.

Seeing that Zhao Cheng didn't speak, Song Qing couldn't help but speak: "Don't worry, the floor in the living room is very clean, and when the time comes, I will put the mat on and bring you a bed quilt, so there will be no problem."

Zhao Cheng nodded, "Yes." ”

Now that the matter of sleeping has been resolved, Song Qing couldn't help but say, "By the way, do you want to take a bath, you cut your hair today, and there must be some hair on your body, I think you will be more comfortable taking a bath." ”

"Okay, then take a shower first." Zhao Cheng nodded.

"Okay, then follow me." Song said softly and pulled Zhao Cheng into the bathroom, came under the shower, and reached out to boil the water.

Song Qing pointed to the faucet on the wall, turning off the boiling water and said, "This, you have hot water on this side and cold water on the other side." ”

After Song Qing finished speaking, he boiled water, and by the way, pointed to the shampoo and shower gel he put next to the mirror.

"This one is for washing hair, this is for bathing, and it's enough to press down a little bit with your hand."

After Song Qing finished speaking, he turned his head and glanced at Zhao Cheng, and said a little embarrassedly: "Then you take a bath!" I went out first. ”

Zhao Cheng nodded: "Hmm."

"I'll call Zhao Yu in and ask him to wash with you." Song said softly and turned around and walked out of the bathroom.

Next, after Song Qing carried Zhao Yu to his father, he reached out and closed the bathroom door, turned around and walked into his bedroom.

After walking into the bedroom, Song Qing took the mat under the bed, walked to the living room, and threw herself next to the door of her room.

The living room is not big, but it feels a little smaller after the mat is spread.

After Song Qing laid out the mat, he went to the wardrobe and took a folded thin quilt, which was a quilt on a hot day, slightly thicker than the air conditioner quilt.

After Song put on the quilt, he found that there was still a pillow missing, scratched his head, and then walked into the room and gave him one of his pillows.

Seriously, she was single, but when she woke up, there were two more strangers in the house.

I feel a little uncomfortable thinking about it.

However, now that they are homeless, she can't do anything to kick people out of the house, just seeing Zhao Yu's little face, she is soft, where can she bear to ignore them.

Standing at the door of his bedroom and listening to the sound of rushing water, Song glanced at the door of the bathroom.

The legendary big guy bathed in her house.

Thinking of the TV series, someone's strong chest and slender legs.

In other words, Prime Minister Zhao Cheng's real person should be better than the figure played in the TV series!

¬_¬' and so on...... Stop, what is she thinking!