Sheng Chong's second marriage, Mr. Song is lucky to be pregnant

Chapter 229
Song Yixian frowned, his eyes were as dark as a deep pool: "Speak clearly."

Fang Yuan stood up straight, and said seriously: "Your father seems to be more inclined to Shen Chen, and a small half of the colleagues in the association are also on Shen Chen's side...but the shares they hold are not enough to threaten you. "

Fang Yuan briefly explained the current situation of the company.

Song Yixian's frown deepened a little.

"The Luo family also supports Shen Shen's ban on the president, and there is also the Gu family."

"Gu Yeming."

Speaking of Gu's surname, Song Yixian also had a little impression. I saw him last time, and this person was very close to Luo Xuxu.

In addition, Gu Yeming seemed to have some connection with Shen Chen.

"Check it out, this guy."

Song Yixian ordered, Fang Yuan walked out immediately after getting the order.

……

Song Yingrui and Liang Jincheng came out of the bathroom, and Song Yixian was still working on the desk facing the computer, when he saw the soy milk fritters on the table.

The fried golden fritters look crispy.

In addition, it is also paired with fragrant soy milk, and the mood is much better just by looking at it.

When Song Yingrui saw the delicious food, he jumped up his short legs excitedly, and stretched out his two small hands to make wings, like a little bird.

When Song Yingrui woke up this morning, he was very happy.

Because Xiao Cheng is sleeping on the left, and Dad is sleeping on the right.

This has never happened before, being able to sleep on the same bed with Dad and Xiao Cheng.

After waking up in the morning, Xiaocheng also helped him get dressed, brushed his teeth and washed his face, she was so gentle.

Song Yingrui happily ran to the table, leaned close to his nose and took a deep breath of the aroma.

Then Song Yingrui said happily: "Little orange, it smells so good, it looks delicious."

Liang Jincheng walked up to the child, handed him the chopsticks, and said, "Try it if you like it."

Disposable convenient chopsticks were a bit too big for Song Yingrui. It was not easy for the little man to hold the chopsticks, so he simply used the chopsticks as a fork and poked a deep-fried dough stick.

"Eat slowly, be careful not to burn it." Liang Jincheng ordered from the side, while opening the lid of the soy milk cup to let the soy milk dissipate heat, so that Ying Rui can drink it later.

Song Yingrui blew hard on the fritters twice, then touched them with his hands, and took a bite when he felt that they were no longer hot.

Crispy and smooth, very fragrant.

"Xiao Cheng, it's delicious, you can try it too." Song Yingrui handed the fritters he had bitten into to Liang Jincheng.

Seeing that the little guy was eating so happily, Liang Jincheng's appetite also came up. She didn't dislike the little guy at all, so she took a small bite of the fritters that the little guy had bitten.

Song Yingrui's heart warmed, and he felt that the actions just now were very ambiguous, a bit like an indirect kiss.

Oh, so embarrassing.

Liang Jincheng took another cup, poured it back and forth twice, cooled the soy milk a bit, then handed the soy milk to Song Yingrui, and inserted a straw along the way.

"Drink it slowly, I'll get some for your dad."

With that said, she took a portion of soy milk and fried dough sticks and went to the desk.

Song Yixian sat at his desk early in the morning to process documents, looking very busy.

"Have some breakfast, and deal with things later." Liang Jincheng said with concern, her soft long hair was draped over her shoulders, gentle and beautiful, accompanied by the sunshine coming in from the window, it was very flavorful, like a young woman.

She is not very old, only 24-[-], and most girls have only graduated for less than two years at this time.

Fresh and tender.

After all, it is a woman who has given birth to a child. The difference between a woman and a girl is obvious. No matter how thin you are, there will always be places where there should be flesh.

But Song Yixian still hopes to make her fatter.

Otherwise, he would always worry about her being too weak to use force.

Liang Jincheng looked at Song Yixian, but Song Yixian didn't respond to her words for a long time. Instead, his eyes seemed to see through her, making her a little hot.

Liang Jincheng paused, "You, you can eat, or you can eat later..."

After finishing speaking, she was going to turn around and leave, going to have breakfast with Song Yingrui.

The man took her hand.

Liang Jincheng was startled, "What are you doing..."

The strength in the man's arm was a little stronger, and he easily pulled her into his arms.

Liang Jincheng's back was pressed against Song Yixian's chest, and his lower body sat firmly on his lap.

The pose...is a little shameful.

The hipbone pressed against his thighbone, and it was not comfortable to sit on, so that she blushed instantly because of this delicate feeling.

"You, let me go, Ying Rui is still here..."

She whispered, her voice was low, and she was afraid of what Ying Rui, who was eating fried dough sticks with her back turned to her, turned around and saw something.

Liang Jincheng attaches great importance to the education of children, children are still too young, such things must not be seen by children.

Otherwise, children will have puppy love in the future, and puppy love will easily learn to be bad.

Just like her, puppy love has no good fruit to eat.

Or after becoming an adult, you can only know what you want if you fall in love properly.

Song Yixian didn't let her go, but instead said: "Call my husband to listen, and I'll let you go."

The voice is deep and sexy, and the side face is facing Liang Jincheng. One cheek is bright and the facial contours are clear, and the other side is dark. In short... the profile is also perfect.

Liang Jincheng's ruddy face was as if water could be squeezed out, so he couldn't help but kissed her on the cheek.

The man approached her, and a strong and fresh shaving water filled his nostrils, which was sweet and pleasant.

His hot palm held her little hand, making her soften.

Liang Jincheng, who originally thought the room temperature was very comfortable, felt hot all over.

"You, can't you share the occasion?"

Liang Jincheng blamed her, her face was tense and her eyes were red.

The little white rabbit is in a hurry...

Liang Jincheng wanted to bite him to resist.

Song Yixian raised his eyebrows and said softly: "The occasion is wrong, the time is wrong, but the person in front of me is right anyway."

Liang Jincheng was stunned for a moment, unable to understand the meaning of Song Yixian's words, she was a little ashamed and annoyed, "It's fine if you did that last night, but if you do it today, it's too much."

Last night, this man insisted on lying to her to help him solve the problem. If she refused to agree, this man would not let her go to sleep.

Men don't have a good thing, and they always coax and deceive women.

Bad conduct.

"Xiao Cheng, come and eat quickly, the fritters won't taste good when they get cold." Song Yingrui said while eating the fritters.

The trend of squatting in front of the coffee table with a small body, and then standing up again.

Liang Jincheng's heart skipped a beat. He didn't want Song Yingrui to see himself and his father like this.

He tried his best to push Song Yixian away.

Song Yixian's hands around her waist suddenly loosened, and Liang Jincheng immediately stood up.

Song Yingrui just turned around and stared at Liang Jincheng who was a little flustered. He didn't find anything particularly strange, but asked, "Xiao Cheng, let's eat together."

Liang Jincheng wanted to speak, but Song Yixian cut her off, and said to Song Yingrui, "Come here."

Song Yixian stood up from the desk and took the soy milk and fried dough sticks that were on the table.

Liang Jincheng was still a little nervous. Just then, she really scared her.

Taking a deep breath, Liang Jincheng followed Song Yixian to the coffee table.

All three sat on the sofa.

The little guy imitated what Liang Jincheng did before, using two cups to pour the soy milk back and forth, and the soy milk became much colder in a short while.

"Xiao Cheng, here is the soy milk..."

Liang Jincheng took the soy milk that Song Yingrui handed over, and said with a smile, "Thank you Ying Rui."

"This soy milk is similar to milk, but the taste is not the same as milk, but it is the same as milk. It is delicious."

Song Yingrui giggled, and then said: "Last time I saw a kid soak fried dough sticks in soy milk before eating."

Liang Jincheng had seen others eat it like this, but she didn't think it was so delicious.

Song Yingrui put the fried dough sticks into the soy milk as he spoke.

The deep-fried fried dough sticks were very hard, and they became soft after being placed in soy milk. When Song Yingrui took out the fried dough sticks, they were still dripping with white syrup.

Look, it's kind of disgusting.

It made Song Yixian inexplicably reminded of the joke about "soy milk and fried dough sticks".

But children think it's fun, eat fried dough sticks and dip in soy milk.

Song Yixian looked at Song Yingrui like this, and then turned to Liang Jincheng expressionlessly.

Liang Jincheng didn't have as many affairs as Song Yingrui. He just took a bite of fried dough sticks and drank soy milk.

Youtiao, as the name suggests, is oily. She took a bite of the fried dough sticks, and her mouth was somewhat sticky with oil. When she drank soy milk, she also had a little bit of soy milk on her lips. The milky white soy milk and shiny oil were on her lips. Song Yixian's abdomen tightened.

There are some things that Song Yixian has never done, but he knows.

A meal of breakfast, Song Yixian was tasteless...

After breakfast, Song Yingrui and Liang Jincheng played with building blocks together.

It was not the first time for Song Yingrui to come to Song Yixian's office. He had hidden a box of building blocks here before, and now he just took it out to play.

Song Yixian continued to work in front of the computer.

On the way, Liang Jincheng made two cups of coffee for Song Yixian.

All with milk and sugar.

Song Yixian didn't like this milk and sugar at first, but Liang Jincheng soaked it like this, and Song Yixian drank it like this, and he didn't dislike it.

Looking at his woman and children playing around on the ground, there is an inexplicably peaceful look.

It made Song Yixian very comfortable.

"Xiaocheng, I haven't told you all this time. After you come back to me this time, don't leave, okay? Ying Rui likes Xiaocheng very much. I will be very sad if Xiaocheng leaves. Grandma Bitai passed away. It’s even more sad.”

The little man was holding a building block in his hand, staring blankly at her, his eyes were as clear as lake water, shining with crystal light.

Liang Jincheng's heart seemed to be touched, and a soreness rose from her nose. She put down the building blocks in her hands, and rubbed the child's head, "Ying Rui is already an adult, isn't he?"

Song Yingrui nodded fiercely, "I'm an adult now, and I can take care of Xiaocheng. Although I have no money, my father has money. Don't look at him as fierce as my father, but he actually loves me very much. As long as I There is something to eat, Xiaocheng will definitely not be hungry, Xiaocheng, why don't you leave!"

(End of this chapter)