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

Chapter 552 Movement
"Father said I couldn't leave his sight. He said you entrusted me to him." Junxuan hugged Song Shixia's neck, and said all the words that he had held back for a long time.

"Are you suing in front of me?" Lan Chenze walked over and said in a deep voice.

Junxuan twitched a bit, and quickly hid in Song Shixia's arms, pulling away Song Shixia's clothes to block himself.

Seeing Junxuan's actions, Lan Chenze's face darkened even more.

He hugged Junxuan, Song Shixia was afraid of hurting Junxuan, so he let go.

"Ah, I want my mother to hug me." Junxuan groaned and raised his hand to cover his face.

Lan Chenze patted his butt lightly, and said seriously: "You can't always hide in your mother's arms, a man should have a manly air."

Junxuan put down his hands, pouted, and muttered: "You are jealous, you are not ashamed to be jealous of children."

After finishing speaking, looking up at Lan Chenze, Junxuan immediately lowered his head in shock.

Seeing Lan Chenze's terrified appearance, Song Shixia shuddered in her heart, stretched out her hand to hug Junxuan, and said gently.

"You guys, just talk well. He is still jealous in front of me. He is my son, and it is normal for a son to rely on his mother. And you, you are my husband. I can't favor one another. I will treat you well if you treat me well." Hello."

This is the first time the little woman has said that he is her husband, and she hardly even bothers to call him by his name, let alone her husband.Hearing it now, I suddenly felt the anger in my heart dissipate.

"Okay, what should I do, don't block me." After saying that, she put Junxuan on the ground and strode out, leaving two men, one big and one small, staring at each other in the master bedroom. Stare small.

Junxuan couldn't resist Lan Chenze's aura, before Lan Chenze could speak, he slipped downstairs.

Lan Chenze watched the door being slammed shut, and the corners of his eyes twitched. This little guy seemed to treat him too well at ordinary times, and he forgot that he also had a temper.

Song Shixia came to the kitchen to see what Aunt Zhen was cooking for dinner.

At the back, she rolled up her sleeves and started cooking.

"Oh, ma'am, I can do all these." Aunt Zhen said anxiously.

"It's okay, I'll just fry a few home-cooked dishes, you cook your own, don't worry about me." Song Shixia flipped over the pot with a spatula.

Junxuan walked to the door, half-lying on the door, looking at Song Shixia's busy figure, not noticing that there was already a person standing behind him.

Lan Chenze's face was not as ugly as before, and now there was a gentle smile.

When Song Shixia finished her work, she looked back at the door and was taken aback for a moment.

"What are you doing at the door?" After washing her hands, she went to the door and pinched Junxuan's cheek.

"Mom, why did you remember to cook by yourself today?" Junxuan grabbed Song Shixia's finger and played with it.

Lan Chenze pursed his lips, turned and left without saying anything.

Song Shixia curled her lips slightly and sighed; "What a weird person."

"Mom, what did you just say? I don't understand." Junxuan let go of Song Shixia's hand, scratched his head, and asked in a low voice.

"Ah, it's nothing. My mother said that Junxuan should grow up quickly. When he grows up, he can take care of his mother and cook for her."

"Mom, I don't know how to cook, but I will find a woman to cook for you in the future." Junxuan said plausibly with his small body upright.

The two walked towards the living room while talking, unexpectedly, Lan Chenze, who was sitting on the sofa, turned around and gave a low heck.

"Really? In the future, you will marry a woman and come back to cook for your mother?"

(End of this chapter)