Six years later, she took three milk balls to blow up the world
Chapter 951: Pay attention to safety when acting
Chapter 951: Pay attention to safety when acting
Bai Shao stared blankly at the man in front of him swearing with a solemn face, his heart felt as if he had been struck by lightning and was scorched black.
Was that box of stuff like that when you took it back?
Could this all be a prank, and Song Jing is just the one taking the blame? !
Bai Shao gasped.
She has heard that some psychologically twisted people go to the supermarket to squeeze instant noodles or poke potato chip bags with needles.
But I have never heard of anyone being so crazy and tampering with safety products!
This is too bad. Do you know that doing this will cause "human life"? !
Bai Shao touched her lower abdomen and complained crazily in her heart about the mischievous pervert.
But the little life was already in her belly, and it was impossible for her to not want him.
And the Song Dynasty...
Bai Shao glanced at the man who was holding her, tense and waiting for the verdict, and felt a little distressed for a moment.
She didn't want children before, and it would definitely be difficult for Song Jing to be caught between her and Mr. Song.
Now, he took the blame for the prankster again...
No, he is also an accomplice!
Knowing it but not reminding her is also a bad person.
Thinking of this, Bai Shao's weak sympathy for Song Jing disappeared in an instant.
"You go back, I want to stay at home for a few days." Bai Shao gave the eviction order with a cold face.
Song Jing's eyes darkened and his heart tightened, but he breathed a sigh of relief.
After all, he did something wrong, and he expected this answer.
As long as his wife is willing to pay attention to him and talk to him, it will be much better than expected.
Song Jing hugged Bai Shao tightly, and his handsome face, which was usually extremely cold and stern, actually showed a bit of coquettishness similar to that of a child.
"Honey, I don't dare to ask you to forgive me now. You can stay at home as long as you want. I'll just stay here with you."
Paeoniae Alba: ...
Is this person really her iceberg-like husband?
Why does it feel like a different person!
Moreover, what would it be like if Song Jing stayed in the Bai family with her every day?
Bai Shao was surprised for two seconds, then angrily drove them away: "Go away, go back to your home! This is my home, you are not allowed to live in my home!"
"We are already married. Your home is my home. I won't leave."·
Without saying anything, Song Jing confidently picked up Bai Shao and put her on the big bed.
"Be good, it's getting late, I'll put you to bed."
"You let me go!"
Bai Shao was so angry that he punched and kicked him. He wanted to call someone to drive Song Jing away, but he was afraid that he would disturb everyone and be the one who would be embarrassed.
"Shh, keep your voice down, don't scare the baby."
Song Jing held her in his arms forcefully yet tenderly, and covered her with his hot lips, kissing her forehead, eyes, and soft lips again and again.
The rough fingertips pressed hard on her exposed lower back and rubbed it gently.
Bai Shao was still struggling at first, but soon she couldn't resist the man's gentle attack. Her hands and feet became weak and she collapsed in Song Jing's arms, letting him do whatever he wanted.
Song Jing's eyes were deep and dark, and as his Adam's apple rolled, clusters of flames continued to rise in his heart and body.
It wasn't until his hand touched the soft and flat belly of white peony root that he suddenly woke up.
Reason suddenly returned, Song Jing gritted his teeth, pulled the quilt with difficulty and wrapped Bai Shao tightly.
The quilt separated the intimate distance between their skins, and Song Jing's heated brain was completely cooled down.
Song Jing buried his face in the crook of Bai Shao's neck. His hot and heavy breathing took a while to calm down. He whispered hoarsely into Bai Shao's ear: "Be good, sleep."
Bai Shao's pair of big bright eyes had long since become misty and moist, and her pair of small hands that had been struggling to resist had long since climbed onto Song Jing's strong and narrow waist.
It wasn't until Song Jing's voice sounded again that she suddenly froze, and her fair face turned red in an instant.
She, what is she doing?
Bai Shao suddenly pushed Song Jing, quickly pulled up the quilt and covered her head, burying herself like an ostrich.It's so embarrassing. She was almost confused by this bitch just now!
Sorry baby, mom almost lost her head!
Bai Shao closed her eyes and thought silently, dying of shame and anger.
Song Jing hugged her tightly and let out a resentful and helpless sigh.
Now he is holding his wife and can only look at her but not eat. Who is to blame?
He has only himself to blame.
But the way his wife looks like this, she must have forgiven him.
Song Jing's heart, which he had raised all day and night, finally slowly fell to the ground.
It was getting late, and Song Jing was reluctant to let Bai Shao stay up late, so he gently stroked her body with his big hands.
"Honey, you sleep, I'll stay here with you."
"I'm not sleepy, let's go!"
Bai Shao nestled in the quilt, protesting in shame and anger.
How could she still sleep after sleeping for so long during the day?
Song Jing didn't speak or leave.
Time passed by, and the two of them just stood in a silent stalemate with the quilt on their backs.
Bai Shao originally just huffed and closed her eyes and pretended to be dead, but the feeling of being coaxed to sleep by Song Jing was so comfortable and reassuring that she couldn't bear it at all.
Less than 10 minutes later, Bai Shao's clear and even breathing came from the quilt.
When Bai Shao woke up the next morning, it was still gray outside the window, and Song Jing was no longer around.
Bai Shao touched the pillow next to her that was still warm. A smile appeared on her lips involuntarily, but she quickly suppressed it.
She wouldn't relent so quickly!
In the next few days, Song Jing went to work during the day and came to Bai's house to pick out the windows at night, becoming more and more skillful in his movements.
Bai Shao felt guilty and anxious in front of Bai Yuxin every day. Several times he wanted to go back to the Song family to live, but he couldn't open his mouth.
Bai Yuxin watched the young couple acting in amusement and did not expose them. She just quietly asked the servant to put a ladder in the garden.
Acting is acting, safety comes first.
In the end, Mr. Song was really worried at home, so a few phone calls broke the deadlock.
Mr. Song first called Mrs. Bai to apologize, saying that he was responsible for the quarrel between the young couple and that he would definitely educate his grandson well and let her persuade Bai Shao.
Then Mr. Song called Bai Shao again, and never mentioned that she returned to her parents' house in anger. He only smiled and asked her when she would come home and if she needed to send the people he arranged to come to Bai's house.
After receiving the call, Mrs. Bai was calm on the surface and went back to Bai's house in person. After asking what was going on, she became a little confused.
"You two are having an argument. What are you doing to the old man? He's so angry with you that he can't even say anything good! Go back and take good care of the baby. Don't let anyone say that our daughter from the Bai family has a bad temper and is difficult to take care of!"
Bai Shao was worried and guilty after hearing this.
When the old man called her, he was indeed coughing a little. He must have not rested well.
Besides, if the old man sends all the life assistants to the Bai family, the Bai family will once again become famous among Haicheng's wealthy families.
If I go there again and again, it will be troublesome if my uncle and father find out.
After thinking for a moment, Bai Shao decided to go down the steps and expressed his willingness to go home.
When Song Jing came to pick her up again, Bai Shao pretended to be "angry" for a while, then followed Song Jing back to Song's house.
Bai Yuxin couldn't help but smile and send the young couple away, feeling completely relieved.
(End of this chapter)
Bai Shao stared blankly at the man in front of him swearing with a solemn face, his heart felt as if he had been struck by lightning and was scorched black.
Was that box of stuff like that when you took it back?
Could this all be a prank, and Song Jing is just the one taking the blame? !
Bai Shao gasped.
She has heard that some psychologically twisted people go to the supermarket to squeeze instant noodles or poke potato chip bags with needles.
But I have never heard of anyone being so crazy and tampering with safety products!
This is too bad. Do you know that doing this will cause "human life"? !
Bai Shao touched her lower abdomen and complained crazily in her heart about the mischievous pervert.
But the little life was already in her belly, and it was impossible for her to not want him.
And the Song Dynasty...
Bai Shao glanced at the man who was holding her, tense and waiting for the verdict, and felt a little distressed for a moment.
She didn't want children before, and it would definitely be difficult for Song Jing to be caught between her and Mr. Song.
Now, he took the blame for the prankster again...
No, he is also an accomplice!
Knowing it but not reminding her is also a bad person.
Thinking of this, Bai Shao's weak sympathy for Song Jing disappeared in an instant.
"You go back, I want to stay at home for a few days." Bai Shao gave the eviction order with a cold face.
Song Jing's eyes darkened and his heart tightened, but he breathed a sigh of relief.
After all, he did something wrong, and he expected this answer.
As long as his wife is willing to pay attention to him and talk to him, it will be much better than expected.
Song Jing hugged Bai Shao tightly, and his handsome face, which was usually extremely cold and stern, actually showed a bit of coquettishness similar to that of a child.
"Honey, I don't dare to ask you to forgive me now. You can stay at home as long as you want. I'll just stay here with you."
Paeoniae Alba: ...
Is this person really her iceberg-like husband?
Why does it feel like a different person!
Moreover, what would it be like if Song Jing stayed in the Bai family with her every day?
Bai Shao was surprised for two seconds, then angrily drove them away: "Go away, go back to your home! This is my home, you are not allowed to live in my home!"
"We are already married. Your home is my home. I won't leave."·
Without saying anything, Song Jing confidently picked up Bai Shao and put her on the big bed.
"Be good, it's getting late, I'll put you to bed."
"You let me go!"
Bai Shao was so angry that he punched and kicked him. He wanted to call someone to drive Song Jing away, but he was afraid that he would disturb everyone and be the one who would be embarrassed.
"Shh, keep your voice down, don't scare the baby."
Song Jing held her in his arms forcefully yet tenderly, and covered her with his hot lips, kissing her forehead, eyes, and soft lips again and again.
The rough fingertips pressed hard on her exposed lower back and rubbed it gently.
Bai Shao was still struggling at first, but soon she couldn't resist the man's gentle attack. Her hands and feet became weak and she collapsed in Song Jing's arms, letting him do whatever he wanted.
Song Jing's eyes were deep and dark, and as his Adam's apple rolled, clusters of flames continued to rise in his heart and body.
It wasn't until his hand touched the soft and flat belly of white peony root that he suddenly woke up.
Reason suddenly returned, Song Jing gritted his teeth, pulled the quilt with difficulty and wrapped Bai Shao tightly.
The quilt separated the intimate distance between their skins, and Song Jing's heated brain was completely cooled down.
Song Jing buried his face in the crook of Bai Shao's neck. His hot and heavy breathing took a while to calm down. He whispered hoarsely into Bai Shao's ear: "Be good, sleep."
Bai Shao's pair of big bright eyes had long since become misty and moist, and her pair of small hands that had been struggling to resist had long since climbed onto Song Jing's strong and narrow waist.
It wasn't until Song Jing's voice sounded again that she suddenly froze, and her fair face turned red in an instant.
She, what is she doing?
Bai Shao suddenly pushed Song Jing, quickly pulled up the quilt and covered her head, burying herself like an ostrich.It's so embarrassing. She was almost confused by this bitch just now!
Sorry baby, mom almost lost her head!
Bai Shao closed her eyes and thought silently, dying of shame and anger.
Song Jing hugged her tightly and let out a resentful and helpless sigh.
Now he is holding his wife and can only look at her but not eat. Who is to blame?
He has only himself to blame.
But the way his wife looks like this, she must have forgiven him.
Song Jing's heart, which he had raised all day and night, finally slowly fell to the ground.
It was getting late, and Song Jing was reluctant to let Bai Shao stay up late, so he gently stroked her body with his big hands.
"Honey, you sleep, I'll stay here with you."
"I'm not sleepy, let's go!"
Bai Shao nestled in the quilt, protesting in shame and anger.
How could she still sleep after sleeping for so long during the day?
Song Jing didn't speak or leave.
Time passed by, and the two of them just stood in a silent stalemate with the quilt on their backs.
Bai Shao originally just huffed and closed her eyes and pretended to be dead, but the feeling of being coaxed to sleep by Song Jing was so comfortable and reassuring that she couldn't bear it at all.
Less than 10 minutes later, Bai Shao's clear and even breathing came from the quilt.
When Bai Shao woke up the next morning, it was still gray outside the window, and Song Jing was no longer around.
Bai Shao touched the pillow next to her that was still warm. A smile appeared on her lips involuntarily, but she quickly suppressed it.
She wouldn't relent so quickly!
In the next few days, Song Jing went to work during the day and came to Bai's house to pick out the windows at night, becoming more and more skillful in his movements.
Bai Shao felt guilty and anxious in front of Bai Yuxin every day. Several times he wanted to go back to the Song family to live, but he couldn't open his mouth.
Bai Yuxin watched the young couple acting in amusement and did not expose them. She just quietly asked the servant to put a ladder in the garden.
Acting is acting, safety comes first.
In the end, Mr. Song was really worried at home, so a few phone calls broke the deadlock.
Mr. Song first called Mrs. Bai to apologize, saying that he was responsible for the quarrel between the young couple and that he would definitely educate his grandson well and let her persuade Bai Shao.
Then Mr. Song called Bai Shao again, and never mentioned that she returned to her parents' house in anger. He only smiled and asked her when she would come home and if she needed to send the people he arranged to come to Bai's house.
After receiving the call, Mrs. Bai was calm on the surface and went back to Bai's house in person. After asking what was going on, she became a little confused.
"You two are having an argument. What are you doing to the old man? He's so angry with you that he can't even say anything good! Go back and take good care of the baby. Don't let anyone say that our daughter from the Bai family has a bad temper and is difficult to take care of!"
Bai Shao was worried and guilty after hearing this.
When the old man called her, he was indeed coughing a little. He must have not rested well.
Besides, if the old man sends all the life assistants to the Bai family, the Bai family will once again become famous among Haicheng's wealthy families.
If I go there again and again, it will be troublesome if my uncle and father find out.
After thinking for a moment, Bai Shao decided to go down the steps and expressed his willingness to go home.
When Song Jing came to pick her up again, Bai Shao pretended to be "angry" for a while, then followed Song Jing back to Song's house.
Bai Yuxin couldn't help but smile and send the young couple away, feeling completely relieved.
(End of this chapter)
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