My Bitter Love with Mr. CEO

The depressed mood of the whole night gradually dissipated. When he came back, she could close her eyes at ease and soon fell asleep.

Song Zixuan washed cold water in the bathroom again, and finally calmed down. Thinking of Qiao Xue's woman, he was so angry that he reacted to her. Yes, he is a normal man. Even if he has a reaction, he is normal. Whether Qiao Xue or not, it may be the same with other women. Therefore, he doesn't need to put it in his heart.

When he entered the bedroom, she was already asleep, and song Huan was also asleep. Looking at the picture of them sleeping quietly, he pulled his hair with his hand and decided not to disturb them. At that time, he was one meter eight on the side of the sofa.

After taking a cold bath, he drank a lot. Thinking of Huanhuan, his brow twisted slightly. After drinking wine, he should not appear in front of Huanhuan, so as not to leave a bad impression on her.

As time went by, three of them finally fell asleep.

Outside the window, the moon is covered by thick clouds, and the dark night is more like ink.

The clouds are getting thicker and thicker, and finally they can't help it. A shining thunder and lightning cut through the night sky, roaring, pulling the rain like a broken bead, tilting down.

Song Huan was awakened by the huge thunder, and immediately burst into tears. As soon as the thunder started, Qiao Xue woke up. Hearing the child's cry, she immediately got up in bed and picked up the child in the small bed next to her.

"Good, Huanhuan is not afraid. It's just thunder. It's not afraid." Qiao Xue holds her in her arms and coaxes her quietly, but Huanhuan appears to be awakened by the thunder, disturbed by the good dream, and refuses to coax her.

Song Zixuan also wakes up and walks over. At this time, there is a loud thunder. It seems that the top of her head is about to explode. Qiao Xue herself is also frightened. She is very afraid of such a thunderstorm when she was young.

Song Zixuan looked at them and quickly put them in his arms, "don't be afraid, I'm here."

Hearing song Zixuan's words, Qiao Xue looks up. In his arms, it seems that the biggest thunder doesn't feel so afraid. He is like a god guarding her. This feeling makes her feel very safe.

Huanhuan is still crying in her arms, so they are still crying. Qiao Xue looks at her crying, and she is so anxious that she is going to cry with her. Song Zixuan sees that they are going to cry, and she is very upset.

"Well behaved, don't cry, Huanhuan don't cry. If you have dad, you don't have to be afraid of thunder. Don't be afraid." Song Zixuan took her from Qiao Xue's hand and carried her around the room.

The rain is getting louder and louder, but the thunder is not so frightening. Song Huan finally calms down. His big eyes are staring at Song Zixuan, looking very wronged.

"Good baby, with Dad, don't be afraid of anything. When the sky falls down, dad will support you." Seeing that she stopped crying, song Zixuan was in a better mood.

"Hungry? Honey, have some milk. " Qiao Xue basically has to get up several times every night, and since she gave birth to her, she is very easy to wake up. She always feels that there is something wrong with Huanhuan, and she is nervous.

With milk to eat, Huanhuan feels that the world is perfect again.

The rain didn't abate. It slapped heavily on the window with strong wind. You can imagine what's going on outside at the moment.

Song Huan finished the milk, Qiao Xue changed a diaper for her, coaxed her for a while and then went to sleep.

Children's world is so simple, as long as there is food, everything is beautiful.

Looking at Huanhuan falling asleep, song Zixuan was relieved, and he came back today. Otherwise, what could they do with such a big thunder? I'm scared.

Qiao Xue doesn't dare to put Huanhuan on the small bed any more. She hugs her to the big bed and sleeps next to her. Even if it thunders again, she can be by her side in time. Looking at the way song Zixuan is ready to leave, she is in a bit of a hurry, "Zixuan."

If he didn't go to bed, he would surely sleep on the sofa. How could he sleep comfortably when he was so tall and easy to catch cold.

Song Zixuan stopped and turned to look at her, "what's the matter?"

"Why don't you go to bed? I'm afraid there will be thunder later. " The more she said, the lower her voice. If she invited song Zixuan like this, would he look down upon himself more?

"Good." Song Zixuan thought about it and thought that it was because it was still raining so heavily, so he was more relieved to be around them.

Qiao Xue didn't expect that he agreed so easily. The bed was originally very big, and there was a Huanhuan in the middle. There was still a big position.

Both of them leaned over and stared at song Huan's little face. The little guy was asleep, completely ignoring her parents, who were staring at her at the moment.

Qiao Xue through Huan Huan, see the man directly opposite, just by him a stare, she immediately dare not look at him.

Song Zixuan looked at her this way, suddenly feel happy, why Qiao Xue in his room so natural? But he is so unnatural in his own room.

Thunder occasionally comes, Qiao Xue subconsciously shrinks to song Huan, also worried that she will be scared to wake up by thunder.

Song Zixuan stretched out her arm, let her head rest on her hand, and then said very shamelessly, "many adults are afraid of thunder, even Huanhuan is not as good."

Joe snow heart that depressed ah, this also can compare? But thinking of his head resting on his arm, he decided to forgive him.

"Zixuan, don't drink that wine in the future, OK? Too much wine hurts the stomach. " She is not drunk, but how to practice, she knows.

Hearing her words, song Zixuan was a little displeased and lowered his voice, "who do you think you are? Are you qualified to take care of me? No more nonsense and throw you out the door. "

Qiao Xue bit his lip. He really went too far, but maybe he was used to it. He had immunity to his poisonous tongue.

"You won't really throw me out." This is a positive sentence.

Song Zixuan a, in the heart anger, this woman is so dead to eat certain, he won't really throw her out? To her, he absolutely does not know what is called pitying for fragrance and jade. It's better not to make anything upset him, otherwise, she will definitely look good.

"Shut up and go to sleep." He said two words coldly through his teeth. If it wasn't for Huanhuan, maybe he would have thrown her out of his room and dared to talk back to him here?

Joe snow vomited a tongue, "don't be angry, don't say, Huanhuan, don't learn your father's bad temper."

Now, song Zixuan refused. What is his bad temper? Isn't she angry? You know, from small to large, everyone can only describe him as a gentleman, a gentleman with elegant demeanor, which has nothing to do with bad temper.

"Good daughter, don't listen to your mother's nonsense, you don't want to learn from her, be good, don't talk back to your father, you know?" With that, he could not help touching her smooth face.

Qiao Xue pillow in his arm, perhaps the courage suddenly big, "Huanhuan just don't like you, if you learn your bad temper that miserable, can't marry out to blame you."

"What's wrong with me? You're not determined to talk to me Song Zixuan disdains her words, but she has no persuasion at all.