Black-bellied husband dotes on his wife: You can't escape

Chapter 22
Song Junxuan squeezed his feet into the slippers, winked at his parents lying on the bed, pouted his buttocks and ran towards the door.

Opening the door, she said, "Aunt Zhen has prepared delicious food, I'll eat it first, I won't keep it for you."

"Heh, you're quite good at changing the subject!" Lan Chenze's voice suddenly reached Song Shixia's ears.

He lifted the quilt, pulled down Song Shixia's hair that was still stuck to his chest, got up and moved towards the bed.

Hearing Song Shixia's soft cry, she fell into her arms, pressing her hand where it shouldn't be.

He sucked in a breath of cold air and quickly pushed Song Shixia away, growling hoarsely: "Shit".

The atmosphere was extremely embarrassing. Although Song Shixia didn't have a lot of affairs, she still had common sense of Chen Bo. She lowered her head and said repeatedly, "I'm sorry, I didn't mean it."

He hastily lifted the quilt, forgot to put on his shoes, and ran out of the bedroom without looking back.

Lan Chenze looked at Song Shixia's fleeing back, feeling thoughtful.

Song Shixia stood in front of the mirror in the bathroom and looked at herself with a flushed face and rapid heartbeat. She took a glass of water and rushed towards the mirror. The water flowed down and stained the mirror. She couldn't see her foolishness for a moment. She lowered her head and brushed her teeth vigorously and quickly.

Lan Chenze, who was about to come in to wash up, saw this scene all in his eyes, and smiled lightly, not afraid of poking his mouth out with such vigor.

Restoring his expression expressionlessly, he walked to Song Shixia's side and picked up the washing cup.

Song Shixia suddenly felt the pressure doubled, rinsed her mouth three or two times, and nervously applied toothpaste on her face as a facial cleanser, feeling embarrassed and at a loss.

He quickly splashed the water, washed his face and hurried outside.

Lan Chenze burst into laughter instantly, took the toothpaste and smelled it, frowned, and continued to wash in a good mood.

As the door closed, Song Shixia stomped her feet angrily, slapped her forehead heavily and said, "Zhen Er!"

The butler feels that the atmosphere at home seems to be different today, it is unclear, ambiguous and depressing.
Lan Chenze didn't seem to be in that bad mood.

After thinking about it, isn't the young man nowadays just arguing at the head of the bed and at the end of the bed?
After breakfast, Song Shixia was about to send Junxuan to school, Lan Chenze got up and took Junxuan's hand and said, "I transferred him to Lantian today."

Song Shixia was surprised. Lantian was a super luxurious and aristocratic kindergarten with top-notch teaching qualifications. She never thought that Junxuan would enter such a good school one day.

He just stood there blankly and forgot to move.

"what happened?"

"Mr. Lan, I think it's too extravagant for Junxuan to go to such a good school. He's still so young, I"

"Song Shixia, have I ever told you that I hate the way you look the most at this moment? Junxuan calls me dad now, and I have to give him the best. My Lan Chenze's son will always be beautiful Light. Do you understand?"

Song Shixia's mouth opened like an egg, she squirmed her lower lip, shut her mouth, and succumbed to Lan Chenze's domineering and powerful aura.

"By the way, and, have I ever told you that I don't like you always calling me Mr. Lan?"

"No..." Song Shixia searched all the information in her mind, but she had never heard this word.

"I'm telling you now."

"Then what shall I call you?"

"Think for yourself!"

After Lan Chenze finished speaking, he left Song Shixia a back view, and walked into the car, Junxuan was lying on the car door with his head tilted and waving his little hands at them.

Song Shixia thought about it.

(End of this chapter)