After making up his mind, Song Nianchen's expression changed and he became extremely well-behaved.
He asked softly: "You are my cheap dad?"
"Pfft" Song Qingyou, who had just drank water, couldn't help but spit out the water in his mouth when he heard Song Nianchen's words.
This brat wants to trick his mother again.
Lu Jingchen, who had always behaved in the same way even when Mount Tai collapsed, couldn't help but be stunned after hearing the little milk baby's question.
After realizing what he said, I felt happy in my heart.
Since he was Song Qingyou's son, of course he was his own son.
"Well.
What's your name?"
Lu Jingchen held the child in her arms and walked to the sofa nearby to sit down.
"Well, what's your name?"
Song Nianchen asked with his head held high.
"My name is Lu Jingchen."
"Do you like my mommy?"
"like."
"do you like me" "like."
"Will you be good to my mommy?"
"meeting."
"Then will you be good to me?"
"meeting."
"Then do you have money?"
"have."
"How many" "There are many."
"Daddy, my name is Song Nianchen.
It means Song Qingyou misses Lu Jingchen."
After hearing the answer he wanted, Song Nianchen quickly kissed Lu Jingchen's cheek and said with joy on his face.
Hearing the little milk baby's answer, Lu Jingchen's eyes quickly flashed with a glimmer of light.
He looked at the little milk baby and asked leisurely: "How do you know this is what it means?"
Hearing Lu Jingchen's question, Song Nianchen said with some contempt: "You don't understand such an obvious meaning.
No wonder you can't catch up with my mommy."
Then he continued: "My mommy likes me.
My name was given to me by mommy.
Mommy said it was a very story-telling name at the time.
I didn't understand what it meant at the time.
But now that I see my dad, I finally understood.
It turns out that my name is a bag of dog food that I can’t finish.”
Song Qingyou looked at the two people, one big and one small, in front of him with a depressed face.
After hearing the serious words of my baby, I wanted to cover his little mouth full of nonsense.
Has he forgotten that in addition to telling him that his name has a story, he also told him that the character "chen" in his name represents the sun, moon and stars, not Lu Jingchen?
Lu Jingchen glanced at the woman lying on the bed, looking like I couldn't hear anything, and her eyes were full of smiles.
Well, from now on, I seem to have a divine assist.
Through this period of getting along, with the help of Song Nianchen, some subtle changes have occurred between Song Qingyou and Lu Jingchen.
There is always an unspeakable tacit understanding between the two.
There are many things that Song Qingyou doesn’t need to say.
Lu Jingchen always He would easily understand what she meant, which often surprised Song Qingyou.
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The pink roses placed on the windowsill swayed in the wind, adding a touch of vitality and warmth to the plain white ward.
On the sofa not far away, Lu Jingchen lowered her head as always, flipping through various documents sent by the company, perhaps making up her mind.
The reason why she decided not to go to the company was that Lu Jingchen always dressed casually during this period, less rigorous and more gentle.
Beside him, there was a little milk baby sitting quietly.
The little milk baby was looking at Lu Jingchen with admiration, looking well-behaved and sensible.
Sister Keer is indeed right, men who work hard are the most handsome.
Next to the little baby, there was a snow-white dumpling nestled in a deep sleep.
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