9 billion flash marriage: luxury president busy every night

If he is allowed to sleep on the floor or sofa, he will go to song daddy.

No, I can't go to songbabi. He is now the father's eye of song, and has to help song dad to supervise song mummy and uncle Sue. If he's gone, won't it be a success for Mommy song and uncle Su?

No, no, absolutely not!

Song Qingcheng saw xiaobaozi's worried face and thought that the child was too naive. "Your godmother teases you. Of course, Mommy can only sleep with you. Others can't take your place."

"That's good." It's the bun that's reassuring.

……

They soon arrive at the hotel. Song Qingcheng is busy packing clothes. Xin Yue also helps to tidy up some scattered things.

"Xin Yue, take a rest. You don't have to clean up." Song Qingcheng's voice came from the room.

Recently, there has been no less trouble for Xinyue. She is a pregnant woman, and she is like a queen at home. However, because of her busy schedule, she is very sorry. Why do you want her to help with it?!

"I didn't pack anything, so I just picked up some of your books." Xin Yue returned.

"Just take a rest. If you are tired out later, your barrister will come to me for trouble."

"Well, he didn't dare." But it's absolutely calm.

Song Qingcheng laughs at her. "I didn't expect that the national counsel would be subdued by us, Simpson."

"If I can't bring him down, I'll be dead." I can't be killed by that sultry man.

"Why? Here's a good thing. " Small steamed stuffed bun sitting in the place to turn things, just turned to a long box, seems to see something inside.

Xin Yue has a look at it. It seems that she still has a good collection. She is also curious. Isn't Qing Cheng collecting any cultural relics in foreign countries? She reached for it. "Show me."

She sat on the sofa, but it seemed as if there was nothing in it, as light as an empty box. Xiaobaozi's hand is faster. Take the flowers off the top layer, and then you can see that there is red paper inside, and there are words on the paper

One flower, one world

"Oh, so Mommy song hid this baby here." Small steamed stuffed bun stretched milk sound, seems to be looking for this thing for a long time.

"What is this?" Xin Yue doesn't understand. Isn't it just a piece of paper? Isn't it a treasure?

"Can't the godmother read?"

“……” Xinyue stares at xiaobaozi. Of course she knows Chinese characters, but she doesn't know what it is. "Of course I know Chinese characters, but where do they come from? How precious is your mommy? "

"I don't know where it came from." "Small steamed stuffed bun shakes his head," however, there is one below

"Well? Let me see. " Xin Yue takes away the one above, and there is one below. Seeing the one below, she finally understood why Qingcheng had hidden a piece of paper so well.

"Godmother, what's the word under it?" Xiaobaozi asked her curiously.

"Didn't your mommy tell you?" Xinyue looks at xiaobaozi.

Baozi shakes his head.

"Down here, it's your daddy and your mommy."

"Well?" Xiaobaozi looked at the words above and blinked.

Song Qingcheng would come out of the room and see the things in Xin Yue's hand at a glance. There was a little tension in her eyes. "Song, please, you're tampering with mommy's things again."

Mingming is dissatisfied with xiaobaozi, but song Qingcheng goes directly to Xinyue, takes things from Xinyue, and puts things in it.

"Mommy, godmother said, I don't know the words on that piece of paper. It's Mommy and daddy. Is that so?" Xiaobaozi asked her with his head tilted.

He just doesn't understand why Daddy and Mommy are on the paper? And there are no photos.

Song Qingcheng flattens his mouth and stares at Xin Yue. He says nothing and goes back to the room with his things.

……

They don't have much to say, but they pack up several bags.

It's ready. It's noon. They went out to eat together and were ready to move in the afternoon. Originally called Su Yu to eat together, but he said he and his friends together, did not come.

After dinner, they hired a car from a moving company to check things directly and take charge of moving them upstairs.

Song Qingcheng didn't rush to clean up, but first did the sanitation in the new house.

"Qing Cheng, why don't you clean up first? I'll take the trouble to go out for a walk." Xin Yue sat bored and said to her.

After all, it's downtown. There are lots of fun places everywhere.

"There are many people here. Would it be too dangerous for you to have a child like this?" Song Qingcheng was a little worried about her.

"If it's OK, I'll go for a walk where there are few people. It seems that I ate too much just now. I'm not very comfortable now. " To be exact, Xinyue found that she now seems to have a little bit of hindsight feeling of pregnancy and vomiting.

"Well, don't go too far. Trouble, you accompany your godmother to go out for a walk. Remember you can't run around, you know? " Song Qingcheng puts on the coat to the child, exhorts him."Don't worry, Mommy song. I will take good care of godmother." Xiaobaozi looks like a little man.

But song Qingcheng and Xin Yue laugh together. It's naive of him to say that he should take care of people even though he is such a person.

Xiaobaozi was laughed at and hummed, "you mustn't laugh at me. What I said is true. When I grow up, I'll build a big house and lock up mom song and godmother to take care of them together. "

"Well, we are your prisoners?" And locked up to take care of them.

"I mean, you live together and I take care of you." They are still young, and their language ability is not well controlled.

"Then you have to tell your Godfather first. If he agrees, I can't wait." The point is, it's impossible to agree.

"Oh, I'll talk to my godfather next time." Xiaobaozi is absolutely serious.

"Stinky boy, don't dream of your spring and autumn. If you dare to say that in front of your godfather, I promise it will be hard for you to see your godmother next time. " Song Qingcheng quickly stops his son's innocent behavior.

"Godfather is not that mean person, is he?" Every time I buy him a lot of gifts and delicious food. He just takes his godmother home to take care of him. Shouldn't his godfather thank him?

"Can it be measured by being mean or not? If you marry a beautiful wife in the future, will you let her go

"Why not? I'll marry a few more Xiaobaozi said with disapproval.

Xin Yue laughed.

“……” Song Qingcheng has a black face. This kid thinks about it. Less than three years old, I want to marry more wives. When I grow up, why not?