Doting wife self-marriage

Chapter 368 Still Twelve (1)
"You, you can use your own hands!"

Song Chenyi touched her bulging cheeks, smiling like a spring breeze on her handsome face.

"Wife, your hands are soft, but mine are hard. Hard against hard, no!"

When the two of them walked to the restaurant, Song Qinghui and Wu Juanqing had already taken their seats, and the dishes on the table were steaming, but Weiran was still thinking about the scene just now. The blush lingered for a long time.

"Xiaoran, why is your face so red?" Wu Juanqing has always been observant, and compared to Song Qinghui, she is closer to Weiran, and she just took a look at her face and found something strange.

Asked by Wu Juanqing, her cheeks flushed slightly, she lowered her head guiltyly, afraid that she would see something, rubbed her hands and politely said: "It's okay, Mom and Dad, I'll go wash my hands first."

After she finished speaking, she hurriedly walked towards the bathroom, losing her usual graceful posture. Seeing such a hasty pace, Wu Juan felt a headache, so she could only say "walk carefully" to her leaving back.

Song Chenyi looked at her back dotingly, feeling a little distressed in his heart, he must have frightened her.

Wu Juanqing turned her head to the side and looked at Song Qinghui. She couldn't wait for her son to turn her head for a long time, so she couldn't help but cast a glance at Song Chenyi, who had been staring in the direction Weiran left, with a taste of food in her tone, saying : "You can't even see anyone, you still look at it, so you don't want to see your parents? Since you and Xiaoran went downstairs to now, you just stared at your wife! You didn't even look at us two old people! "

She was amused by everything she said. They like to see a good relationship between the young couple, but the son's heart is attached to her daughter-in-law. Is Zhongliu different?
Song Qinghui smiled lightly and said nothing, but he looked at Song Chenyi with a full sense of teasing, which made Song Chenyi's indifferent handsome face slightly chapped, he touched his tall nose bridge awkwardly, and then sat down in his seat down.

"Mom, how can you and dad be old people?"

He ate the food slowly mouthful by mouthful, his demeanor revealed an elegant atmosphere, his handsome facial features looked more pure and refined because of the faint smile on the corner of his mouth, and his bright black eyes were so serious that one couldn't believe it The reliability of his words.

Wu Juan was overjoyed when she heard it, "You have already married and established a business, and your parents will really become monsters if they are not old." Perhaps because she studied abroad when she was young, she did not have the traditional rigidity of some people, and her speech followed suit. Temper said.

Song Chenyi raised his eyebrows, his movements were still slow, and he raised his lips and smiled, "After the child in Xiaoran's stomach is born, it's never too late for you to grow old."

What he said was really cryptic. Wu Juanqing hadn't figured out what he meant when she heard it, but when she turned her head, she realized that her son still hoped that they would grow old slowly. The good-looking grandson who was born couldn't help but feel as happy as a butterfly flying, and suddenly, bursts of laughter spread across the dining table.

As soon as Weiran entered the restaurant, she heard their laughter, reached out and took the clean tissue that Song Chenyi handed over, wiped off the drops of water in her hands, and asked for no reason, "Mom and Dad, what made you so angry?" Are you happy?"

It wasn't until she sat down that Wu Juanqing's eyes moved away from her stomach, the smile still remained on her face, and her eyes became softer as she looked at her, "After next month, the stomach should be obvious. A lot."

The Song family hadn't seen children coming to the house for many years. Even Song Qinghui, who was always unsmiling, smiled slightly at this moment, looked at her lovingly, and said, "Xiaoran, if you want to eat anything, you can eat it." Tell Aunt Jane to make it for you."

Wei Ran nodded her head in a daze, and then bent her head into a slight smile. She finally understood what they were happy about just now, and then lowered her head in a timely manner, with a shy look like a lotus flower. Song Chenyi's eyelids straightened Jump.

The big hand quietly held her clean and refreshing little hand from under the table. The soft and greasy touch made Song Chenyi sigh in his heart. He had finally realized what it means to be soft and boneless. Such a hand is really suitable for painting. Literary is the thing.

The night in the military compound is always quiet, far away from the hustle and bustle of the city, even the lights are extinguished early, leaving only the faint light of street lamps on every clean avenue, and in a villa group somewhere in the capital But still every house is brightly lit, like a bustling palace.

Yu Ling looked at the long skirt in her hands in a daze, her eyes were full of ripples, and there was something called tenderness. This skirt was the one she wore to the military compound last time, and it was also when she was 25 Song Chenyi chose to give it to her on her birthday.

When she struggled for nearly 20 years, from young to adult, from unreasonable to slim, their relationship gradually improved through her overt or covert entanglement, and he, Situ Hua and the others would never go anywhere. Refusing to follow her, during the years when they were eighteen or nineteen, their footprints almost stepped on every street in the capital.

When they were young, they were just like the children of ordinary people. They all yearned to leave their families and their parents who cared for them, and then bravely went out without a destination. They just wanted to escape for a moment, live alone, and prove that They are both strong and independent people.

As he gradually grew up, left the campus and went to the workplace, matured from immature, that man became more and more excellent, so excellent that no one could compare with him in her eyes, and she always insisted on the relationship with them The relationship cannot be broken, because once it is broken, that cold man will not remember him or her.

When she thought she was gradually walking into his heart, when she put on this long dress that was not suitable for her style, when she felt that before or after the years, there would be no more than the 25-year-old year When she was happier, her father was involved in such a case, and she had to leave the capital because of this matter.

But only after these few years, she has been able to understand that she has never had the slightest place in Song Chenyi's heart. To him, she may be just like those women who have a crush on him, but they are all Can't arouse his heart.

However, he was married, Yu Ling tightly grasped the long skirt with her ten fingers, and her slender nails seemed to be trying to pierce through the tulle, very hard.

The originally gentle gaze suddenly turned cold and gloomy. She thought that there should be no woman in this world who could catch Song Chenyi's eyes, but she never expected that she liked a woman like Ji Weiran.

Apart from a good-looking face, she couldn't figure out what else was worthy of that person's heart?

(End of this chapter)