9 billion flash marriage: luxury president busy every night

Then song took out the hair dryer and connected it to the bathroom. See Ji Zhengting still silly standing there, she said: "come here, there is no socket at the door."

Ji Zhengting walked over according to his words.

However, it's a bit of a wife's feeling to see the little woman busy for herself.

The thin shirt dried in two or three minutes. Song Qingcheng put the hair dryer on the side, and then arranged the shirt.

"All right." It looks the same as the new one. Song Qingcheng is satisfied.

Ji Zhengting looked at his body and found that some of the wrinkled areas were flat, just like what he wore in the morning. Little women are really good at it.

He gave her a look of praise.

Song Qingcheng is a little shy. However, I suddenly thought of what he said just now, "that Can you pick up the baby tomorrow morning? I want to stay with him for one night. "

It's a kind of happiness to sleep with your child in your arms.

"You have to go to work tomorrow. Do you want your children to get up at six?" She was willing, he was reluctant to wake up the child before dawn.

Ji Zhengting doesn't have too many rules and restrictions on the discipline of children. In childhood, we should let children fully enjoy their childhood.

"Just pick it up at eight. It's not too early there." As long as she comes to pick up the baby before she goes to work, it doesn't have to be so early.

"Let the kids get stuck in the rush hour?"

Song Qingcheng was stunned.

He is considerate. Eight o'clock is the peak time. It's a little far from where he lives. If it's the peak time, he can't walk for an hour.

I don't know how Ji Zhengting spent his peak every day? Choose a place so far away to live.

"You can choose to go there with the kids. After all, I have to cook myself at night. " Mr. Ji is serious.

Song Qingcheng looks at him and unconsciously shows her eyes questioning his cooking skills.

Ji Zhengting black face, "wait and see!"

He said that he was extremely upset and was despised by this little woman.

"Can you tell me what your body is..."

"Want to try again?"

Before she had finished her words, she was interrupted by the man's words and came over by the building.

"You know I didn't mean that." Song Qingcheng was a little annoyed. It's very serious, but he can always think wrong.

Ji Zhengting's face was right. "I'll tell you tomorrow." The result will come out tomorrow. He can only tell her tomorrow.

Song Qingcheng didn't ask, anyway, tomorrow will be soon. Just a little anxious and uneasy in my heart.

The little woman's worry was very helpful to Ji Zhengting. She lowered her head and branded a kiss on her lips.

Soft lips, kiss up people reluctant to release. Originally just want to Dragonfly water, can't help kissing down, little woman actually take the initiative to cater.

He smiles and kisses deeply.

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In the evening, song Qingcheng dressed her children early and was ready to leave at any time.

She herself, has been struggling with whether to go or not.

I want to spend more time with my child, and I also want to sleep with my child as before. I also worry that my relationship with my child will become weaker and weaker, but because my child follows him, I always feel like an excuse.

My heart has been tangled.

"Mommy, why don't you change? The Housekeeper will be here soon Baozi talks to Mommy.

"How do you know uncle Butler is coming?" Song Qingcheng was so worried when he was told by baozi.

Worried about not being able to make a decision.

"It's getting dark. Uncle Butler must be here. And if it's a little later, uncle Butler says there will be a traffic jam. "

Song Qingcheng looks outside. Today is the weekend. If it's a little later, it's time to go out for dinner. There will be traffic jams on the road. Therefore, the housekeeper always comes to pick up the steamed stuffed bun before others go out.

"Mommy, daddy said that he would make delicious food for us tonight." Small steamed stuffed bun seems to have eaten the same mouth, licked the small mouth.

"Well." Song Qingcheng just gave an absent-minded reply.

"Why don't you go and change your clothes?" Xiaobaozi urged her, and then continued to say: "Dad is so big that he cooked for the first time."

The first time for Mr. Ji, it's really a little alluring.

But song Qingcheng is not rare to say: "the first time cooking, certainly not delicious entrance."

“！” Baozi blinked. "May I be miserable tonight?"

Song Qingcheng was amused by the appearance of the steamed stuffed bun. If song's father heard this, he would be hit hard.

"Mommy, for the sake of my little stomach, would you like to go with me? I don't want to be hungry, and I don't want to be wronged. " Baozi is holding mummy's arm pitifully, shaking and shaking."Well, I'll think about it." Song Qingcheng reluctantly agreed. In fact, my heart has been happy for a long time, and I finally found an excuse to go.

At this time, the phone on Song Qingcheng's desk suddenly rang. Song Qingcheng took a look at the phone, it is a strange number.

"Hello." She answered the phone politely.

"Hello, Miss Song. Mr. Wang sent me to pick up the young master. We'll be downstairs in five minutes. Please prepare Miss Song It's the housekeeper.

"Oh, well, he's ready." Song Qingcheng looks at the cute bun beside him. It seems that the housekeeper is picking him up. Happily, he slides down from the sofa and goes to the room.

"Well, just a moment."

"OK, don't worry."

The end of the phone, song Qingcheng curious little steamed stuffed bun to the room to do? Is there something forgotten?

"Trouble, have you forgotten something?" Song Qingcheng put down the phone, got up and walked over.

"Mommy, change your clothes quickly." Xiaobaozi turned a suit out of the cupboard and gave it to her.

Song Qingcheng looks at the clothes picked by xiaobaozi. She really wants to cry.

This big cold day, unexpectedly chose a skirt for her, want to freeze her mother to death in the street?

"Mommy, you look beautiful in this skirt. Daddy will love it." Xiaobaozi really raised the skirt to her.

"Why do I want him to like it?" Song Qingcheng took the clothes and put them in the wardrobe, but he didn't plan to wear them.

"If Mommy doesn't like Daddy, daddy may like other beautiful aunts." Xiaobaozi is worried that his father will be robbed by other beautiful aunts, so he must dress up for mummy.

"He's going to like it. It's nothing to do with me."

"But it has something to do with me." Xiaobaozi is serious.

"What does it have to do with you?" Song Qingcheng is strange.

"My father likes other beautiful aunts more than others, so he has to plug his little sister with others. I don't like other people's little sisters. I only like mommy's little sister."

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