"Qianqian, you don't want your godmother to have a bad day on your birthday, right?"
Grandpa Song patted He Wanjun on the shoulder and said. : "Let's resolve this matter when we go back. It doesn't look good if so many people are doing this now."
He Wanjun nodded understandingly. : "Okay, I understand."
Yang Qian suppressed her emotions and nodded. : "How is that possible? Godmother, we just don't have to argue."
Chen Xiuzhu wanted to say something else, but was pulled aside by Yang Qian. : "Mom, stop talking."
Chen Xiuzhu felt a little uncomfortable in her heart, obviously she was venting her anger. Now she, a heartless guy, is blaming her own mother.
Said with some dissatisfaction. : "You heartless person, your mother and I are fighting for your injustice, why are you blaming your mother instead?"
Yang Qian now only wants to please He Wanjun, but she doesn't care about her own mother's feelings.
Yang Qian looked at Song Wenjing absentmindedly, wondering what was going on in her mind.
Seeing that Yang Qian kept looking there in a daze, Chen Xiuzhu continued. : "Silly daughter, are you listening to what your mother and I are saying?"
Seeing that there was no response, he patted Yang Qian on the shoulder. : "I'm talking to you, do you hear me?"
Only then did Yang Qian react, and she said a little irritably. : "Mom, what are you doing? Do you want to scare me to death?"
Seeing her daughter's expression as if someone owed her millions, Chen Xiuzhu felt very uncomfortable.
Said dissatisfied. : "You have the ability to take out this temper on your godmother. You really only know how to have such a bad temper on your own mother."
Yang Qian pursed her lips and said nothing.
He Wanjun patted Su Qing on the shoulder and said. : "Don't take what she said to heart. These things have nothing to do with you two. They are all our problems. Just live your life well."
He Wanjun's words made Su Qing gradually feel a lot more comfortable.
He nodded and said. : "It's okay, I didn't take that to heart."
He Wanjun said. : "That's good, Wen Jing, take Qingqing over to have something to eat. Your grandpa and I will go greet those old friends."
Song Wenjing nodded and then led Su Qing to the snack area. : "What do you want to eat? These are pretty good. You can get whatever you want."
Su Qing took a lot of mousse cakes in one go and was a little stuffed. He sat on the chair and touched his round belly. : "I ate too much and my stomach was too full."
Song Wenjing smiled lovingly and touched her head. : "If that's not enough, there's more."
When Su Qing heard about cake, she felt a little nauseous. Maybe it was because I had eaten too much, and I felt nauseated when I saw the food.
He shook his head quickly and said. : "If you don't want to eat, you won't eat."
Song Wenjing was amused by her appearance.
Seeing Song Wenjing suddenly smile, Su Qing felt her face suddenly turn red. She covered her burning cheeks with her hands. :"why are you laughing?"
"nothing."
"No way, please hurry up!"
"you guess."
"I won't guess, please tell me quickly."
Yang Qian, who was not far away, felt very uncomfortable watching the two people talking and laughing. He hammered the table so hard that it felt like his hand was going to be broken. But she couldn't feel any pain.
Now all the attention is on Su Qing and Song Wenjing.
After the birthday party was over, Su Qing had a little drink. Song Wenjing did not send her back directly, but took her directly to his villa.
I felt vaguely like I was being held by someone, and even my breath smelled like alcohol.
Princess Song Wenjing carried her back to the villa and gently placed her on the sofa. Then I went to the bathroom and put bath water in it.
Because I don’t come back to live in this villa very often, there is no nanny at home.
After about 10 minutes, the bath water in the bathroom was filled.
Song Wenjing carried Su Qing into the bathroom, because she was already drunk after a little drinking because she was not very good at drinking.
She is slightly conscious now, but not very clearly. It was a bit difficult for Su Qing to even stand up, unsteady and shaky.
Song Wenjing hugged her and asked. : "Can you take off your clothes and take a shower?"
Su Qing was a little stunned and said yes, but there was no reaction.
Well, how could he expect a drunk man to undress himself and take a shower.
Song Wenjing had no choice but to hold her with one hand and undress her with the other hand.
I finished taking off my clothes very quickly, not knowing why I had already seen everything. But you will feel your face flushing and your heart beating.
Even reacted.
I put her in the bathtub and let her wash herself, but it seemed like she could fall asleep even if she lay down.
Forget it, just wash her yourself.
the other side.
In the evening, Hu Ying is used to getting up and eating a midnight snack before going to bed.
Li Qichen and Su Yuer stepped over and said they wanted to make something for Hu Ying. Hu Ying was a little surprised. : "Hey, the sun is coming out from the west. You want to cook something for me? I've raised you so big, but you haven't cooked anything for me yet."
Hu Ying habitually eats a bowl of oats at night.
Su Yuer came over, took Hu Ying's hand, walked to the sofa in the living room, and said. : "Auntie, you are now pregnant with a child. It is time for Qichen to take care of you."
Still a little surprised.
But he had this intention, and she, as a mother, was quite pleased.
"Come on, do it first, and I'll give you a massage. I heard that letting you relax towards me is also good for the baby in your belly."
As Su Yuer spoke, she pulled Hu Ying to sit down on the sofa, and then pressed her randomly.
In fact, she didn't understand what massage meant. Anyway, it was just a matter of deception.
From time to time, he looked into the kitchen to see if Li Qichen was okay.
Hu Ying was still there stupidly thinking that the two of them had figured it out, but she never expected that she was the only one who was kept in the dark at this moment.
After Li Qichen soaked the oats, he took out the small powder from his pocket, looked around in a panic, and then poured it into the bowl.
Stir with a spoon.
Then he took the bowl out and came to Hu Ying. : "Mom, eat."
Seeing Li Qichen come out, Su Yuer also stopped massaging her hands. After giving him a look, Li Qichen responded with a nod in an instant.
Hu Ying happily took the bowl from Li Qichen's hand and kept sighing. : "My son has finally grown up and become sensible."
