The lights were on in the corridor on the second floor of the villa. Yu Tingchuan went to the floor. The whole city of Song Dynasty didn’t live in the master bedroom. He turned and walked to the nursery. Sure enough, she saw someone looking for her. She was wearing loose apricot pajamas and was teasing the child with her fingers by the bed.
Hear the door Song Qingcheng looked at the door.
She asked, "Come back?"
Yu Tingchuan had a dinner party at night, and now she came back to see her. She couldn’t sleep. She asked the whole Song Dynasty to explain, "I just woke up after a sleep. Drop by to see the children and go back to the room later."
YuTingChuan is small bedside smell speech bowed their heads and looked at the cold male bully cute female don’t let go.
After a few days, the little guy’s facial features opened up, and he was no longer wrinkled, and he was a little bigger like blowing a ball. When he fell asleep, his flesh and legs bent and his hands stretched out to make a surrender. His mouth was slightly open and he was covered with faint milk fragrance.
Song Qingcheng suddenly said, "Aunt Gong, they all say that children have eyes like mine."
Said and finger point a little bit of child soft lips.
Looking at her childish behavior, Yu Tingchuan didn’t feel funny in his heart, and then went to see the sleeping child’s eyebrows became gentle. "Go back to rest first and want to see the child have a chance during the day."
Song Qingcheng turned to ask, "Can you sleep the child in the master bedroom?"
"I can’t sleep here alone."
Sister-in-law is responsible for taking care of the children and sleeping next door at night, but Song Qingcheng is still not at ease, especially on the first night of discharge, and she is afraid that something will happen to the children.
Yu Tingchuan didn’t let the child sleep in the master bedroom because he was afraid that the child would cry in the middle of the night. Song Qingcheng went home and planned to sleep with him in separate rooms. He was afraid that his body would not be clean, but Yu Tingchuan didn’t agree with her. Instead, he let the child sleep and decorated the nursery early.
See the whole song dynasty looking forward to yutingchuan didn’t want to refute her request to move her son to the master bedroom after all.
The child seems to know that he changed his environment and opened his eyes to see the big bed. Song Qingcheng didn’t recognize his mother and burst into tears.
Milk gas crying scared the whole song dynasty.
She leaned over and picked up the child, and the posture was awkward. She didn’t take the child before for fear that the child would be uncomfortable. As a result, the child not only didn’t cry quietly, but became bigger and bigger. Yu Tingchuan heard the cry and came out from washing his hands. He didn’t ask how to tell the story. First, he saw his wife crying.
I came to sleep. Sister-in-law was awakened by crying. No baby was found in the nursery. I specially came to the master bedroom and asked Yu Tingchuan to let her rest. She said that the couple would take care of their children tonight.
Before returning to the room, Mrs. Yu saw that her wife was helpless and woke up with a smile. "The child should be hungry and feed him for a while before he can fall asleep again."
It’s breast milk that Song Qingcheng fed the children this afternoon.
She came to plan to feed the baby with milk powder, and later learned that breast milk is nutritious and helps to strengthen the child’s resistance. She hesitated for a while and finally decided to breastfeed the baby herself.
Sister-in-law Yu and Aunt Gong both taught her how to feed the child. She held the child in her arms and uncovered a few buttons in her pajamas. She was clumsy and clumsy. Yu Tingchuan held the child in front of him and nursed the child. Song Qingcheng was a little embarrassed even if they were husband and wife.
So she looked up at Yutingchuan. "You go to take a shower first. I’m sure I’ll feed it after you wash it."
"One person?"
Yutingchuan looked at her stiff hands and feet and didn’t trust her.
The lighting in the master bedroom is very soft. Song Qingcheng holds the child in front of her with black hair. Her eyes are picturesque and she looks like a child’s sister rather than a mother. Even so, the mother is gentle and her face is particularly obvious.
When Yutingchuan rushed out of the cold, the child was still lying on the chest of the whole Song Dynasty. The little guy was holding one side with his eyes tightly closed and his mouth thumped. His left hand kept pressing the other side through his pajamas, and the overbearing strength was faintly visible.
The child was picked up by his father after drinking milk.
Song Qingcheng dressed and saw that Yu Tingchuan held the child’s palm in comparison with the tall father and child. It was suspected that the little guy was holding it into a meat boxer and rubbed his eyes and yawned a little. Obviously, he was sleepy. Yu Tingchuan looked at his son and smiled. "Sleeping after eating and drinking seems to be a little pig."
For the first time, Song Qingcheng heard Yu Tingchuan talk in a loving tone.
Gazing at his smiling facial features, her heart moved with Yu Tingchuan’s eyes as if to wring out the water. She thought it belonged to her father’s deep affection, which was deeper and more infatuated than that of men and women.
It was already nine o’clock when Song Qingcheng woke up the next afternoon.
When she took the mobile phone to see it, she found several Weibo push messages in addition to WeChat messages.
-digression–
Tonight, the old melancholy gas field is two meters ~
I haven’t had a good holiday recently. I’m better today. Let’s have a second watch in the afternoon. Let’s refresh it around 9: 30 ~
☆, Chapter 455 is that you did it right? (fix bugs
Yesterday, I came back from the hospital. Song Qingcheng has watched too much news on the Internet.
Some people say that she is cruel to her half-brother from ruin; Some people say that she can marry into a rich family after she has been in prison for possession of drugs. Some people say that she can get into Nantah only because of Yu Tingchuan’s money. What’s more, she and her husband and brother are not clear.
Song Qingcheng, who didn’t go to see the comments about her own news, glanced at the title, but she couldn’t help but see the end carefully from the beginning.
The last thing she wants is to involve him in her own affairs.
Song Qingcheng swiped the mobile phone screen and pulled the notice bar to see that one of the Weibo messages was "Weibo Big V < hexagrams without circles > deleted blogs to apologize and hung up the details of the transaction. Was it threatened or was the account stolen?"
Song Qingcheng opened Weibo app＜ < Gua Wu Huan > which was the first place in hot search. She clicked in and found that yesterday, it was revealed that her past long microblog had been deleted and replaced by a top apology.
[On September 11, 2017, Weibo’s account’ Gua Buhuan’ published a long microblog to expose Miss Song Qingcheng’s personal information. The person seriously violated Miss Song Qingcheng’s reputation and caused damage to Miss Song Qingcheng. I hereby publicly apologize to Miss Song Qingcheng]
The apology was issued at 3 o’clock sharp this morning.
At the same time, the blogger closed the comment and forwarding limit, and Song Qingcheng didn’t watch a scolding. She had expected that if she could leave a message, I’m afraid she would be able to go to heaven at the moment.
I thought of making myself’ heaven’ because a netizen scolded her yesterday, "Why don’t you sit on the monkey sky?"
Song Qingcheng opened WeChat again.
Besides Shen Che Yujing and Xue Min, they are looking for her.
Xue Min sent more than 7 messages this morning saying that a reporter had gone to Yu Rao, probably to dig up her bottom and even went to the market store.
"But don’t worry I didn’t tell him anything."
Xue Min’s message said, "He wanted to find out about a nearby store and I kicked him out. You used to feed sugar to several children. I said that the reporter was a bad guy and wanted to bully you. The owner of the shoe store next door drenched everyone with a water gun."
Song city saw this message and forgot the children’s faces, but still remembered their lively appearance, imagining the scene of children playing with water guns so early, and the mood was relaxed a lot.
At the very least, not everyone is hostile to her.
Song Qingcheng called Xue Min back. Thank you.
Soon Xue Min’s message appeared in the dialog box, "I watched the news. Have you had a baby?"
"Fine. I was discharged yesterday."
Song Qingcheng typed back, "But children are premature babies and need to pay more attention."
"Nothing is good," Xue Minfa continued after a while. "I went to Nancheng for business in the middle of the month and went to see your uncle. He told me that his sentence might be reduced because of his good behavior."
Xue Min and Lu Xishan, Song Qingcheng, never studied carefully. One was her friend and the other was her biological father. No matter what the future development will be, she did not intend to interfere with Lu Xishan’s divorce. At the very least, he had the right to find a new spouse.
Section 444
"Can I visit you and your children when I go back to Nancheng?"
After Xue Min asked, he immediately said, "If you can’t afford it, you can’t afford it."