Mr.President Dotes On His Wife Crazily

Song he was in such a bad mood that his sweetheart, whom he had been looking forward to for a few days, was right in front of him.

Is his mother going to let LAN Xiao go?

Does this mean his life?

If it wasn't for his second sister to block LAN Xiao, he couldn't imagine the consequences of that slap on LAN Xiao's face.

When he thought of the possibility, he was furious.

The anger in Song Hefeng's heart is rising.

He tightly pulls LAN Xiao, does not let her go.

Then he pointed to Mrs. song.

"Mom, how can you do that? LAN Xiao is my classmate. I asked my second sister to help me and asked her to come. Why are you so rude to her? Well, if you want her to go, I'll go too. I really don't want to stay in this family. "

Mrs. song opened her eyes and looked at her son incredulously.

Then he realized that if she didn't comply with her son, the boy would have to fight with her completely.

These days, he doesn't eat or drink, and he doesn't go to school, but he makes her sad.

Now that he can get out of bed and say he wants to eat, the change is enough to make her gape.

She couldn't help looking at LAN Xiao again.

When she saw her son holding the girl's arm tightly, her eyes flashed a dim light.

"Son, you You What are you saying. Is this girl really your classmate

Song Hefeng is a little impatient. He frowns and looks at Mrs. song.

"Mom, are you bored? Let someone get me something to eat. I have something to say to my classmates."

Finish saying this sentence, he does not look at other people, pulled LAN Xiao into the room.

Bang, shut the door completely.

Mrs. Song Wei stood at the door, pale and angry.

But she did not dare to continue to ask, for fear of provoking the little ancestor.

She glanced at Song Qiaoqiao and snorted coldly: "why didn't you say earlier that he Feng invited her here? Because of this, I was blamed by Hefeng... "

Song Qiaoqiao's eyes twinkled with a trace of grievance. She bit her lip and said, "mother, I just said that."

Mrs. song glared at her: "I didn't hear you. All right, you watch here, don't go anywhere, listen to the command of Hefeng at any time. "

Song Qiaoqiao nodded and lowered his eyes.

Mrs. song chuckles and looks at Jiang Qingyun gently.

"Qingyun, come with me. Let's prepare food for Hefeng. I remember you can make snacks, right? "

Jiang Qingyun glances at Song Hefeng's room hesitantly. She smiles and nods to Mrs. song absently.

"Well, I'll make a snack."

"Well, let's get ready." Mrs. song immediately pulled Jiang Qingyun out of here.

Mrs. song naturally saw that Jiang Qingyun was absent-minded. She came from her youth. How could she not understand Jiang Qingyun's mood at the moment?

She approached Jiang Qingyun for a few minutes and said a word of relief in a low voice.

"Come on, don't think too much. This girl is just a classmate of Hefeng. Don't worry, our song family can't marry any other girls. Anyway, the best daughter-in-law in my mind, I don't like anyone but you. You, put your heart in your stomach. "

Jiang Qingyun heard this, a glimmer of joy flashed in his eyes.

She is happy to hook lips to smile, but still tentatively asked a sentence.

"Auntie, if he He fell in love with a girl, but she had to? What if, in the end, he doesn't hesitate to have a quarrel with the Song family for the sake of that girl? Will you always oppose it and not compromise easily? "

Mrs. song's eyes twinkled, and she chuckled.

This question, she did not directly answer, but found a topic to shift away.

I'm kidding. If her son really meets a girl he likes very much, she can't bear to look at his son's request.

Although it's important to be in the right family, it's not as important as her son.

As for her son's bad temper, if he didn't follow his will, he might make something ridiculous.

Moreover, most importantly, she was afraid that her opposition would hurt their mother child relationship.

Therefore, Mrs. song has already been psychologically prepared.

If it's true that her son falls in love with a girl to such an extent that she has to say something, she will also fulfill her son's wish, so that he can get what he wants and hold the beauty back.

Although it is very important to inherit the family, marriage with the right people will increase the status of her song family.

But all this, in her eyes, is not as important as her son's happy marriage.

She didn't want his son. She regretted that she couldn't be with the person she liked all her life.

Comparatively speaking, Mrs. song is a very open-minded woman.

Her thoughts, unlike those of other ladies, only think about the right family, only think about the background, even if her son likes, also want to try every means to block.In her heart, nothing is as important as her son.

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Song Hefeng pulls LAN Xiao into the room. The second he closes the door, he immediately releases LAN Xiao's hand.

His face slightly red, with a trace of shyness, secretly looked at LAN Xiao.

"Lan Xiao, I just offended you. I hope you don't get angry. My mother, she is such a temper, you don't have the same opinion with her. "

LAN Xiao looks at the big boy with a red face in front of her. She can't help feeling a little cute.

She pursed her lips and gave him a smile.

"It's OK, that slap didn't hit me in the face. After all, you suffered."

Song Hefeng is very nervous. He laughs and points to the sofa beside him. He asks LAN Xiao to sit down.

LAN Xiao glanced at the direction of the door: "master song, please come in as well. After all, I have a boyfriend. It's easy to misunderstand that I have a single boy and a few girls in the same room."

Song Hefeng's bright eyes suddenly became dim.

The corners of his mouth that he raised gradually became stiff.

"Oh, well, I'll let my second sister in."

With that, he approached the door and opened it.

Song Qiaoqiao did not leave, see song Hefeng open the door, she asked: "what's the matter?"

"Come in, too." Song Hefeng said.

Song Qiaoqiao walks into the room and glances at the sad song Hefeng.

Song Hefeng walks up to LAN Xiao again, and his voice is a little uneasy: "what do you like to drink? Juice or yogurt? "

LAN Xiao light smile, back: "juice bar, thank you."

Song Hefeng waved his hand and listened to her thanks. His heart was aching.

He pulled his lips, opened the fridge and took more than one bottle of juice.

He hugged full of, all kinds of juice are moved to the tea table in front of LAN Xiao.

"I don't know what kind of juice you like. You can choose your own Or, you can take a sip of everything. "