Song Qian: Don't be impulsive, your husband is out

8: What woman doesn't like a cow? (Ask for flowers!!).

"Stinky guy ,......

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Song Qian gently wiped some shower gel and cleaned herself well.

That night, she was exhausted.

It is the double exhaustion of the body and the mind.

However, tired to tired, Song Qian felt that her head was becoming more and more energetic now.

Reaching out and wiping the mirror that was covered by the mist, he looked in front of the mirror.

The concave and convex are concave and convex, and the graceful figure is vividly displayed.

I don't know if it's her illusion, Song Qian feels herself in front of the mirror.

The skin is much more delicate than ever.

White and red, against the backdrop of water droplets, like a newborn baby.

Could it be that this is the magic of love?

Thinking of this, Song Qian not only blushed again.

Scholarly Garden.

Because her parents are not at home, no one cares about her.

Qiao Yingzi rarely got into a lazy bed.

Looking at the time, it was already 10 o'clock in the morning.

Why hasn't Mom come back yet?

Grunt.

Her stomach began to protest.

There's no way, Song Qian takes care of her inside and out on weekdays.

She didn't need to do the housework at all, let alone cook.

At this time, Qiao Yingzi in her stomach hasn't eaten breakfast yet.

She took out the phone and was about to call Song Qian.

Click!

After a while, I heard the sound of a key opening the door from the door.

Song Qian is back!

Qiao Yingzi had both doubts and longings in her heart.

What is puzzled is what happened between parents and parents.

Why didn't even she tell her?

What I miss is that there is no adult in the family, and she is a little lonely when she is alone at home.

It's like an abandoned child.

With the sound of the door opening, Song Qian walked in.

Behind her, there was naturally Jiang Han.

Song Qian looked at Qiao Yingzi, who was in the living room at this time, with messy hair and pajamas, and her eyebrows were slightly tufted.

This kid.

When they are not at home, they begin to relax and be lazy.

And Qiao Yingzi also stared at Song Qian tightly.

Look at her look and state.

There is no difference from the past, and I didn't feel troubled and worried about my father Qiao Weidong at all.

On the contrary, there is a little more coquettishness and tiredness between these eyebrows.

If yesterday's mother was a wilting jasmine.

So today's mother is a sunflower blooming wantonly towards the sun.

At this time, Qiao Yingzi was still in a state of ignorance about these.

The feeling was just a flash in her mind.

I saw Song Qian coming home.

It seems that he is in a good mood.

Qiao Yingzi sighed in her heart.

"Why are you staring at me, it's almost noon, why don't you hurry up and wash up." "

Being stared at by her own daughter, Song Qian was a little weak-hearted, and a trace of panic and nervousness flashed in her heart subconsciously.

She worked hard to restore herself to the state of her former strict mother.

This is all to blame on Jiang Han, a stinky guy.

It's really bad.

The bad one leaves people speechless.

Before leaving, I made an excuse to play for a while.

The results can be imagined.

She is standing in front of Qiao Yingzi now, and it is all strong.

On the other hand, Jiang Han is a stinky boy.

Is this a person?

It's not human!

It's!

That's right.

In Song Qian's heart, Jiang Hannei had already been designated as a tired bull.

But to put it another way.

Who doesn't like a man with a lot of strength.

After all, tiredness is not bad, and it is inexhaustible strength.

can carry up and down, and work neatly.

For Song Qian, she divorced Qiao Weidong, and Jiang Han was at home.

It's also a little easier

Ahem.

Far from it.

"Mom, why are you here now, I'm hungry. "

Qiao Yingzi scratched her head and complained.

She wanted to tentatively ask about the two of them, but now was not the right time.

Regarding her daughter's complaint, a trace of guilt and nervousness flashed in Song Qian's eyes.

However, after all, she is an adult, and her ability to regulate is still very strong.

"It's just that your dad delayed a little time, didn't mom come back? "

"Go wash up, Jiang Han, you can order a takeout at noon today, I'm really tired and don't want to move." "

Song Qian yawned and said casually.

She didn't have any extra energy now, and she was floating when she just walked outside.

Not to mention cooking for Qiao Yingzi.

So I came up with such an excuse.

Obviously, Qiao Yingzi is still very easy to fool

When she heard that she could order takeout and eat the delicious food she liked, her eyes lit up.

"Mom, I'll order my own food. "

"Brother Han, quick, open the takeaway platform, I want to eat spicy tang and skewers!".

"Mom, what do you eat?".

Qiao Yingzi said happily.

"You eat, I'll eat when I wake up. "

Song Qian nodded, changed into slippers, and walked straight towards her boudoir.

In other words, on weekdays, Qiao Yingzi eats these messy things, and she will definitely talk about it well.

But now, Song Qian doesn't have the energy.

At this moment, she just wants to lie in bed and sleep beautifully.

Oh yes.

Lock the door!

The door had to be locked.

Who knows if Jiang Han, a stinky guy, will have the audacity to sneak in ......

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