Song Qing felt that he just didn't look in the mirror at this time, and there should be a mark there.

Therefore, she is not the one who is taken advantage of, but the one who takes advantage of her is silent.

Forget it, it doesn't matter.

Or think about how to make the pig's trotters delicious later.

Whether it is braised or steamed, or stewed and boiled in the vegetables to eat.

The pig's feet look like they're delicious no matter how you eat them, but just thinking about them makes me feel a little hungry. (Attention, dear, your husband is scared by you and is still self-reflecting, don't just think about eating.) ）

Seeing that the man next to him was still sitting there without saying a word, Song Qing reached out to hold his hand with a little headache.

Feel your hand being held.

Zhao Cheng looked down at the hand that was being held by her small hand.

Turning his head to look at the woman sitting beside him, he just called her when he wanted to say something.

"Ma'am."

Song Qingxiao's heart trembled.

Bastard, just scream, why do you make people blush so much.

Since he knew that this was called himself, Song Qing felt his heartbeat a little faster every time he was called like this.

Song Qing didn't speak, nor did he look up at him, but just scraped his fingers on his palm, like coquettishness.

Very well-behaved hint, she felt that Zhao Cheng could understand her mood.

"I went to buy pig's feet." Song said lightly, he stood up and strode towards the door, then reached out to open the door and walked out of the bedroom.

Zhao Cheng looked at her back, looked down at his palm, and his tense face instantly eased.

His wife was not angry with him, nor was she afraid of him.

So what was she crying just now?

Women are really difficult to understand, and when you think you understand her very well, you suddenly find that you still don't understand.

It's good not to be angry, though.

Zhao Cheng stood up and walked out of the room.

After stretching out his hand to close the door, Zhao Cheng caught up with Song Qing who was walking in front in a few steps.

"I'm with you."

Song Qing stopped and looked up at him.

Zhao Cheng glanced at her slightly red eyes, but still couldn't help asking.

"Why were you crying?"

Song Qing rolled his eyes when he heard this, and said angrily.

"My hair is poking in my eyes, and my eyes are itching to death now."

Song Qing ravaged his eyes again after speaking, and finally felt much better.

Is that so?

He really thought too much.

Zhao Cheng: "......"

Song Qing: "Let's go, let's go downstairs." ”

"Well, good!" Zhao Cheng answered and followed Song Qing's side, and the two of them walked downstairs one after the other.

At this time, it was still sunny in the living room downstairs, and Zhao Yu was knocking on Erlang's leg and watching TV.

Zhao Yu glanced at his mother and couldn't help but be stunned, "Mom, what's wrong with your eyes?" ”

Zhao Yu looked at his father, although he didn't ask directly, but the meaning was obvious.

Zhao Cheng: "......"

It feels so innocent, but it's also his fault.

Song chuckled and said, "Just now, my hair got in my eyes, and my tears came out?" Still a little itchy, it's fine now. ”

As for the process? A bit unsuitable for children? So I won't explain it.

Zhao Yu saw that his mother really didn't look angry, so he was relieved.

Song Qing: "Zhao Yu? Are we going to buy pig's feet? Do you want to go. ”

Zhao Yu glanced at the two of them and waved his hand? "Mom and Dad, it's good for you to go, I'll go out for a walk around and get familiar with the environment?" If you move to a new house, it's good to recognize the road next to you. ”

Seeing that his father and mother have such a good relationship, he naturally can't be a light bulb.

He's a good boy.

"Are you okay alone?" After all, in Song Qingxin's heart, her son is only a little over seven years old.

"You don't have to worry about him, it's good that he doesn't let others suffer." Zhao Cheng turned on the free-range mode for his son.

His son was raised by him, and he didn't know what his son was like.

Naturally, the son is not one of those gentlemen who can't take care of himself.

Song was embarrassed after hearing this? That's right, Zhao Yu, this kid didn't cross over, he was the king of a country.

If you don't have any skills, how can you sit on that throne.

"Then, son, let's go first, and when we come back, my mother will buy you something delicious."

Zhao Yu nodded and waved? "Okay? Bye-bye, mom? I want bubble tea. ”

He likes to drink this, and it's much better than drinking Junshan Silver Needle. (Big guy?) This can't be compared. ）

"Huh? Good. Song said softly and walked to Zhao Yu's side and rubbed his head, "Have something to call your mother?" If you want to go out, don't run far. If you encounter a bad person, remember to speak up...... Forget about this one, it seems that if you meet a bad guy and call for help, it will definitely not be you. ”

Zhao Cheng: "......"

Zhao Yu: "......"

"Alright, let's go." Song said softly, took the bag from the sofa, put it on his back, and followed Zhao Cheng out of the house.

After walking out of the house, Song Qing saw the battery car parked not far from the yard in front of his house.

The battery car was naturally moved by Zhao Cheng when he moved.

The reason is that Song Qing was holding a suitcase and it was not easy to bring things, so he came by car and did not ride a bicycle.

Song Qing took his pink hat and put it on after riding the battery car.

"Get in the car and sit down, just right, I'll take you out for a ride."

"Okay." Zhao Cheng nodded in response, then raised his feet and sat behind Song Qing.

The battery car is too small.

As soon as Zhao Cheng sat down, Song Qing felt squeezed in an instant.

It felt like he was holding him tightly in his arms.

"Sit down."

Song said lightly and rode out of the courtyard on his bicycle, all the way around the path, towards the outside of the Zilan Garden.

Sitting on the battery car, I felt the wind in my ears and a comfortable and cool face.

Zhao Cheng wrapped himself around Song Qing's waist alone, or maybe he was a kind of protection.

Now that technology is advanced, where you want to go, you can get there quickly.

Riding on the bike, Song Qing couldn't help but ask: "My battery bike strength is not bad, pull you up, and I can still run so fast." ”

"Well, soon, I'll have time to teach me to ride another day, and when I learn it, I'll be able to ride a bike and plant you."

Song couldn't help but laugh after hearing this, "Okay, it's not difficult to ride a battery car, and you can learn it soon." ”

Zhao Cheng nodded, "Well, it's okay to sit in a battery car for two people, but it's not okay for a family, when will I go to get a driver's license and then buy a car." ”

Song Qing: "Buy a car?" This is fine, but what kind of car do you want to buy, and I will take you to see it after you get your driver's license? ”

Zhao Cheng: "Didn't you say, BMW is good?" Buy one when the time comes. ”

Song Qing: "I suddenly feel that I have nothing to say to you." ”

Zhao Cheng: "What's wrong?" ”

Song Qing: "It's okay, I have a hatred for the rich, and I heard that you want to beat you if you show off your wealth." ”

Zhao Cheng: "Isn't mine yours?" ”

Song Qing: "No, it's not ha, legally you haven't had anything to do with me so far." ”

Zhao Cheng: "......"

Zhao Cheng: "I know, I'm still chasing you now." ”

Speaking of which, this is a turn in feng shui.

I didn't expect him to have today.

Song Qing rode the bike, a smile on the corner of his mouth.

Stupid man!

It wasn't for your girlfriend who could have made you hold me like this, and I would have kicked me down.

But, well, that's not bad either.

……