Lu Jingchuan, who was far abroad, couldn't help sneezing, rubbed his nose, and thought to himself: Which brat is trying to trick me again.
Song Qingyou had long been accustomed to her baby's brain circuitry, so she didn't react much.
Lin Qian, who had always been quiet, smiled slightly after hearing Song Nianchen's words, and asked lightly: "Lu Jingchuan is really your little brother.
If you ask him to go west, he really doesn't dare to go east."
After finally hearing the beautiful sister's answer, Song Nianchen was not happy at all.
Instead, he asked with a sad look on his face: "Sister Qianqian really likes my uncle better.
Is there anything good about him?
Is he as good-looking as me?
Is he as cute as Song Shishi?"
Hearing Song Nianchen's words, Lin Qian couldn't help but smile.
In the eyes of the little baby, Lu Jingchuan is not as good as a dog.
For this reason, he made a decision as a friend.
Song Nianchen looked at Lin Qian, thinking that such a beautiful young lady would be harmed by Lu Jingchuan in the near future.
A trace of unwillingness flashed across her face, and she still refused to give up and asked, "Sister Qianqian really doesn't want to consider me and Song Shiwu."
Lin Qian was stunned for a moment, then stretched out her hand to hold Song Nianchen's little hand, and said with a smile, "Nice to meet you."
As soon as he finished speaking, he saw a smile on Song Nianchen's face, and said arrogantly: "Sister Qianqian has discernment, and we will be friends from now on.
I wonder how my uncle can compare to me and Song Shiwu."
Lin Qian touched Song Nianchen's head in a funny way and said with a smile, "Heroes see the same thing."
Song Qingyou looked at the two people who suddenly became close and shook his head in amusement.
It seemed that his brother-in-law had offended many people.
When Lu Jingchen returned to the villa, it was already after eleven o'clock in the evening.
Walking into the bedroom, he saw Song Qingyou leaning on the bedside, holding a little baby in his arms, telling stories attentively, talking about interesting points, and communicating with each other.
Warm lights poured down, illuminating the surroundings.
Adds a touch of soft color.
Seeing such a scene, Lu Jingchen's heart warmed up, and a trace of tenderness appeared in his eyes involuntarily.
This was how he had always defined home.
No matter when, there is always a light and a person waiting for you, and all of this will become an expectation.
“It’s so late and I still haven’t slept yet” A sudden sound sounded in the bedroom.
Song Nianchen turned his head.
When he saw Lu Jingchen entering the room, he shouted happily: "Daddy, give me a hug."
Lu Jingchen walked over, held the baby in her arms, and asked calmly: "Why are you here?"
"Forehead" Song Nianchen: If you are so disgusted, you have forgotten who helped you find a wife in the first place.
"I miss Daddy, and Mommy has promised to let me sleep with her tonight."
Hearing his words, Lu Jingchen frowned and glanced at Song Qingyou who was leaning on the bedside, nodding and smiling.
Well, my wife has already spoken, and I have nothing to say.
"Then be careful and don't touch mommy's legs."
After receiving Lu Jingchen's agreement, Song Nianchen couldn't help but cheered, and then kissed Lu Jingchen on the cheek: "Daddy is the best, hmm."
The inner os of the little devil: If you send me away, you won’t be able to sleep with mommy alone for the next half month, hum.
Looking at the extremely excited little baby, Lu Jingchen's eyes flashed with doubts, but she didn't go into details.
She just put him back on the bed and turned to the bathroom.
Spend all my time just for you :