Although from the only memory, he knew that he had a leg with Zhao Cheng.

And her sons have been born, but she really doesn't have those memories of knowing and loving him now.

And in her memory, apart from the bits and pieces of pictures, she didn't know anything about him.

So Song Qing didn't plan to accept Zhao Cheng now, but was ready to get along from scratch.

Everything is about fate, she can rely on her feelings to move him even when she can't remember him at all.

Therefore, Song Qing felt that the feeling between her and him was just natural.

She doesn't deny liking him, whether it's because of how she feels now or in the past, she likes him.

So, let's have a relationship with him! This idea was just there.

Just now, Song Qing saw Zhao Cheng bring her slippers.

'Put it on, it's cool on the ground', but the simple sentence instantly poked Song Qing's softest place.

Looking at his departing back, all Song Qing had in mind was this sentence.

It's good to have such a boyfriend, and at that moment Song Qing wanted to fall in love with him.

As for marriage, it's not that she hasn't been in love, and she is very unfamiliar with these processes, so of course she has to take it step by step, even if they have blossomed and borne fruit.

However, who stipulates that if it blossoms and bears fruit, there can be no second spring?

It's the same person after all, isn't it?

When Song Qing walked out of the room, he saw the father and son sitting at the dining table in the living room.

They are looking at their phones.

Seeing the father and son, Song Qing opened his mouth to say hello.

"Good morning."

"Mom, good morning." After Zhao Yu saw Song Qing, he immediately turned off the documentary on man and nature, and put his mobile phone in his pocket.

He wore a coat today, and his coat happened to have pockets.

Zhao Cheng raised his eyes and his gaze fell on Song Qing, and he paused with his hand and spoke.

"You stand still."

Song Qing was stunned and raised his eyebrows, "What are you doing?" Zhao Cheng didn't speak, just stretched out his hand, turned on the camera, and took two photos of Song Qinglian.

"Alright."

He, is he taking a picture of her?

After Song Qing came back to his senses, he immediately walked to Zhao Cheng's side, approached him, and glanced at his mobile phone.

"How's it going?"

“(; ′????? Is this me? The angle of your shot is definitely wrong, you can see that my foot is obviously half short. ”

"It looks like a dwarf winter melon."

"Why are the eyes different, no, no."

"......" Zhao Cheng glanced at the photo, then looked up at Song Qing, "Aren't they all the same?" ”

"Where is it, it's obviously short legs, no, you delete and reshoot."

Zhao Cheng nodded, "Okay, come again." ”

After clicking delete, Zhao Cheng motioned for her to stand up? Then I retook two more shots of her.

"How?"

Song Qing came to him again and took a look, and instantly felt that he was dead.

"Why is it more ugly than the last shot, my eyes are half-closed (; ′????? `)。 ”

"Did you shoot this just when I was blinking? Oh my God? This squint ugly refuses. ”

"Poof-" Zhao Yu sat on the side and couldn't help but laugh instantly after hearing Song Qing's words.

"Haha...... Dad, you're amazing......"

Listening to his son's gloating? Zhao Cheng glanced at him coldly, and couldn't help but be embarrassed.

He actually just wants to take a picture of his daughter-in-law? As a result, who knew that women were so terrible when they took pictures.

"I'll shoot it." Zhao Yu said and stood up and walked over to the two.

After he reached for his father's phone? With an innocent face, he pushed Song lightly into his father's arms.

"Mom, sit down! I'll take a picture for you? I definitely did a better shot than my dad. ”

By the way, let you enhance your relationship.

That's right, he's such a god assist.

Zhao Yu glanced at his father and gave me a small look that was not too grateful.

Zhao Cheng reacted and hooked the corners of his lips, and suddenly felt that his son was still quite pleasing to the eye.

Looking at a shy woman in your arms? Zhao Cheng stretched out his hand to wrap his arms around her waist and moved the person close to his chest.

"Look at the camera."

"Oh, okay."

Hearing his voice, Song answered lightly and looked at the camera.

Song Qing was encircled in his arms, and she could feel the sound of his heartbeat and the temperature in his arms.

Between the nose is the cold breath of a man.

This man doesn't smoke, so the smell on his body is very clean and there is no smell of smoke at all.

Sit on his lap.

Song Qing's face burned badly.

Zhao Yu took the mobile phone and took two photos after finding a good angle.

"Alright."

Hearing Zhao Yu's voice, Song responded lightly and quickly stood up from Zhao Cheng's arms? "Well, let's eat! I'm hungry. ”

Song Qing knew that she was definitely changing the topic.

It's a pity that Zhao Yu didn't give her a chance.

"Mom, don't you look at the pictures?"

Song Qing choked instantly.

"Oh, how's it going?"

"You see? The shot was pretty good. ”

After Zhao Yu said a word? After handing the phone directly to Song Qing, he walked to the dining table and sat down.

Song Qing picked up his phone and glanced at the photo.

The tall man on the screen sits up straight, wearing a black shirt with a mysterious and noble temperament.

At this time, he was holding a petite woman in his arms.

His hand was wrapped around her waist with one hand? The deep eyes carried a little tenderness.

As for the woman leaning on his neck, gentle and quiet? And the background of the photo is the dining table.

One is rigid and one is soft.

Looking at the photos makes people feel very warm.

Seeing that Song Qing didn't speak, Zhao Cheng couldn't help but ask.

"How?"

Song glanced at him and handed him the phone? "See for yourself."

"I'll see."

Zhao Cheng reached out and took the phone and glanced at the screen, and then his eyes lit up.

"It's good."

Click Set as screen wallpaper.

Zhao Cheng looked at the photo on the phone screen? Fingers unconsciously gently brushed Song Qing's cheeks.

His wife.

It's beautiful.

Zhao Cheng turned off his mobile phone and put it on the dining table.

"Let's eat first! After eating, we went to see the house. ”

"Hmm." Song nodded lightly, and originally sent a message at the end of the day to say that he was going to buy a house with him today.

Song Qing looked at the food on the table and couldn't help but ask, "You are ordering food from the restaurant again." ”

Zhao Cheng nodded lightly, "Well, I asked someone to stew soup for you." ”

While speaking, Zhao Cheng picked up the bowl and gave Song Qing soup.

After putting a spoon inside, Zhao Cheng pushed the pork rib soup in front of Song Qing.

"Drink it, replenish your qi and blood."

Today's pork rib soup.

Song glanced at the ginseng in the soup and couldn't help but look up at Zhao Cheng and said, "That, in fact, I really don't need to make up, a little anemia is not serious." ”

Zhao Cheng glanced at her lightly.

"I know, so I didn't plan to let you make up for it all the time, just these two meals, after all, this kind of thing should not be eaten too much."

"That's good." Song was inexplicably relieved after hearing this.

"Zhao Yu, let's eat some chicken wings." Song said softly and sandwiched two chicken wings for Zhao Yu.

This kind of child likes it, and at a glance, he knows that this chicken wing must be ordered for Zhao Yu.

"Thank you, Mom......"

……

After eating, Song Qing packed up the dishes and chopsticks as usual and went to the kitchen to wash the dishes.

Zhao Cheng wanted to help, but was directly rejected by Song Qing.