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

Qiao Wan guessed what Congcong meant. He probably messed up Song Yanshu's things on purpose. He didn't want to embarrass Qiao Wan, let alone make her feel uncomfortable.

But instead of leaving, she sat on the sofa and continued to look at Xue Zhenzhen's frantic and dissatisfied look.

Why, when it's her turn to show affection and show off, things will be different?
She doesn't understand what's wrong with her, and her life has been super unsatisfactory for a while.

"Hehe, Qiao Wan, this child dared to break brother Yan Shu's things because of you. He really didn't want his life."

She knew in her heart that these two people were now two conjoined twins, and they couldn't be separated no matter what.

Congcong snorted coldly, not planning to talk to this woman at all.

Qiao Wan sat firmly, facing such a mindless woman, she didn't have to be angry at all.

Thinking that her paintings were placed next to Song Yanshu's paintings, because she felt that the most dangerous place was the safest place, so she put her design drawings there.

But now Song Yanshu might see it.

Qiao Wan thought about it, and then she got up, and she went to pack it first. She has always believed in a saying, that is, if you don't take care of your own things, why should others cherish them.

When she went back, she happened to see Song Yanshu standing there, looking at her design.

"Song Yanshu, don't act like this, my things are well placed."

She hurried over to put it away.

"Is that why you don't trust me? I'm your husband."

When Qiao Wan heard this, she found it quite ridiculous. Husband, although Song Yanshu really didn't know about it when she was wronged, she didn't think that Song Yanshu had taken her as his wife.

Congcong, on the other hand, never blamed himself after waking up.

Sure enough, children are the most innocent in the world.

And she couldn't believe a jackal like Song Yanshu.

"It's not that I don't believe you. I just think that I need to do my own thing. Whatever you want to do, go with Xue Zhenzhen. It has nothing to do with me."

Qiao Wan didn't know when she became indifferent, so cold that she could stab someone to death with an ice pick.

"Huh? Qiao Wan, I'm asking you something, can't you even be polite?"

It was a bit unpleasant for two people to live in the bedroom.

After all, no matter what the reason was, she shouldn't blame Song Yanshu.

If it weren't for Song Yanshu, he would have been thrown into the garbage truck, and now he can't even find his body.

"Uh, well, it's a big deal that I haven't put my things in." She got up and walked to the living room outside.

Song Yanshu found that there was nothing harmful, so he went to deal with the Xu family's affairs first.

Seeing Qiao Wan approaching, Xue Zhenzhen felt depressed for a while. She was worried that if the two had been together for a long time, would Song Yanshu have feelings for Qiao Wan?
The more she thought about it, the more something was wrong, and she felt that there seemed to be some secret between the two of them, and this child, who did not know where it came from, could not be...

Xue Zhenzhen was frightened by his own thoughts. After all, what if two people were together?
But the child looked two or three years old, and they had only been married for a year.

Seeing Xue Zhenzhen's embarrassed face, Qiao Wan said, "Hehe, what disgusting thoughts are you planning?"

Xue Zhenzhen hadn't refuted yet, when Song Yanshu just came in.

She immediately pulled Song Yanshu and said, "Brother Yanshu, why is this person so unqualified? He said I was disgusting when he first came up, did you hear that?"

Congcong immediately pointed out: "No, it's obviously you, you are the one who treated Xiaowan's mother badly, when Xiaowan's mother and I went out shopping, you snatched our milk tea and poured all our milk tea Lost."

Song Yanshu asked Xue Zhenzhen, "Is what he said true?"

The person he hates the most is someone who bullies others. No matter who they are, it makes him feel extremely disgusted.

Xue Zhenzhen quickly waved his hand and said, "Listen to what the child said, maybe it was Qiao Wan who taught her to say that on purpose, and besides, this is not your child, why listen to this child's nonsense."

After finishing speaking, she took Song Yanshu's arm, and quickly stuck to it and said, "Grandma Song said that she really misses you. After all, you are the only member of the Song family in the country, so she naturally missed you."

Qiao Wan watched the backs of the two leaving, and an inexplicable anxiety surged up in her heart.

Anyway, she is still his woman in name, now she is really on the same level, nothing counts, neither advancing nor retreating.

It's just heart-wrenching
She got up and went back to her bedroom.

When it was time to drive, the butler asked in advance: "Young Master Song, do you want to take Miss Qiao with you?"

"You can ask." Song Yanshu said.

It seems very careless.

Xue Zhenzhen's shining eyes shone with joy.

It seems that he has no feelings for Qiao Wan at all.

The butler immediately went to Qiao Wan, went up to the second floor, and knocked on the door after arriving at the room.

"What's up?"

Qiao Wan thought it was Song Yanshu who came, but she had a little expectation in her heart.

But when he opened the door, he found that it was only the housekeeper, and the slightly happy heart was suddenly wiped out.

She looked at the butler helplessly, Zhou Zhou frowned and said, "Butler? Why you."

The butler smiled, bowed respectfully, and said.

"It was the young master who asked me to ask you if you want to go to the Song family's old house together."

The Song family's old house? Isn't it the Song Taimai's side?
Tell her to make sure there is no other purpose, and is it to make her ask for trouble?
"Um, I'm not going."

She is not the kind of little daughter-in-law who just accepts everything and will not let go of her dignity casually.

Especially... Do I have anything to do with Song Yanshu? I still have to get mad at myself.

"That's okay. Then I'll go and report to the young master. The young master should not be at home these two days. Therefore, I will help you with the basic necessities of life here. You don't have to worry about it."

Qiao Wan nodded, she couldn't be happier, she thought, she went back to the bedroom, lying on the bed, not energetic.

Xue Zhenzhen was very happy when he heard that Qiao Wan would not come.

She immediately got into Song Yanshu's arms, and said with a smile: "Brother Yanshu, I knew that you would not abandon me."

Song Yanshu didn't speak, but his face was not pretty either.

But Xue Zhenzhen didn't mind, as long as Song Yanshu was willing to listen to her and not reject her, she already felt very happy.

I don't know why he always looks out of the window.

Xue Zhenzhen wanted to lean over again, but was frightened away by Song Yanshu's eyes.

She didn't dare to go forward again, lest she look like an unscrupulous woman.

Even more unlikable.

"Be quiet for me, you can't sit here, you know? I have a cleanliness."

Qiao Wan stood on the balcony and couldn't see anything except the car slowly driving away.

There is also a sense of relief in my heart.

Congcong played a few game consoles, came to Qiao Wan's side, squeezed her sleeves and said, "Mother Xiaowan, if you care, go for it. I believe in you, mother Xiaowan, you are the best in the world." The most beautiful woman."

Qiao Wan smiled, touched Congcong's head and said, "Who did you learn these words from?"

Waving his hand, Congcong looked panicked, his moist red mouth was shaking with the frequency of his head.

"I didn't learn from anyone, that's what it said on TV."

"Children, study more and watch less TV, you know? It's not good for your body and mind."

"Yeah, as long as Xiaowan's mother says, then I will definitely listen."

Congcong ran to the refrigerator, took out the jelly and mango that he had frozen, put them in front of Qiao Wan, and said, "Mother Xiaowan, eat something."

Qiao Wan felt that this little guy was too cute and very good at making things happen, and felt as if she had bullied him.

He took a large piece of mango and fed it into Cong Cong's mouth.

"This is the mango heart, the biggest and sweetest part, how about it?"

"Yeah, it's really sweet."

The two were chatting and laughing, Qiao Wan suddenly remembered that she had not yet finished drawing the design drawings, so she took out the drawings and continued to work.

But before taking it out, she took a closer look, and she always felt that just now, this painting seemed to have been taken away by someone. Seeing these paintings, Qiao Wan hesitated.

Maybe I thought it wrong, but I actually forgot how to put it just now.

Qiao Wan picked up those black marker pens and signature pens again, stroke by stroke, added the measurement of the ruler, and worked hard.

She didn't want to be locked up by Song Yanshu as a pet who knew nothing, she had to be independent.

She took a few more books for reference, so as not to be out of inspiration.

Seeing these books that he couldn't understand, Cong Cong quickly said: "There are so many books, I can't even understand them. Since Xiaowan's mother works so hard, I have to read them well and follow Xiaowan's mother as an example." Just do it!"

After finishing speaking, Congcong started to flip through the book.

The room suddenly became very quiet, only the sound of Qiao Wan drawing a design drawing.

After waiting for two hours, she had already felt her shoulders hurt from drawing. Without these things, she would feel unaccustomed to being idle.

Turn around and go to Congcong again.

But there was no Cong Cong on the children's sofa at the back.

Qiao Wan was a little confused, she stood up and looked around.

"Congcong, didn't you mean reading? Why is it gone now?"

Qiao Wan looked at the little bed, and suddenly there was a cute bulge. Congcong curled up inside like a bug, looking really cute

Qiao Wan took a closer look, and found that Cong Cong had closed his eyes and fell asleep breathing evenly.

Seeing that, Qiao Wan couldn't help kissing Congcong's little cheek.

Then he covered him with the quilt and walked out.

In the car, Xue Zhenzhen took out her mobile phone and looked at the photo album of the mobile phone. She took the opportunity to send the picture she just took to the software while no one was paying attention.

Sent to Xiaoyue in the message box.

A few words were typed over there.

"What are these?"

"These pictures were all taken by me just now. They are the ones that Qiao Wan is drawing for the design of the competition essay."