Sweet and crazy! The cold lawyer Song Yingnian married early

Chapter 320 Parent-child relationship [Extra]

Author: fructose acid

Chapter 320 Parent-child relationship [Extra]

It is late at night, and the noisy city gradually becomes quiet. The moon hanging in the sky quietly hides in the clouds to rest, leaving only the twinkling stars in the sky.

A little light was cast in the warm and comfortable bedroom, a weak night light was turned on on the table, and a stubborn voice came from the bedroom with the door half closed, "I don't want to sleep, I want daddy, when will daddy come back..."

The child Song Zhiyi pushed the quilt off the bed, with an angry expression on her face, and her pale pink mouth pouted in dissatisfaction with her eyes full of tears, as if she was going to cry in the next second.

Seeing the people on the bed making a lot of noise, Shen Wanyi had a severe headache. She took a deep breath and said, "If you have any grievances, tell your father when he comes back. I will count to three. If you don't go to bed, I will send you to your grandma's house." Summer vacation, three…”

Faced with her mother's fierce expression, the child Song Zhiyi was instantly frightened. She quickly picked up the quilt, held back her tears, and lay down obediently. She blinked her big, clear and bright eyes and said, "Good night, bad mommy."

The little guy quietly covered himself with the quilt, leaving only his little head exposed. He closed his eyes, and not long after, there was a gentle breathing sound.

Shen Wanyi was angry and helpless. When the little one fell asleep, she came out of the children's room at almost eleven o'clock. She lay on the bed and played with her mobile phone for a while, yawned a few times, couldn't stand the sleepiness, and fell asleep in a daze.

After an unknown amount of time, a warm palm placed on the waist of the person on the bed, took the still-lit mobile phone from her hand and placed it on the table, then carefully pulled the petite body into his arms.

Shen Wanyi slept very lightly. Her eyelids moved. Qinglie's familiar breath lingered in her nose. Her sleepiness was instantly dispelled, "I'm back..."

"Well, did I wake you up? Go to sleep." Song Shichen lowered his head and kissed Shen Wanyi's cheek, a kiss like a dragonfly's water, without making any next move. He closed his eyes slightly, and his lips were still soft as before.

Shen Wanyi turned over and buried her head on Song Shichen's chest. Through a layer of clothes, she could hear his strong heartbeat in her ears, but it was so reassuring.

"Is there going to be trouble tonight?" Song Shichen took Shen Wanyi's hand, gently rubbed her fingertips with his fingertips, and interlocked with her fingers. He thought of a naughty little troublemaker in his mind.

Recalling her experience of raising a baby today, Shen Wanyi couldn't help complaining, "It's simply torture. Your daughter cried and complained to her father. Her father is a good man, but I am a vicious stepmother. It's all up to you to spoil her rotten."

From the time Song Zhiyi was born to now, Song Shichen has taken care of everything, so the little guy is even more attached to his father. Because Song Shichen has some entertainment these days and comes back very late, he has to let Shen Wanyi take care of him.

Song Shichen smiled, "It's my mistake. I will pay attention to it in the future and don't get angry. I can try to think from a different perspective every night. I have the opportunity to participate in the child's growth and promote the parent-child relationship."

Just taking care of her for one day has already tortured her to death. If she continues, she will age faster. She would rather go back to the hospital and work night shift for a week than take care of the child for a day.

"It's better to say goodbye if you can stand and talk without pain in your back. As long as you can control this little witch, the relationship between you two is equal to Sun Wukong and Tathagata Buddha."

Shen Wanyi didn't retort angrily, but she remembered something. She posted a notice in the group that there was a Children's Day activity in the kindergarten, allowing parents and children to perform dances together.

She was distressed when something suddenly occurred to her. A flash of light flashed across her eyes, she blinked slyly and curled her lips, "Dear, of course I have to hand over such an important responsibility to Song Lu. In the eyes of my daughter, daddy is omnipotent."

"It's a good idea, but I haven't agreed yet." Song Shichen's confident tone made him laugh angrily. He stretched out his hand and pulled Shen Wanyi's cheek, squeezing it non-stop.

Shen Wanyi's cheeks were pinched so much that they bulged. She slapped Song Shichen's hand away, fearing that her cheeks would continue to be pulled. She lowered her head and put the man's bony hand in her palm to play with it. Song Shichen had no choice but to let her go.

His hands have always been beautiful, fair and slender, with well-defined roots, like exquisite carvings by an artist, so perfect without a single flaw.

Regardless of whether she agrees or not, Shen Wanyi transformed into a little fan girl, blew a rainbow fart crazily, and praised her, "There is no chance to refuse. I believe that with Song Lu's intelligence, he only needs to learn a little bit."

Song Shichen raised his eyebrows, "What kind of dance?" You know, it's rare to hear Shen Wanyi's flattering compliments, so it was quite unexpected now.

As soon as he finished speaking, he was obviously stunned, and then he gave a meaningful smile and said, "Don't be jealous then."

"Absolutely not!"

…

The dance performance was left to Song Shichen. It happened to be Shen Wanyi's turn to work the night shift this month, and there was no rehearsal time for the two of them. When asked how Song Shichen was doing, he still refused to let go. No matter how hard he tried, there was no news at all. reveal.

One night, Shen Wanyi was preparing for a surprise attack. She was really curious about what the two of them were hiding from her. A burst of sweet music came from the bedroom with the door half-opened, vaguely mixed with the voices of the two.

She stepped lightly to take a peek, but before she could get close, the door suddenly opened, and Song Shichen came out. He looked at the obviously frightened person in front of him with interest, but pretended to be confused, "Is something wrong?"

I was caught at the scene. I was so embarrassed that I wanted to dig a hole and bury myself. I had not calculated that Song Shichen would come out at this time. It was a mistake.

Shen Wan coughed twice, suppressed his astonished expression, made up a random explanation, and said without changing his expression, "It's okay, I was just passing by."

"It's quite a coincidence. It doesn't feel like I'm passing by. In fact, if you want to see it, you can just tell me." Song Shichen revealed it without mercy, with a half-smile on his lips,

After being seen through at a glance, Shen Wanyi couldn't hold back the expression on his face for a moment. He pulled his lips and said, "I don't want to see it. Goodbye." After saying this, he left in a hurry.

"Why is mommy gone?" Child Song Zhiyi poked her little head out from behind, looking at the direction her mommy left with her big, clear and confused eyes, with a puzzled expression.

Song Shichen picked up the little one, pinched her red face, and said with a hint of laughter in his voice, "It's probably duplicity."

…

The day of the performance soon came, and Song Shichen had just changed his clothes. The black suit was close-fitting, outlining the man's slender figure and thin waist. He was noble and cool.

His eyes were lowered, and he raised his hands to button the cuffs. Hearing Shen Wanyi's footsteps, the cold peach blossom eyes in the past exaggerated the soft atmosphere, and the dark pupils were filled with a trace of warmth, which made people unable to help but Indulge in it.

Shen Wanyi handed the tie to Song Shichen, leaned against the wardrobe and looked at the person in front of him, and couldn't help but tease, "Song Lu is going to get married, right?"

"I think it's a pity that we got married young." Song Shichen shook the silver ring on his hand. His expression was full of regret and he sighed intentionally or unintentionally.

There's still half left, make up as soon as possible

(End of chapter)