Black-bellied husband dotes on his wife: You can't escape

Chapter 433 I have to do it myself

Song Shixia stopped, hugged Junxuan into her arms, and said softly: "No, it's just that Junxuan shouldn't speak like this in the future, it will make people feel rude. In fact, our Junxuan is a sensible and good boy, right?"

"Well, Mom, I understand, it won't be like this in the future." Junxuan hugged Song Shixia's neck, and kissed her on the face.

Song Shixia felt her heart melted, she chuckled lightly and said, "You are so good."

Lan Chenze embraced them from the side, glanced at Junxuan in Song Shixia's words, and said lightly: "You seem to have something to say?"

Junxuan heard the steady voice above his head, and when he looked up, he saw his father's upside-down face dangling in front of his eyes.

He stretched out his hand to push Lan Chenze's face aside, and said with a smile: "It's not that I don't say anything, but I'm afraid that I will. Mom is angry with me."

Song Shixia's ears twitched, she looked at Junxuan calmly, and said softly: "If you have something to say, you should speak it out bravely, how can you say half of it and hide half of it?"

"Oh, I see." Junxuan rubbed against Song Shixia's injury.

Lan Chenze let go of Song Shixia, glanced at a slightly higher place ahead, and said, "Let's go there, there are no people, be quiet."

"Okay." Song Shixia replied softly, following the man's pace and walking behind.

Junxuan finally lifted his head from Song Shixia's arms, turned his head to look at the direction Lan Chenze was walking, and said softly, "Why do you want to change places! You can play golf here."

Lan Chenze walked slowly, and didn't stop until the little slope he mentioned.

"There is also something called mood and artistic conception in playing basketball. After being quarreled by those people just now, how can you still have the mind to play? Doesn't Junxuan like the family alone?"

Junxuan glared at Lan Chenze rascally: "Of course I like it! I like it even in my dreams."

Song Shixia's heart softened suddenly when the child puffed her cheeks to argue. She walked behind Junxuan, leaned over and hugged Junxuan's small body from behind, held Junxuan's hand with one hand, and said softly: "Come on, Mom taught you how to play ball."

Junxuan twisted a bit, and broke away from Song Shixia's embrace: "Mom, I'll do it myself, I can't concentrate on playing with you like this!"

"Why? I'm not a scourge, so you're still afraid that I won't succeed?" Song Shixia pinched Junxuan's cheeks, thinking in her heart that the sensuality is so good, white and tender.

Junxuan patted Song Shixia's hand, and said arrogantly: "Mom, are you sure your skills from so many years ago are still suitable for your current style of play?"

Song Shixi had black hair, looking at Junxuan, she suddenly felt a sense of frustration in her heart, as if she had never been particularly proud in front of Junxuan, she could show off her skills. "

Lan Chenze laughed softly twice, and said: "So in the end, both of you have to be taught by me personally."

Junxuan cheered, ran up to Lan Chenze, hugged his thigh: "Father, teach me now, I really want to learn."

The corners of Lan Chenze's eyes twitched, and he said softly: "Why do you think Junxuan likes to hug his thighs!"

Song Shixia glanced at Junxuan suspiciously, and found that his two chubby hands were slipping off Lan Chenze's legs and retracting to her side.

"Can you teach it alone? I'll teach him." Suddenly a bright voice sounded behind him.

Lan Chenze narrowed his eyes, and said, "Isn't Mr. Liang talking with his business partners? Why did you come to us so leisurely?"

(End of this chapter)