I may have tested it before, maybe I may have traveled through it like them, but I don't remember it.

As long as it is not confirmed, it is just a hypothesis.

He is a married man, if he continues like this. She is a bad woman who interferes in other people's families and has a wrong outlook.

When the time comes, she's going to be the kind of person she hates.

The more Song Qing thought about it, the more he felt a headache.

Thinking about it like this, she thought it was serious.

Stop there.

Stop there.

Can't be tempted...... Can't be tempted......

Song Qing thought to himself as he walked towards the kitchen.

Maybe I should stay away from him.

Aren't they going to buy a house now? Maybe after they move out for a long time, their feelings for him will fade.

Otherwise, if it continues to develop, Song Qing feels that maybe he will be as miserable as "The Little Lady of the Domineering President".

When the time comes, the abuse of the body and the heart will be X_XX_X, so it's not pitiful.

……

Zhao Cheng took a hot shower, changed his clothes, and walked out of the bathroom.

At this time, he was wearing a white shirt, black casual pants, and a pair of canvas shoes.

There was a bit of lazy nobility on his handsome face, and his hair was dried with internal force, and he stood there again refreshed.

At this time, Song Qing's rice had already been prepared, and Zhao Cheng couldn't smell the smell of cabbage and tofu soup after walking out of the bathroom.

glanced at the coffee table where the meal was eaten, three dishes and one soup, simple but made people look very appetizing.

At this time, Song Qing was sitting next to Zhao Yu and watching a video with his newly bought mobile phone.

After seeing Zhao Cheng come out, she paused with her hand for a moment, and said with a smile as if she was fine, "It's time to eat." ”

"Okay." Zhao Cheng nodded and walked to sit down opposite Song Qing.

At this time, cabbage and tofu soup, sour and hot potato shreds, sweet and sour pork ribs on the table, quite a simple home-cooked dish.

After the three of them sat down at the dinner table, they began to pick up chopsticks to eat as usual.

"Zhao Yu eat more." After Song Qing habitually sandwiched the ribs for Zhao Yu, he bowed his head silently to eat.

Then she stopped talking, or seemed quiet as if she was thinking about something.

Originally, Zhao Cheng didn't talk much, and Song Qing, who usually likes to talk, was silent, and the dinner table was quiet for a while.

This kind of quietness made Zhao Cheng's father and son feel uncomfortable.

The bullying was too depressing, Zhao Yu tilted his head and glanced at his parents, and finally couldn't help but open his mouth to break the silence.

"Auntie, your sweet and sour pork ribs made today are really delicious."

Song was stunned for a moment, stretched out his hand and sandwiched two more ribs for Zhao Yu.

"It's delicious, then Yu'er will eat more, otherwise after you buy a house and move out, it will not be easy to eat from a distance."

After listening to Song Qing's words, Zhao Cheng's hand slammed the ribs back down.

"......" Zhao Cheng looked up at Song Qing for a long time before holding back a sentence.

"You, don't come with us."

Zhao Yu couldn't help but ask, "That's right!" Auntie, aren't you with us? I don't want to be separated from you, if my aunt doesn't go with us, then I won't leave, I want to be with my aunt. ”

If he lives in a big house without his mother, then he won't go.

Zhao Cheng stiffly put down his chopsticks, and there was a taste of broken jars.

"If you don't go, then I won't go either."

"......" Song Qing looked at the big one and the small one, only to feel that his head was big.

This one by one, this is going to rely on her, right?

Song Qing frowned and looked up at Zhao Cheng, and after meeting his gaze, Song Qing subconsciously looked away.

This man's eyes are deep and sharp, but they contain all kinds of tenderness.