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

Chapter 238 I Have the Key to Open Your Door

Liu Ying's face turned pale: "I sent someone to stare at her for so long, and finally got the chance, how could I know that Shen Shen was there, damn it."

Song Yancheng pursed his thin lips, "Damn it, if Shen Chen dies, even if you have nine lives, it won't be enough."

Liu Ying lowered her head, her face full of guilt, "Yes, it's not enough compensation."

After all, Shen Shen's life was connected with Song Yancheng's.

Liu Ying clasped her hands tightly, calmed down the color on her face, and asked in a low voice: "Are you okay, what did the doctor say."

Song Yancheng glanced at her and narrowed his eyes, "What do you think the doctor will say, or what do you hope the doctor will say?"

Liu Ying smiled awkwardly, and took a step back unconsciously, "No, no, of course I wish you well, and when Shen Chen recovers, let's discuss this matter with him."

Song Yancheng snorted coldly, his eyes were sharp, "Discussion? Is there a need to discuss this matter?"

Liu Ying was stunned, her heart skipped a beat, "But... But no matter what, he is your son."

Song Yancheng laughed out loud, "Ask him if he takes my father seriously?"

Under Liu Ying's heavy makeup, a face suddenly became cloudy and wrinkled, "Anyway, if you want to take down Song Yixian, you still have to be Shen Shen, the old lady's will is in Shen Chen's hands, you should Clearest."

Song Yancheng naturally understood, and he knew better than anyone else that the next road must be sunk in it.

How difficult it is to push Song Yixian down from his current position.

But the old lady's will gave him a chance.

"Well, I know, I know what to do." Song Yancheng roughly read the content of the will, but it was not complete.

All I know is that the old lady is willing to make Shen Chen one of the heirs of the Song family.

He didn't know about the other additional conditions.

Shen Chen hasn't found a lawyer to disclose his will for a long time, and he doesn't know what his plan is.

Song Yancheng's nephritis has worsened...

If the kidneys are not good, the most direct reaction is uremia.

He has undergone hemodialysis twice this month, and if there is no suitable kidney source, various complications will occur.

How long he can live is up to the sky.

As for this kidney source, the only one who can match him at present is Shen Shen.

Song Yixian's is not good, Song Beilang's is not good, Song Jingjing's is even more impossible, Song Yingrui is still young and doesn't even think about it...

There is only Shen Shen.

But Shen Shen obviously didn't take his father seriously.

Song Yancheng raised his eyebrows slightly, and stared at Liu Ying with a cold gaze, "You should know to keep your mouth shut about my affairs, and let out a little rumor, no matter how you reveal it, I will blame it on you."

Liu Ying was so intimidated by Song Yancheng, her face paled instantly, and she nodded in a panic.

……

In the Song family villa, Liang Jincheng mixed water for Song Yingrui, and then helped him find a set of autumn clothes and long trousers.

Taking advantage of this gap, the little guy took off his clothes and jumped out of the bathtub.

The little man showed his little arms and legs, so fleshy, not to mention how cute.

When Liang Jincheng entered, the little man even covered his butt with a towel.

I don't know where he learned it from.

Liang Jincheng went into the bathroom and wiped the shower gel on the little man, his fleshy and slippery little body was very soft to the touch.

"Lu la la lu la lu la lu la la, lu la la lu la lu la lu la, I love bathing turtles falling..."

Song Yingrui was rubbing bubbles, taking a bath, and singing songs on his mouth.

Very cheerful.

Seeing Song Yingrui like this, Liang Jincheng's depressed mood eased a lot, "Who gave you your pocket money? Your father probably won't give it."

Song Yingrui curled his lips, "My dad, that cheapskate, won't give me pocket money. He won't give me delicious food or drink. I always suspect that I'm not his own."

Liang Jincheng stretched out her wet hand and tapped his little nose, "What nonsense are you talking about?"

"It's what it is. You see, Aunt Jingjing and Uncle Beilang all bought me delicious, delicious, and fun things. Even He Ma and Aunt Wu would give me pocket money, but my father, that big villain, hates it to death. .”

It's fine if you don't give him pocket money, and you always play with his pocket money.

"Isn't your father afraid that you will eat and drink too much, not to mention tooth decay, and what will you do if you grow up to be a little fat man?"

"No way, my father is so thin and tall. I will definitely be more handsome than him in the future." Although Song Yingrui sometimes hates his father, he has to say that his father is really handsome Well, compared to the fathers of children of the same age, Song Yixian is almost the same as a big star.

Liang Jincheng chuckled, "Just now I said that I was not father's own, but now I think it is his own?"

Song Yingrui frowned and argued: "I said that I don't look like my own, but that doesn't mean I'm not. I should be my father's. After all, a handsome kid like me must have a very handsome father." Well."

Song Yingrui and Liang Jincheng were chatting one after another, and Song Yixian was sitting not far from the bathroom door, never leaving his eyes from the two people inside.

Liang Jincheng squatted in front of the bathtub, she was wearing yesterday's pants and sweater.

The sweater was neither long nor short, but when she squatted down, a large piece of smooth skin was exposed behind her.

There is a tender waist.

Not a trace of fat.

On that delicate skin is her sweater, and there is a raised place on the back, which is the button of the underwear.

He'd buckled it himself, so he knew the construction.

Song Yixian looked at it like this, not avoiding suspicion at all.

Liang Jincheng was tired from squatting, so she stood up and bowed down to bathe Song Yingrui.

The sweater was very loose and thin, and her half-bowed posture just made the clothes hang down due to gravity.

Then something unspeakable was revealed, and his throat tightened when he saw it.

The pink underwear she was wearing was prepared by him.

There are some girly elements, crystal diamonds and lace on it.

A very nice piece of clothing.

But that kind of clothes can only be worn inside, and there are fewer opportunities to watch them.

"Come on, let's get dressed and go to bed."

"Xiaocheng, I'm very heavy, can you carry me?"

"You are such a small one, how much you can weigh, you wrap around my neck, I will hug you up, come on, 1, 2, 3..."

Liang Jincheng wrapped the little guy up in a towel, and when she turned around to walk out of the bathroom, she happened to meet Song Yixian's eyes.

The man's gaze was deep and hot, and Liang Jincheng's heart skipped a beat when they met each other suddenly.

Instantly blushed.

"Xiaocheng, what's the matter?" Song Yingrui felt that Liang Jincheng was not moving forward, and asked with concern.

Liang Jincheng coughed lightly, "It's okay, I'll carry you to bed."

Song Yixian was beside the bed.

Liang Jincheng put the little guy on the bed and dressed him in autumn clothes.

Suddenly remembered, "Oh, I didn't take your panties."

Immediately, she turned around and went to find Song Yingrui's panties.

This is the master bedroom, that is, Song Yixian's room, and Song Yingrui's room is next door. Because no one is looking after him, I want him to rest here.

Rest with Liang Jincheng.

Liang Jincheng went to Song Yingrui's bedroom to look for pants.

Song Yingrui played with himself with his bare ass.

"Dad, what I use today is not my usual baby water, but your shower gel. Smell it, I don't smell good."

The little guy had already forgotten the grievances about the pocket money early in the morning, and moved to Song Yixian's side, asking his father to play with him.

Song Yixian didn't want to talk to him, and said directly: "It stinks."

Song Yingrui got angry, stood on the bed, put his hands on his small fat waist, and said naked: "Father, if you continue to do this, I will not talk to you."

Song Yixian felt that this kind of threat to him was completely...no!Have!use!

Song Yixian turned to Song Yingrui in a blink of an eye, and glanced at the little guy's immature nipples by the way, his eyes were very contemptuous.

So, Song Yixian understood the meaning of the phrase "I don't even have full hair".

"Dad, what kind of eyes do you have?" Song Yingrui felt the mockery in Song Yixian's eyes, but he didn't understand why his father mocked him.

"It's nothing." Song Yixian didn't bother to pay attention to his son, and casually said something perfunctory.

Song Yingrui puffed his cheeks, feeling unhappy, "Father, let me tell you, if you treat me like this again, you will have no sex."

Song Yixian gave a cold snort, and didn't even turn his head to Song Yingrui.

Song Yingrui wrapped his lower body with a bath towel again, pouted and said annoyedly, "It's boring."

Liang Jincheng found the panties of Song Yingrui's little yellow chicken. She originally wanted to wear them for the children, but the children insisted on wearing them by themselves, and said: "Xiao Cheng, I have grown up, you can't help me Pass it on, or you'll get a needle eye."

"Do you know what the eye of a needle is? Just talk nonsense."

"It's clearly stated in the TV series. Of course I know it because I'm so smart."

Liang Jincheng remembered the name of the TV series that Song Yingrui watched with gusto that day - The Devil's President Falls in Love with Me.

The corners of his mouth twitched.

The current TV series, movies and novels are too poisonous to underage children.

Liang Jincheng is very worried about children's education.

"Xiao Cheng, you can go take a shower too, I'll wait for you to sleep with me on the bed." Song Yingrui finished putting on his trousers, and then he fiddled with his autumn clothes and johns.

Liang Jincheng smiled and said "OK".

Then he took his clothes and went to the bathroom.

Song Yingrui fell asleep on the bed, and Song Yixian sat by the bed.

After Liang Jincheng entered the bathroom, Song Yingrui said: "Dad, Xiaocheng will sleep with me later, it's not convenient for you to be here, go to the next room."

Song Yixian glanced at him, "If you don't want to go next door, you'd better shut up."

Song Yingrui felt that his father was very fierce, but he was used to it, "Hmph, shut up and shut up, this is your room, you're the biggest head office."

Song Yingrui didn't want to talk to his father anymore, and got a red rope from somewhere.

It was twisted and twisted in the hand, the little finger was tied, and a small stutter was hit again, and it was untied and tied again. The children had a great time playing by themselves.

Song Yingrui suddenly remembered the relationship between the red rope and Yuelao, so he asked his father: "Dad, why do you think Yuelao uses red rope instead of green rope?"

If asked, there was no response for a long time.

Song Yingrui called again: "Dad?"

Still no one responded.

Sitting up and turning around, Song Yixian was no longer there.

Surrounding the whole room, I didn't see Song Yixian's name, "Hey, where's Dad?"

……

Song Yixian walked into the bathroom slowly while Song Yingrui was not paying attention to him.

The bathroom door can be locked, but there is a key on the lock outside the door.

When Song Yixian walked in, Liang Jincheng had just taken off his trousers and sweater.

Those points were not revealed.

But it's almost there.

She adjusted the temperature of the water, and just as she put her hands into the water, a strong force wrapped around her waist.

She was startled, and before she could turn around, her mouth was gagged.

People were also pushed under the shower.

Water started to fall from her hair, soaking her face and body.

"You...how did you come in?"

Song Yixian took off his coat and was wearing a white shirt. The white shirt was quickly wet under the shower, revealing his sexy and muscular body.

A few abdominal muscles, sticking to the clothes, are quite obvious.

"I missed you, so I came in."

"Yes, but I obviously locked the door."

"Well, you locked the door, but I have the key, the key to open your door..." The last sentence was extremely ambiguous.

(End of this chapter)