It makes sense to grab a marriage: don't mess with the savage wife

Chapter 199 Song Qingyi's Ruthlessness (12)

Competing with Tang Yu had consumed too much of Yu Chiguang's energy before, and now he was nestling in Song Qingyi's arms, and the tired tightness all over his body disappeared.

Smelling the familiar breath, I gradually fell into a dream.

When the car stopped at the entrance of the villa, Song Qing raised his head and glanced at Fang Xinxin who came to open the car door, and gave him a quiet look.

Only then did he carefully carry out the person in his arms.

The little girl in his arms was already sound asleep, her beautiful eyebrows were tightly frowned, one hand was wrapped around his neck, the other hand was tightly grasping his neckline, and she didn't let go even when she fell asleep.

Song Qingyi only felt his heart tighten, and put her out of the car with extreme care and walked towards the house. Fang Xinxin had already opened the door and led the way to the bedroom.

Song Qingyi put the person in his arms on the bed, and then covered her with a quilt. Seeing that the wound on her forehead was about to heal, and it became a little more serious, the murderous intent flashed in her eyes.

Fang Xinxin, who was standing behind him, did not dare to leave without instructions.

After a while, Song Qing rang out in a cold voice: "Go get the medicine box and go." After a pause, he said: "Go to Dong Yuan."

"Yes." Fang Xinxin answered and turned to get the medicine box.
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The next morning, Yu Chiguang was awakened by the smell of porridge.

She dazedly stretched out her hand and threw it aside habitually, empty?

Then he sat up with half-opened eyes: "Song Qingyi."

"Here." The voice came from the left.

Yu Chiguang looked aside with his half-opened eyes, and saw Song Qingyi sitting on the single sofa beside him, leaning back, with his legs crossed, and a notebook on his lap Computer, fingers jumping on the keyboard, not knowing what to do.

Seeing the person he wanted to see, Yu Chiguang stopped saying anything, moved his gaze to the side, and saw the steaming bowls and plates on the table aside.

Aww... Song Qingyi is making porridge again, it smells so good and I want to eat it!

Yu Chiguang's eyes, which were still squinted, widened in an instant.

And the person over there who was still busy with the computer just now put down the computer and walked over, sitting on the edge of the bed, with a gentle tone: "Hungry?"

"Yeah." Yu Chiguang nodded again and again, he wasn't hungry at first, but he became hungry when he smelled the porridge...

Song Qingyi reached out and touched her head, then turned around and brought the porridge, along with a side dish.

Seeing this, Yu Chiguang stretched out his hand to pick it up, but Song Qing took advantage of the situation and turned his hand away, leaving her in vain.

Turning around and seeing her dissatisfied stare, he smiled and put the plate of side dishes in her hand: "Here."

After finishing the words, she saw that pair of beautiful big hands that were still jumping in front of the computer just now, holding a spoon and handing it to her.

Yu Chiguang first subconsciously took a bite, and then went to get the bowl with his eyes wide open. It wasn't because his hand was disabled, but because Mao wanted to feed her, could she eat it herself?

Song Qingyi raised his eyebrows, and his voice was a little serious: "Don't move, I'll feed you!"

As usual countless times, Yu Chiguang was stunned by Song Qingyi's eyes, and weakly put down his hands, letting Song Qing feed him a mouthful of vegetables and porridge.

Although this will make her feel disabled, she is still very powerless when she just wakes up. She is happy to enjoy someone who is willing to serve her.

What's more, it is Song Boss who has always been powerful.

After all, she hasn't enjoyed this kind of treatment for many years.

(End of this chapter)