Chapter 185
Sleeping should be rewarded, which is something only a five-year-old child can do, but now, the dignified Young Master Huo can do it very handily.

So listening to his words, Song Ci's eyes widened in surprise, and before she could say anything, the man's clear and lingering breath rushed over overwhelmingly, making it impossible to avoid.

And in a trance, Song Ci also felt that he should be haunted——

Gently wrapping her arms around Huo Beiyao's broad back, Song Ci endured it softly like water. When her pajamas were taken off and thrown on the ground, she even had an urge to tell Huo Beiyao that her body had completely recovered. , can do all kinds of things between husband and wife.

But just when she was about to open her lips to say these words, Xiao An'an's loud cry suddenly sounded in the baby room beside her!

Like a sharp knife, the sound cut through the hot atmosphere in the room at once. Song Ci was startled suddenly, and then as a mother, she couldn't continue to do other things.

She blushed quickly, pushed Huo Beiyao's broad chest and said, "You, stop hugging me, I'm going to see An An."

"..." Huo Beiyao took a deep breath, and in the end it took almost all his patience to move his eyes away from Song Ci's charming face, and said through gritted teeth, "You rest here, I'll go see my son .”

"Can you do it alone?" Song Ci asked subconsciously, but just as she finished speaking, she also felt that what she said was nonsense.

Because Huo Beiyao's father is different from other men who have sons and are just throwing their hands away as shopkeepers. It is not an exaggeration to say that Huo Beiyao is better than Song Ci in taking care of children.

So Huo Beiyao lightly touched Song Ci's head, put on the pajamas he had just taken off, and went to the nursery.

Although Xiao An'an was young, he was smart. When he saw his father coming, he softened his crying as if he had found a savior. He whimpered and watched as his father twisted his little butt. After Huo Beiyao checked, he also found that The diapers were heavy and stinky, that's why the baby cried.

So thoughtful and meticulous, Huo Beiyao helped Xiao An'an clean her little butt and put on a diaper again. After doing all this, Xiao An'an lay comfortably in her father's arms and continued to sleep soundly.

But after putting the child down and returning to the room, Huo Beiyao found that the little girl who had been under his blanket had disappeared.

It was obvious that Song Ci had slipped back to his room when he was dealing with the child.

In the messy quilt, it seems that there is still the unique fragrance of Song Ci, which makes people linger in their dreams.

Huo Beiyao's eyes darkened with anger, and at this moment, he suddenly wanted to go to the nursery to beat the child...

But in the end, it is conceivable that Xiao Anan slept soundly until dawn, and when she got up in the morning, Song Ci even went to the baby room to feed him once, so that her son was full, and then hugged him down. Lou, handed him over to Huo Beiyao, and let the child's father take good care of him.

After taking his son and holding him in his arms, Huo Beiyao looked at the neatly dressed Song Ci and asked, "Where are you going so early?"

"Song Zhensheng called me and asked me to go back. It should be to ask about the Jiang family's affairs yesterday." After all, although Jiang's mother no longer intends to hold Song Yunluo accountable, and for the sake of her family, she also suppressed part of the news , but there is no impenetrable wall in the world.

Presumably Song Zhensheng heard some clues, so he asked her to go home and ask.

Not a big deal either.

Huo Beiyao felt relieved, nodded and said, "Let Bai Yu accompany you back, and contact me if you have any questions."

...What's the use of contacting Huo Beiyao?
He was a vagrant, and Song Zhensheng didn't take him seriously at all.

But he didn't want to hurt Huo Beiyao's self-esteem as a man, so Song Ci took all these words to heart, nodded to him with a smile, and then took Bai Yu out of the house.

And when they arrived at Song's house an hour later, the situation was indeed similar to what Song Ci imagined.

He called her home because Song Zhensheng heard that what happened at the Yunjin Hotel last night was related to Song Ci, but because he didn't know the situation, Song Zhensheng was worried that it was Song Ci who made Jiang's family unhappy, so he hurriedly called her back to ask talk.

But after Song Ci told the story exactly, Song Zhensheng's originally dignified face quickly burst into a smile, and he praised Song Ci again and again: "Not bad, little Ci, you did a good job this time! You exposed Song Ci. Yun Luo's shameless plan helped the Jiang family get rid of a big trouble, the Jiang family will definitely thank you very much!"

And Song Ci's face is also his face. Song Zhensheng was worried about not being able to marry the Jiang family before, and the relationship between the two families would become estranged in the future, but now, such worries have been completely dispelled!

So Song Zhensheng waved his hand to let Song Ci go out of the study, and he was happily preparing to call Jiang's family to communicate how unfamiliar his feelings have been in the past few days.

But standing aside and watching lightly, Song Ci only felt that his heart was full of sarcasm.

Because in the past, when Song Yunluo was Song Zhensheng's daughter, if Song Yunluo was harmed by him to do such a thing, then according to Song Zhensheng's eccentric personality, Song Ci would be punished so that he could not even speak.

But now, because he knew that Song Yunluo was not his daughter, Song Zhensheng was so happy when he heard that she was unlucky.

Anyway, Song Zhensheng is really cold-blooded and ruthless as a daughter who has been raised for more than [-] years.

Song Ci thought coldly, then went straight out of the study and went downstairs, ready to leave.

But when passing the living room, unexpectedly, Song Yueqing suddenly stood up from the sofa, took Song Ci's hand enthusiastically and said, "Third sister rarely comes home these days, why is she leaving so soon?" , Sit down and have a good chat with big sister?"

"Big sister and I have something to talk about?" Song Ci raised her eyebrows and asked back; "Could it be that big sister wants to vent her anger on me for Song Yunluo?"

"how can that be!"

Although Song Yueqing was Song Yunluo's older sister, but now in the Song family, Song Zhensheng hated Song Yunluo very much, so on the surface, Song Yueqing had to share his hatred with him.

As for why Song Porcelain was kept in particular, it was because...

Song Yueqing looked Song Ci's slender limbs up and down with a pair of shrewd eyes, and said seemingly unintentionally; "Why does the third sister feel a little different from before these two days? Also, why does this body have a faint milky smell? People who don't know will think you are a mother with a baby!"

Song Ci's eyes suddenly darkened.

Baby?

Did Song Yueqing know about her childbirth?

(End of this chapter)

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