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

The "gentle fragrance" mentioned in Chapter 52...

Liu Susu's complexion froze.

The moment her expression changed, Xing Jinhua concluded that Liu Susu was moved by her.

Liu Susu coughed lightly, and cast her eyes at the servant, who left in a sensible manner.

Then he asked Xing Jinhua, "Tell me, what happened to your son?"

Xing Jinhua chuckled, the scheming fox's eyes were full of cunning and cunning.

…………

On the day after the storm, the sky is clear and clear, so it is advisable to express love, pray for blessings, receive wealth, and avoid relatives.

Liang Jincheng couldn't sleep well all night, and didn't fall asleep until the storm ended at dawn.

Song Yingrui was in Liang Jincheng's arms, so comfortable that he wanted to snore.

Waking up early in the morning and seeing Liang Jincheng beside her, the sweetness in my heart was beyond words.

He took a deep breath, inhaling the good smell into his stomach.

I couldn't bear to spit it out.

Immediately realized that this is the "gentle fragrance" mentioned in the TV series...

It's so delicious.

Not only fragrant, but also so beautiful.

Liang Jincheng was lying on the bed.

The red mouth is extraordinarily beautiful.

Song Yingrui smashed his mouth, "Xiaocheng, this is the first kiss I kept for four years. I wanted to give it to you last time, but it didn't work out. I'm more popular with girls, and you know that When the nurses and the female doctors saw me, they always liked to kiss me, but I only let them kiss my face, never gave them a kiss on the mouth.

The first kiss was almost taken away by Han Keke last time, and I scolded her. After that, she never came to play with me again. Although I like Han Keke a little bit, but I know the one I love the most. Woman, you are the only one, you are the first woman to sleep with me, I gave you my first night, and my first kiss will be yours, then... come on! "

His little tongue drew a circle around the edge of his mouth, and his eyes were shining. When he kissed Liang Jincheng's mouth, his body suddenly lightened, but he was getting farther and farther away from the red lips. up.

Turning around, Song Yixian had already lifted him up.

"Father, why are you ruining my good deeds again?" Song Yingrui struggled in mid-air, kicking and beating alternately with his two short legs.

Piansheng couldn't find a point of support, so he could only hang in the air.

Song Yixian glanced at the sleeping woman on the bed, then turned to Song Yingrui with slightly narrowed eyes.

Song Yingrui stared at him fiercely, "You are a bad father!"

Song Yingrui snorted coldly, grabbed the little guy and walked out the door.

"What are you doing, I want to be with Xiaocheng, I don't want to be with you, stinky man, stinky baba, stinky stinky..."

But no matter how Song Yingrui resisted, Song Yixian lifted that small body out.

……

Walk into the early morning hospital canteen.

Most are hospital nurses and doctors.

With one hand in his pocket, Song Yixian's elegant figure always attracts the attention of the nurses and female doctors beside him.

And Song Yingrui crossed his arms in anger, staring at his father who was walking in front.

He spoiled his good deeds again, and ruined his good deeds again, so mad!
He was angry and stomped his feet fiercely on the ground, really wanting to go up and fight Song Yixian.

However, he is too young to beat him!
"What do you want to eat?" Song Yixian suddenly turned around and asked him.

Song Yingrui raised his nose and curled his lips, "Huh! A good man doesn't suffer from immediate losses, he can eat anything else, as long as it is not poisonous."

Then I jumped my legs and put my hands on the ordering table, "Auntie beautiful, I want two Xiaolongbao, two cups of soy milk, two fried sticks, two eggs, two bowls of wontons, two plates of pickles, two... "

As he spoke, he glanced at Song Yixian beside him.

Song Yixian's face was dark, and the little guy knew that he was upset because he had offended him, so he pouted and muttered in a low voice: "I know it's a bit much, but I just want to be nice to my woman, there's nothing wrong with that."

Song Yixian looked at him coldly.

He didn't care about Song Yixian's expression, and continued to sit on the dining table, "Auntie, what I just said, just add two pairs of chopsticks, that's enough."

Then I heard Song Yixian say leisurely: "You can take it yourself later."

"Father, I'm still a child, why did you abuse me like this?" So much, how did he get it.

"Not convinced?"

Song Yingrui nodded heavily: "Yes."

He must not be convinced, other people's children are held in his arms, how could he be so miserable.

"so what!"

……

When Liang Jincheng woke up, he saw Song Yingrui carrying a lot of things in his hands.

And Song Yixian put his hands in his pockets leisurely, elegantly like a prince in a fairy tale, and Song Yingrui is like a little follower beside the prince.

She frowned slightly, and cast a vague glance at Song Yixian.

As soon as Song Yingrui saw his favorite Xiaocheng, he forgot about his father abusing him for carrying so many heavy things, and ran to her happily and said, "Xiaocheng, good morning, did you sleep well last night?" ?”

Liang Jincheng nodded, "I slept well."

"Just sleep well. If you don't mind, I can sleep with you every night from now on."

"Slept by her"?This sentence sounds like a problem, but it seems to be a bit problematic.

"Hee hee, Xiao Cheng, have you washed up yet?"

"I just woke up."

"My dad has a pair of toothbrushes that haven't been used here. You can use them first. I'll help you find them. After washing, we'll have breakfast."

Liang Jincheng didn't refuse, she had the nerve to sleep here last night, refusing to eat breakfast seemed too hypocritical.

What Song Yingrui gave her was an unopened pure black toothbrush, and the brush was all black.

It's not the first time for her to come into the bathroom of this ward. Every time she comes in, she feels bored, and she is even more depressed when she thinks that she will see Song Yixian when she goes out later.

After brushing her teeth, she wondered if she should just throw away the toothbrush.

But the toothbrush was given by Song Yingrui after all, it might not be good to just throw it away, why not bring it back for yourself, and use a gift to make up for it next time.

It's not meant as a transaction, but it's not good to use other people's things for nothing.

Coming out of the bathroom, the tea table in front of the sofa has been covered with all kinds of breakfast without any gaps.

Very rich!
Song Yingrui fiddled with the breakfast, trying to make things look better.

And Song Yixian sat on the sofa, simply watching his son fiddling there, without any intention of helping.

Liang Jincheng frowned again.

"Xiao Cheng, come and have breakfast!"

Liang Jincheng nodded, "Okay."

Then walk over and sit down.

"Xiaocheng, I don't know what you like for breakfast, so I bought a little more, but don't worry about me wasting the rest, I will let He Ma reheat the rest at noon, and make lunch for me. This time I will definitely know what you like to eat, so I won't waste it next time."

Liang Jincheng's heart warmed when she heard this, and she reached out to touch the little guy's round ears, "Thank you, Ying Rui."

"Xiaocheng, take a look, which one do you like best?"

"I like all of these."

"really?"

"Of course, the breakfast prepared by Yingrui is always the best."

Liang Jincheng smiled sweetly, picked up a small steamed bun, and handed it to Song Yingrui's mouth.

Song Yingrui was grinning, opened his mouth, and put the little cage in his mouth in one gulp, puffed out his mouth, and said falteringly: "The food that Xiaocheng feeds is the best, Xiaocheng, I am so happy. "

Getting along with Song Yingrui is always very pleasant.

But a certain person...sitting on the sofa, but only one meter away, seemed so tall.

Song Yixian smelled the strong smell of meat buns, and his brows had not been relaxed since he entered the door.

Now, seeing his son crying because he was fed a steamed stuffed bun by a woman, he felt even more irritable.

He took out a cigarette and a metal lighter from his pocket, lit the cigarette casually, took a deep breath, and calmed down a little.

But when the lingering disgust floated into Song Yingrui's nose, Song Yingrui coughed without hesitation.

Liang Jincheng also smelled the smell of tobacco, frowned again, and looked at the handsome man sitting on the sofa like a heavenly man.

He was wearing black slacks and a gray-blue solid-color sweater, looking elegant and decent.

But Liang Jincheng looked at it and didn't like it very much.

Song Yingrui coughed twice again.

Liang Jincheng couldn't hold back, and said to Song Yixian, "Don't you want some breakfast?"

Song Yixian glanced at the breakfast on the table, "I don't eat this kind of thing."

This kind of thing?

Inexplicably discriminatory.

"You don't eat this kind of thing, so you smoke?"

She felt that what she meant was obvious.

But Song Yixian nodded solemnly, "Yes."

Liang Jincheng squeezed her chopsticks harder, and said in a low voice, "Didn't you see the kid here?"

Song Yixian glanced at Song Yingrui.

Song Yingrui stared blankly at his father, and Liang Jincheng, and then coughed twice.

"What's the matter?" The cigarette between his fingers was placed on his lips, he took a slight puff, and then lightly exhaled a circle of white smoke.

With a "snap", Liang Jincheng put down the chopsticks in his hand heavily, and said seriously: "As a doctor, I hope you can be responsible for your own son and the people around you. Smoking is harmful to health, especially second-hand smoke. .”

When she said "second-hand smoke", she deliberately emphasized the pronunciation.

Song Yixian narrowed his brows and eyes slightly, looked at her with deeper eyes, his lips parted slightly, and his voice was somber, "You...Why do you care about me?"

"I..." She paused, trying to be "reasonable", "I'm a doctor."

Song Yingrui bit the steamed bun, felt something was wrong in the atmosphere, and stared blankly at his father.

"It's just a doctor?" Song Yixian raised the corner of his eyes.

"if not?"

"Maybe, if you change your identity, I will be more willing to accept your suggestion."

After finishing speaking, Song Yixian twisted the unburned half of the cigarette in the ashtray until it was completely extinguished, and there was no more smoke.

Then, he threw the metal lighter with the cigarette case into the trash can.

Song Yingrui exclaimed, "Dad, that's the lighter that Uncle Gu gave you."

(End of this chapter)