Marriage pet: marrying a thousand gold

Chapter 124 The closest person! (3)
Jin Ziqi didn't know what Song Qiyan was apologizing for.

She thought it was the four years he had missed for himself.

Her face was buried in his chest, and she couldn't see his unclear face reflected on the glass window.

The next day was the parent-child baseball game of Jin XX Kindergarten.

When Jin Ziqi woke up from his sleep, he turned over habitually, but felt a coldness beside him.

The man who was supposed to stay awake had long since disappeared.

In the concealed bathroom, there was a slight sound.

Jin Ziqi got off the bed with his disheveled hair, walked over with his slippers on, and leaned against the bathroom door.

Sure enough, Song Qiyan was washing up inside, holding a comb and blowing his hairstyle. When he saw Jin Ziqi at the door, he grinned and continued to focus on his head.

Jin Ziqi discovered that Song Qiyan's body belonged to the type that looked lean and straight when wearing clothes, but was very material when he took off his clothes. Under the black vest, there were wheat-colored muscles with clear texture.

"It's your turn!" Song Qiyan came out refreshed, and did not forget to lower his head to take the opportunity to steal a scent on her cheek.

Jin Ziqi watched him humming a song to change his clothes, smiled lightly, went into the bathroom and closed the door.

When she came out after washing her face, Song Qiyan was no longer in the bedroom. All she could see was a set of clothes on the bed, which was the parent-child outfit they bought together when they went shopping last time.

Jin Ziqi deliberately asked for a day off to attend parent-child activities.

So when she went downstairs, Jin Zhaodong and Su Ningxue had already gone to the company, and only Song Qiyan was in the restaurant.

So-and-so is usually taken out by Aunt Hong to play in the small park in the villa area for a while at this time.

"Come here for breakfast, I have prepared porridge with preserved egg and lean pork." He looked very happy.

However, as soon as Jin Ziqi approached the restaurant, he couldn't help but sneezed, his brows were slightly frowned, when Song Qiyan leaned forward to hand over the porridge, Jin Ziqi backed away in disgust.

"what happened?"

"Did you wear perfume?" Jin Ziqi covered his mouth and nose, the fragrance was really strong.

"No, what's the matter? Is it very fragrant?" Song Qiyan pretended to be innocent.

Jin Ziqi held his breath, lowered his head and drank a few mouthfuls of porridge, and did not resume breathing until his sense of smell was numb.

"Actually, it's just an ordinary event, there's no need to dress up..."

Jin Ziqi couldn't find a suitable adjective.

When she looked at Song Qiyan, who had clearly been well-groomed from head to toe.

However, I can understand Song Qiyan's mood in my heart. As the first time to participate in the activities of my child's kindergarten, it is inevitable that I will be a little joyful.

It's just that a childish sneeze suddenly sounded in the restaurant, "Ah chirp!"

Jin Ziqi lowered his head following the sound, and saw someone standing next to Song Qiyan's chair with his little brow twisted, the chubby hand covering his apple face, shouting dissatisfaction, "It's so stinky! It stinks!"

Song Qiyan's face instantly became heavy, but Jin Ziqi turned his face away and smiled.

Song Qiyan didn't expect that Jin Ziqi would cause such a big commotion in the kindergarten playground.

What was especially unexpected was that she was wearing a pale yellow parent-child outfit, sitting quietly under a banyan tree with downcast eyes, so that almost all the men in the audience couldn't help but leave their eyes on her.

The morning breeze is blowing the beard of the banyan tree, and it is also blowing her long hair scattered across her fair neck.

Song Qiyan was standing not far away with the Coke he just bought, and heard the whispers of several men next to him.

"Did you see that young woman sitting under the banyan tree? I heard that she is a single mother..."

"how do you know?"

"I see her every year, but I don't see the child's father. You see, it's that child."

Song Qiyan, who was standing next to them, also looked in the direction the hand pointed.

The child in everyone's mouth is the Jin family, wearing a light yellow sportswear, wearing a pair of small landlord glasses, holding a little yellow chicken, surrounded by a group of young men.

Song Qiyan tightened his hand holding the Coke, and the can showed obvious dents.

Rivals in love, are all rivals in love naked? !
The dark light was moving, Song Qiyan frowned slightly, and suddenly had an urge to smash these soda cans on the heads of this group of gossiping men, then rushed over to drag her away.

"A very beautiful child! He really looks like his mother, just like a child star on TV."

Song Qiyan squinted at the man who praised so-and-so, feeling sad in his heart——

What eyes, that child obviously looks like him!
"By the way, haven't you been single all these years? It's hard to raise a child by yourself. If you don't get to know her, maybe you can form a happy and well-off family!"

Someone teased a single father next to him, Song Qiyan turned his head and saw a shiny bald head.

The single father stroked his bald head and shook his head with a grin. "How could someone like me? Not to mention her appearance, but her surname already shows the difference between her and us."

Someone added in surprise: "I admit that she is very beautiful, but she is not as unattainable as you said, right?"

The single father just shook his head, "Forget it, but I advise you not to investigate, women are all traps, but she is not a trap, she is more like a well of sweet water."

"How to say?"

"Looking at it once, I think it is very clear and beautiful, but after taking a second look, I start to be fascinated. If I accidentally take a sip, I have to jump down."

The single father said something serious, but the others laughed, "How can you say such an exaggeration, have you already jumped into it yourself?"

"Oh, I don't dare to dance. I'm just walking by the side of the bowl. I haven't even dared to look at me all these years." He touched the tip of his nose and smiled awkwardly. You have to suffer."

The last sentence also completely expressed Song Qiyan's most real thoughts at the moment.

The group of gossiping men walked away in twos and threes because the game was about to start.

Song Qiyan still stood there with his lips drawn and blue face, surrounded by jealousy.

"Ha, ha, ha!" A child's eerie laughter suddenly sounded beside him.

Song Qiyan lowered his head with a gloomy face, and saw that Jin was standing shoulder to shoulder with him with his arms akimbo.

"It's like this every year?" Pointing to the men who were eager to try near the banyan trees.

Jin Moumou nodded like a grown-up, "Yeah! It's like this every year!"

This time, Song Qiyan's face was no longer ashen, but directly became the bottom of the pot that had just been fried.

"Mother, can you tell me which mall you bought your parent-child clothes from?"

(End of this chapter)