Dog food from heaven: Mr. Song please keep a low profile when sprinkling sugar

She felt that Xue Zhenzhen might also need the influence of such an atmosphere and temperament, so that he would not lose his quality at every turn.

A day of Zhang Luo got nothing.

But Qiao Wan got a leisure instead.

Because she was really tired today, the dozen or so people who came over bought things, but they were not expensive, only a few hundred yuan at most.

When she went back at night, she locked the door and checked again that there was no problem.

This is ready to go back.

She looked at the headlights of the car that stopped in front of her.

Taking a closer look, I found that it was Song Yanshu...

The car window slowly lowered, and Qiao Wan could see more clearly.

"It's so late, don't you panic?"

Song Yanshu asked, obviously, he came to pick her up.

"It's okay, it's not too late, it's only seven o'clock in the evening, but this season, it may get dark a little faster."

"Don't catch a cold after a while."

"I'm fine, don't worry."

He saw a small object clutched in Qiao Wan's hand.

Song Yanshu asked, "What's in your hand?"

"A little toy, Cong Cong should like it."

"But today Congcong was taken back to play by his grandma."

"what?"

Qiao Wan was stunned for a moment. Not only was she worried that Mrs. Song would hurt the child, but it was too sudden and she didn't even tell her.

"She likes Congcong very much. After all, she is her own grandson. She has been looking forward to it for so long, how can she not like it?"

As Song Yanshu said, Qiao Wan couldn't figure out what he was thinking.

"Then when will I send it back..."

She thought, Mrs. Song would not go back to live completely, she hated herself, would she win so easily? This is obviously impossible.

"Song Yanshu, I want to call Cong Cong."

"If you don't worry, just fight!"

After Qiao Wan returned to Song's house, she called from the living room phone.

It was answered in no time.

"Hello? What's the matter!"

Qiao Wan pinched the phone and said, "How is Cong Cong?"

"He's sleeping now, well, don't ask me."

Grandma Song's voice was extremely cold, as if she was the one who gave birth to Cong Cong.

Everything about the Song family has nothing to do with her.

"Then I'll pick up the baby tomorrow!"

Qiao Wan's reply was equally cold.

The phone beeped and hung up.

Qiao Wan sat on the sofa, very angry.

How did things develop like this.

But Grandma Song will definitely not hurt her own grandson, right?
She put away the gadget first, and then brought it to Congcong when she came back.

Back in the room, she was also tired, so she really wanted to sleep...

Because she used to sleep in bed these days, she ran to Song Yanshu's bed.

It's all because Song Yanshu always likes to force her to sleep together.

It's been so long, I'm used to it.

After entering the room, she didn't care if there was anyone, she took a shower in her room, changed into her pajamas, and then lay down.

Song Yanshu also just came out of the bathroom.

Seeing someone on the bed, I couldn't help but feel my stomach tighten.

How long has he not touched a woman.

I remember the last time I was with Qiao Wan... It seems like it's been a while.

But now, his throat suddenly felt a little dry and uncomfortable.

Walking to the bed, he hugged Qiao Wan.

Qiao Wan was not asleep yet, and felt someone hugging her.

Looking back, Song Yanshu's breathing was a little uneven.

She wanted to break free, but there was no way.

Because I'm not strong enough...

Because she knew she couldn't break free, she simply didn't break free.

She thought Song Yanshu would let her go immediately, but unexpectedly, her clothes slipped off...

he won't be...

Qiao Wan couldn't help feeling nervous.

Indeed, the two of them added up to... twice.

It seemed too little, realizing her own thoughts, she couldn't help but patted herself on the head.

How can you think so...

Shame.

The man's lips were already covered, tightly entangled with her lips, and his tongue was forced into Qiao Wan's mouth.

Feeling the pressure, Qiao Wan couldn't help feeling a little uncomfortable.

She doesn't have an aunt now, and there seems to be no excuse to stop Song Yanshu...

"do not move!"

Song Yanshu's deep voice sounded, and his hand had already been placed on Qiao Wan's special part.

Made her very uncomfortable.

After a while, she felt her legs being separated, and then...

One night passed.

Both of them were so tired that they fell asleep after a while.

Qiao Wan felt her sticky body. She had already taken a bath, but she couldn't help but take another bath.

But it didn't take long for her to be defeated by her sleepiness, and she didn't wash for long.

Just went to bed.

When she woke up the next day, she just did something stupid by herself.

When she took a shower yesterday, she accidentally spilled the bath liquid in it. It was a miracle that she didn't fall down.

She felt that she had to remind Song Yanshu.

Or clean up the slippery mess on the ground first.

She started to get things ready to clean.

But not long after, Song Yanshu got up and saw that she was about to do something.

"doing what?"

"I... I spilled something. It's slippery."

"What does it matter? Let the servant do it. I didn't bring you back to make you work. Go on to sleep! It's so early."

Song Yanshu didn't have to go out today, so he could sleep more.

Qiao Wan thought about it, but she still got rid of the slippery liquid on the ground.

After all, if a servant came in later and didn't know that the ground was so slippery, wouldn't she be guilty.

After a while the door rang.

She went to open the door and looked in the mirror by the way.

No, the mark on the neck is too obvious...

She thought of a way to cover it up with her own liquid foundation before opening the door.

"Miss Joe..."

"Don't clean up now, go to another room!"

"Ok!"

As Qiao Wan spoke, she couldn't help being a little embarrassed.

Thinking that I seem to be going to open a shop today, it just relieves this embarrassment.

Why don't you wait for her to come back and pick up Congcong by the way.

She was worried about leaving Congcong in the Song family's old house.

She felt very dangerous.

After going out, she learned to be smart this time. First, she went to see the store that just opened yesterday by herself, and then went in to have a look.

Looking at it this way, it really did not meet his expectations.

This store really belongs to Shen Jingyi.

There is still a picture of her on the wall.

A waiter came over and introduced with a smile: "Excuse me, what do you want, this is a Guofeng specialty store, and the things inside are all customized!"

Qiao Wan sneered a few times in her heart, didn't this Shen Jingyi resign from the company on purpose, and then came to disturb her and pollute her sight?
Thinking about it makes me feel funny.

She thought she would be defeated.

"Excuse me, what do you want?"

The waiter asked again.

"I'll take a look."

Qiao Wan looked at the things here, because Xiao Hei managed to get the things, so Shen Jingyi will definitely not have a channel, and they will not be the same as her products.

"Okay then, look."

Seeing that she was about to make a sale, Qiao Wan quickly interrupted: "Where is your lady boss, I'm here to find her."

"She will be here in a while today, just wait a while!"

"alright, no worries."

Qiao Wan didn't intend to really wait for Shen Jingyi to come.

Instead, he found an excuse and left.

Back in her shop, she got her things done first.

Then think again.

If she hadn't discounted for nearly a week, those people wouldn't have bought so many things.

She didn't believe that Shen Jingyi could sell things at a discount and lose money for the rest of her life.

She felt that she was confident that she could solve all the difficulties and turn the tide.

When Song Yanshu woke up, he didn't see Qiao Wan, but he was actually puzzled.

This woman, won't open a shop again, will she?
Hehe, I always don't believe that he will support her for the rest of my life, so I can't wait to go out to make a living by myself?
He wanted to see how Qiao Wan's shop was doing.

Anyway, not much to do today.

It was a bit difficult for Qiao Wan to take care of such a big store by herself.

So she found a little black to help her again.

Anyway, Xiao Hei was also pestered and disturbed by women at home.

Happy to come to her this sanctuary.

"I am coming."

"Then help me pack my things!"

"it is good."

Qiao Wan specially made a lighter aroma, and then made two cups of tea.

Fragrant, very nice smell.

"Here."

Xiao Hei took it as if flattered, and tasted it.

"Well, it's delicious."

"I bought this from another place specially, it's very good."

Qiao Wan sat in the shop, looking at the bright sunshine outside, she felt very beautiful.

Talking and laughing with Xiao Hei.

The air conditioner was also kept on.

"Is your budget adequate? These things are already expensive."

Qiao Wan thought for a while, and said: "That's enough, but I will keep earning it back, and then return it to Song Yanshu."

"Well, have you ever thought about leaving Cong Cong in the Song family, and then..."

"And then go alone?"

As Qiao Wan said, she was not angry.

It is understandable for Xiao Hei to ask such a question.

After all, the Song family is so big, and there will be family property to inherit in the future.

But... She always felt uneasy.

Congcong is still so young, how pitiful it would be if he was bullied by others!

"No... At least, I have to take a look first, and then bring Congcong up."

"Then your youth will be let down."

Xiao Hei is someone who considers everything for her, not for the person Qiao Wan cares about.

No matter who Qiao Wan cared about most, he would never encourage Qiao Wan to pay infinitely for that person.

Even if Qiao Wan wanted to.

"Me? You should still think about yourself. Is it time to find someone to be with you? I think I'm fine now."

Xiao Hei saw through Qiao Wan, and said, "You're lying, I don't think you're doing well, if someone is willing to take you away..."

Qiao Wan didn't know what he was talking about, and wanted him to stop.

But in the next second, a figure appeared at the door.

It was Song Yanshu.

Fortunately, at this distance, he couldn't hear the conversation between the two of them clearly, and it seemed that they had just arrived.

Xiao Hei quickly stopped talking.

Song Yanshu walked in, looked here, and then at Qiao Wan: "The layout of this place is good, almost catching up with the museum opened by the Song family."

Qiao Wan listened, and poured a cup of tea for Song Yanshu by the way.

She felt a little embarrassed.

Unknowingly, he touched his neck.

The traces of last night are still there, but others can't see them, and they feel ashamed thinking about them.