178 chaotic morning

In the morning, the golden sun fell into the kitchen, plated a golden warm color on the man in a white shirt and black suit trousers, and Ying Ting's side face also softened.

He neatly brought the prepared breakfast to the table. When he turned around, he caught a glimpse of a small figure. He looked up very hard and looked at him with two big round eyes.

Song Chun frowned and walked to the dining table with his eyes aside. The corner of his eyes caught the villain also following him.

He sighed, put down the food at hand, and turned around.

"Why did you get up by yourself? Where's mom?" He asked the little man behind him.

"Mom hasn't got up yet, Dad, I want to eat..."

Song Chun's face stiffened and stroked his forehead. "Go back to the room and ask your mother to eat with you. Dad... It's time to go to work."

Xiaobao blinked and pouted. "What's wrong with mom recently? I'm in bed every day, which makes me late several times."

At this moment, Zhou Yushu, who was complained by her daughter, came downstairs, "Xiaobao, are you speaking ill of your mother again?"

"This is the truth, and I'm afraid that others will say it." A young boy's voice intervened.

At this time, Song Chun's face was blue. Obviously, he was very dissatisfied with this chaotic morning.

Without saying a word, he went upstairs to get his coat and briefcase.

"It seems to be angry." Zhouzhou looked at his father's back and analyzed, and then looked back at Zhou Yushu, who was holding his little sister. "I'll have breakfast with Xiaobao and then take her to school. Go quickly to coax my father, or you will look at his face for several days."

Zhouzhou, who has already entered high school, looks like a man.

"But aren't you going to read early today?"

"There is still time." Zhouzhou put a bowl of porridge for his sister, handed it over, and couldn't help pinching her pink little face.

"Xiaobao, don't pester your father in the morning. He is very angry now." Zhou Yushu kissed her daughter's forehead and walked to the bedroom.

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There was the sound of running water in the bathroom. Zhou Yishu looked down at the white shirt thrown at the door of the bathroom, which was stained with a few drops of oil. Thinking that she had recently become lazy, and Song Chun had to get up early to cook, she couldn't help a trace of apology.

Zhou Yishu walked to the wardrobe and took a striped shirt from inside again.

The bathroom door opened, and Song Chun only tied a bath towel around his waist. His black eyes glanced at the little woman who was smiling at him and hummed.

"I have prepared the shirt for you. Change it quickly."

Seeing him walking to the wardrobe, Zhou Yishu said quickly.

Song Chun did not respond. He opened the wardrobe directly, took out one from the drawer where the inner trousers were specially placed, and then turned his back to Zhou Yishu. He did not avoid whether she was looking at herself and generously took off the bath towel on his waist.

Zhou Yishu stared at his perfect body lines with wide eyes, and her throat unconsciously slid down, and her eyes followed his beautiful and wide shoulders all the way down, sliding over his narrow and powerful waistline, and staying in his strong buttocks.

The soft and boneless little hand quietly climbed up his solid chest. The soft body under the thin nightdress covered the wide back. The body temperature of the two was combined, and the temperature rose sharply.

Song Chun held his underwear in his hand, raised his eyebrows and looked at the little hand swimming like a water snake in his chest. He slowly dressed himself, and his black eyes were as deep as the bottomless lake.

"The company has a regular meeting in the morning." He opened his mouth, but his voice was hoarse.

Zhou Yushu hooked the corners of her mouth, wrapped her arms around his neck, and bullied his lips and pecked hard. "What do you think of delaying for an hour?"

As she spoke, her legs were wrapped around his waist and twisted intentionally or unintentionally.

"An hour? Are you sure you can stay so long?" He kissed her pink lips back and peeled off her nightdress with his big hands.

"Of course, if Xiaobao doesn't bother to ask me to send her to school."

As soon as he mentioned his daughter, Song Chun stiffened his movements, loosened his hand around her waist, and mocked himself, "Why do I forget that the little thing in your heart is more important than me?"

There is a strong sourness floating in the air.

Zhou Yushu stared at the man with a sunken face, and four years did not leave any trace on this man. On the contrary, there is more and more attractiveness of mature men, and their hands and feet are very touching.

Since they started again last year, his love for her is simply outrageous to apply Liu Jiejie's words.

With a son and a daughter, and a husband who is so excellent and loves her so much, she really feels that she is the happiest woman in the world.

However, there are also headaches for her, that is, the father and daughter are very wrong.

Although the two of them were not made up, Song Chun was obedient to his daughter, but since they lived together, his daughter occupied the time that should belong to their world, so Song Chun is very unhappy now.

She sighed helplessly, reached out to smooth the deep scars between his eyebrows, and said softly, "After all, Xiaobao is only four years old, and it is normal to stick to his mother. Besides, I have been busy working and supporting my family before. In the first three years, I spent very little time with Xiaobao. Besides, she is not only my daughter, but also you. The daughter. You can actually be jealous of your daughter. President Song is not afraid of other people's jokes when you say it.

"I didn't." Song Chun took her hand, and the previous boiling desire fell to the freezing point in an instant.

"I'm going to work."

He pushed her away and went to pick up the underwear thrown in ** again. Unexpectedly, he was taken by Nian Tong first and lost it far away.

"Zong Chun, why are you so narrow-minded?" Zhou Yushu couldn't help but be annoyed when she saw that he ran away every time he talked about this topic. Xiaobao is still so young and hasn't provoked you. Why are you angry with her?

"What are you angry about? You don't know?" Song Chun looked at her and said, "I'm not angry with her. I'm angry with you. I'm angry that you left me so cruelly with the unborn baby! I'm angry that you don't take me seriously. No matter whether I'm in pain or not, you only know how to go your own way!"

"But, don't we start over now? Xiaobao also accepted you, and Zhouzhou also likes his sister very much. Isn't that good?

"But as you just said, as a father, I missed the first three years with my daughter. When Zhouzhou was born, my business was very busy, so I ignored his childhood. Now you come again, which is unacceptable to any man."

Zhou Yushu was stunned by his roar. She looked at him stupidly and tried to restrain his emotions, but the blue veins on his forehead were obviously beating handsomely, and her heart suddenly felt extremely painful.

"I'm sorry." She hugged him and burst into tears.

She never thought of how much harm her behavior had caused to Song Chun.

Because after she returned to China, Song Chun has been lowering his posture and pursuing her again, trying to change her mind. He is basically obedient to her and spoils her. Therefore, she doesn't seem to have considered Song Chun's mood at all.

"However, you were so stupid at the beginning and hid your illness from me. I know you love me, but I can't stand the possibility that my child will lose his father as soon as he is born. I love you, but I also love our child. Even if your memory of the past 30 years can never be found, we can have a second three. Ten years, the third thirty years, only when our family is together, I can always be with you and re-establish our memories.