Invincible Double Treasure: Super Awesome Tsundere Mommy

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Xiao Ke quietly waved at her, beckoning her to be low-key.

In fact, he and Xiaoai have suffered from insomnia these days, simply because they sleep too much in kindergarten.

Although everything is good here, Grandpa, but Daddy and Mommy haven't seen each other for so long, he has to do something.

Grandma used to think that Mommy was born low, but now Mommy has become Miss Qianjin of the Song family.

No one will stop Daddy from marrying Mummy.

He had calculated that it would take at least three months until the wound on Mummy's body fully healed.

During this time, he and Xiaoai's task is to promote the marriage of Daddy and Mummy.

At one o'clock in the morning, there was a faint smell of tobacco in the air in the study on the second floor of Qingshuiyuan, Bishui.

Lu Juefeng stared at the computer screen, thin lips attached to the cigarette butt, and took a deep breath.

At the moment when the cigarette **** disappeared, Mars was reflected in his deep eyes, and a layer of blood appeared in his eyes because he stayed up all night, but there was no lack of fatigue in his eyes.

"People will immediately delete the comments on the Internet, and from now on no one will be allowed to defame Bai Zhi on the Internet."

Ma Dong awakened when he received a call from Lu Juefeng, and he immediately turned on his computer to check the news on the Internet.

Overnight, Bai Zhi was hacked again.

The comments below included numerous insults and insults on Bai Zhi, saying that she seduce Lu Juefeng, and of course, there were also sour grape hearts, thinking that Bai Zhi had a facelift, and even had a big V, specializing in posting posts to spare no effort to black and white Zhi.

Of course, there are also a small number of sensible people who speak for Bai Zhi, but they are drowned in such a big wave of black comments, and they are unremarkable.

Ma Dong felt a bit of a headache, "Mr. Lu is assured, I will deal with it immediately."

"You go to the high-end jewellery designer in Paris and send my private plane to pick up people tomorrow morning."

"Yes."

Ma Dong answered very happily, secretly surprised.

Send a special plane to ask the jewelry designer, definitely not to design jewelry. Mr. Lu called at more than one in the morning. Both commands are related to Miss Bai. What rhythm is this?

In the Southland Garden, the beam of morning light shines through the window to the bedroom.

Bai Zhi supported the furniture and fumbled to the window.

At the end of February, the cold winter gradually receded and everything recovered, even in the breeze with some warmth.

The bright sunshine swayed with the breeze, Bai Zhi extended her hand, slowly grasped the light beam, and loosened it again. This warm feeling she once thought was completely lost, and now she is back.

"Miss, you should go downstairs for breakfast." The maid stood outside the door and looked at the woman bathed in the sun like an elf. Her eyes were blindfolded by white cloth, but it was hard to hide the amazing beauty.

Bai Zhi turned around and allowed the servant to carefully walk out the door.

"Good morning, Mommy!" She was just out of the house, and her feet were stuck with two little glutinous rice balls.

"Babys are early." Bai Zhi bent down, reached out and rubbed Xiao Kexiao's head, and accepted the good morning kiss from them.

The restaurant is located on the second floor of the villa by the window.

Facing a large and small sea of ​​flowers, the downstairs in February was vigorous, and the wind blew, and you could smell the scent of orchids.

At the dining table, Song Siming sat in the first seat, while Song Licheng sat on the left of Song Siming.

Seeing Xiao Ke Xiao Ai pulling Bai Zhi in, Song Li set up a horse to help Bai Zhi: "Sister, here."

He supported Bai Zhi to the right of Song Siming and sat down.

"Grandpa good morning, uncle good morning." Xiao Ke Xiao Ai sat next to Bai Zhi in turn, smiling at Song Siming and Song Licheng.

Looking at the two little children like snow balls, Song Siming's heart will be melted by these two little cutes, and he nodded and said three goodies.

"Wow! Mommy, the grandfather's breakfast is very rich." Xiao Ai tilted her head and looked at the dishes on the table, and clapped her hands happily. "It looks richer than Daddy's. It has thick golden shrimps. Porridge, Mexican-style chicken sandwiches, colorful crystal shrimp dumplings, fresh shrimp wonton, lotus leaf glutinous rice chicken roasted wheat, and steamed dumplings ... "

Compared to Xiao Ai, Xiao Ke is much calmer.

Song Licheng looked at Xiao Ai's eyes, and smiled: "I don't know what you love to eat, so I have prepared some."

"All love, I love to eat these!" Xiao Ai happily looked at a table full of food, excited, great, so many foods, so many flavors, there are several kinds of porridge alone.

She didn't even know where to start. Apart from being happy, she was a little bit troubled. She only hated that her stomach was too small to hold her belly.

Song Siming looked at Xiao Ai and smiled kindly: "As long as Xiao Ai likes it, Grandpa prepares so many delicious things for you every day, okay?"

Xiao Aimeng nodded: "Okay!"

"Since then, it is forbidden to talk about this family or that family." Song Siming pretended to be angry, "here will be your own home, this house, your own house."

Listening to the last sentence, Bai Zhi always felt strange.

Song Siming picked up the crab dumplings made by himself, and wanted to feed Baizhi: "Xiaozhi, try the steamed dumplings made by Dad, and open your mouth, ah ..."

Song Siming's tone is like coaxing a child.

Bai Zhi quickly waved his hand: "No, Dad, I'll do it myself."

"Xiaozhi, this is Dad's compensation to you." Song Siming said softly, "When you were a kid, Dad neither hugged you nor fed you. It's Dad's sorry for you."

"Dad ..." Bai Zhi heard Song Siming's self-blame and couldn't bear it. He opened his mouth and took a bite to the Xiaolongbao that Song Siming fed.

this is……

Crab dumplings? This familiar taste, she thought she would never taste it again.

As soon as he entered his mouth, Bai Zhi's tears wet the blindfolded white cloth.

"Why ... what's wrong? Don't like to eat?" Song Siming saw that and put down her chopsticks, reaching for her tears, but when she touched the white cloth, her hand trembling and stopped, her eyes hurt. Pity.

Bai Zhi shook his head: "I just thought of my mother. This kind of crab dumplings can only be done by her mother. After she left, I ... have never eaten again."

As it turned out, Song Siming regretted in her heart, just thinking about making a snack for her daughter, but forgot that she would provoke her sad past.

"Daddy did you do this?" Bai Zhi was a little unbelievable.

Song Siming sighed: "Yes, this is what your mother taught me to do by hand."

Bai Zhi knew that, no wonder her mother refused to teach her: "Actually, I later learned to do it myself a few times, but every time I made it, the taste was wrong."

Song Licheng nodded: "It's not just you, even me ..."

He paused, suffocating his words, and changed his voice: "I won't even do it."

Xiao Ke Xiao Ai glanced at each other and immediately said to Song Siming: "Grandpa, you give us this tremendous school. Afterwards, Mommy wants to eat, and we will make it for Mommy."

"Okay, okay." Song Siming looked at Xiao Ke Xiao Ai, nodded in satisfaction, "Go back and teach you."

Bai Zhi heard Xiao Kexiao's happy cheering, and his mood slowly became happy.