Hidden marriage wife, too provocative!

If you can be so close to your son, who wants to be this bad guy?

In less than ten minutes, Jingxing drank a bottle of milk.

Put down the bottle, Lu Meng put his head on his shoulder, patted him on the back with one hand and patted out the milk burp.

"Our scenery is great."

Suddenly, Lu Meng gave a low "ah", and song Yunchi frowned, "what's the matter?"

Feeling her neck cool, Lu Meng carefully took Jingxing down and looked at it. Sure enough!

The little guy's drooling!

A bright silver thread pulled away from her shoulder.

"You little villain, deliberately make trouble with your mother, don't you?" Lu Meng pretended to be angry and pinched his face.

Jingxing grinned and smiled foolishly.

Just about to bend over to smoke the paper towel on the tea table, she found that someone had handed the paper towel to her eyes.

"Wipe it."

If a man is low, he doesn't have much ups and downs.

It's like there's no emotion.

After hesitating for a few seconds, Lu Meng felt that there was no need to save his face, so he took it.

After a random wipe, he kneaded the paper towel into a ball and threw it into the dustbin.

"Didn't wipe it clean."

Lu Meng didn't care. His son's saliva was not dirty. "It doesn't matter."

On his neck, suddenly came the touch of wiping with a paper towel.

She was stunned.

The body gradually stiffened.

Even the breath was subconsciously held.

What's he doing?

Why do you do such an ambiguous act?

Song Yunchi had no idea what his actions meant to her.

Of course, he is even less likely to know. At this moment, Lu Meng thinks he is very frivolous.

Also feel depressed.

Want to hurry to please this atmosphere.

Fortunately, after drinking milk, Jingxing, who had cried before, was tired.

Lu Meng held her in her arms and soon fell asleep.

Lu Meng breathed a sigh of relief. She lowered her eyes and never wanted to see song Yunchi. "Jingxing is asleep. I hold him upstairs to have a rest."

Then he stood up.

What she said just now was to inform him, not to ask for his consent.

Song Yunchi's face was gloomy, and his thin lips were tightly pursed. The fierce Qi emerging from his eyebrows made the air pressure drop suddenly for a time.

The servants looked at each other and were afraid that they would quarrel again.

It's not easy for miss to be with the young master, but we can't quarrel any more.

Moreover, parental quarrels have a profound impact on children.

"Mr. Song, it's lunch break now. Miss has the habit of taking a nap..." the servant explained carefully.

I'm afraid Song Yun will be angry for this.

Song Yunchi took a deep breath and stood up. Lu Meng heard the footsteps following behind him, and her hair stood up.

My heart is flustered.

Her disordered steps and anxious appearance angered song Yunchi.

The temper of forbearance broke out at last.

He stepped forward, stood in front of her and stared at her coldly, "are you so afraid of me?"

Drooping her eyes and looking at Jingxing sleeping in her arms, Lu Meng just wanted to send him away as soon as possible. Don't quarrel with Jingxing, "No."

"You haven't looked at me since I came in. Lu Meng, what are you afraid of? "

This feeling is damn bad!

"I didn't..."

"Then look at me!"

Lu Meng lowered her head and stiff neck.

"Look up at me!" Increase the volume.

Lu Meng was so frightened that he subconsciously took two steps back, hurriedly raised his head and glanced at him.