"Brother Ming."

Song Xiaomeng's favorite is probably Gong Ming, besides Song Xiaobao, especially Gong Ming has been very busy recently. Although he came to Song Yiran every now and then to show his presence, he deliberately avoided Song Xiaomeng every time.

Is the purpose? Haha, of course, if you can't get it, you will always be in agitation.

Cough cough, it’s just that it’s because Song Xiaomeng can’t see it and can only miss it. Then she carved her mind and thought about him more and more. The extremely bad ideas are very useful to Song Xiaomeng.

Now, Song Xiaomeng has seen Gong Ming more easily than seeing Song Xiaobao. She threw herself into someone's arms and hugged her neck. She rubbed her face over and acted intimately.

Gong Ming quickly caught his little princess, and his introverted and calm expression instantly turned into a thick and tender and doting style, like a deep pool, with blue waves rippling in autumn colors, making people want to be intoxicated in it forever.

Song Yiran looked sad from the side. It turns out that the girl was too big to stay.

He turned around and glared at Li Shaoyan beside him: "It's all your fault that you are not good at it, otherwise the second child would definitely be a twin. Two sons and two daughters, and two good words are great. But now there is only such a precious daughter left, and she will be abducted by another man."

Song Yiran felt more and more aggrieved as he spoke, and his eyes suddenly turned red.

At that moment, Li Shaoyan suddenly regretted it very much and couldn't help but want to say ignorantly, "No matter what the balance of the dark world is broken, what does it have to do with him, Li Shaoyan. He only needs his women and children to be safe, happy, and happy," but he finally held it back.

Sometimes you have to be cruel enough to live a safer life.

"Be good, my fault, my fault, don't be angry, be careful not to get angry. Look, it's not that our girl is coming back, just think she has grown up and went to boarding school, and it's not like she's back on holidays. Besides, with Xiaobao accompanying her, what else are you worried about?"

Li Shaoyan patiently comforted him and showed the greatest patience and gentleness of his life.

Song Yiran finally held back her tears at the end. When she turned around, she saw Xiaomeng looking at her worriedly. Shui Lingling's big eyes were full of her own shadow, and she suddenly felt as soft as water.

What does it matter? She thought it was her Song Yiran's daughter after all, right?

"Gong Ming, come here for me."

Humph, don’t think that this will make my baby Xiaomeng fool away. I warn you that you have to pay too much attention.

Song Yiran looked domineering and took the lead in placing the script in his heart. Gong Ming looked up at Li Shaoyan and quickly looked away. He lowered his head and patted Song Xiaomeng's head, wishing her to wait alone in the living room, and then hurriedly chased her upstairs.

In the study, the expression on Song Yiran's face was a serious expression that Gong Ming had never seen before.

Even on the island of the Gong family, Song Yiran and his uncle Gong Jue never showed such a serious expression to him when facing certain things.

Now, of course he knows what this means.

So, take the initiative.

"Aunt Song, don't worry, I won't force Xiaomeng to do anything. I just want to guard her, spoil her, protect her, and watch her grow up safely and happily. Be able to participate in her growth and accompany her through many scenery and first time in life. Before Xiaomeng falls in love with me, she will never confess her love. I will give her the right to choose, and it doesn't matter if she can't fall in love with me in the end."

After a pause, Gong Ming also exuded a solemn and serious aura: "I promise."

Song Yiran didn't say a word, she even opened her mouth, but Gong Ming had blocked her retreat. What else could she do? What would she say?

Finally, he could only sigh helplessly and waved his hand powerlessly to ask Gong Ming to do whatever he should do.

The people in the study opened and closed, leaving Song alone to hurt the spring and the autumn.

Damn, she wants to have another daughter. It is said that her daughter is Mommy's close-fitting little cotton jacket, but her little cotton jacket is going to go out and be independent. She, a mommy, is not used to the cold.

A few minutes later, the door of the study opened again.

Li Shaoyan saw Song Yiran lying on the chair at a glance, as if her heart was hollowed out. At that moment, he felt extremely distressed. He walked forward quickly without thinking, pulled the lonely woman into his arms, and hugged her tightly.

"What are you thinking about, fool?"

"No, I'm just sad."

"You, you said it's no big deal. You think our baby is so cute, I can arrange a special plane to ask you to go to the Gong family to find someone at any time. It's only a dozen hours away."

"Hmph, it's light."

Song Yiran snorted, complaining neither light nor heavy. Despite making a disgusting attitude, his hands unconsciously hugged Li Shaoyan tightly. He imitated him, as if he wanted to integrate the other party into his bones and blood.

"Yes, yes, yes, I don't understand your deep love between mother and daughter. Humph, if it were me, I'm afraid you would have just beaten the gongs and the gongs and the farewell."

Song Yiran, who was originally immersed in sorrow, suddenly laughed when he heard Li Shaoyan’s resentment from such a deep-seated woman. He seemed to have suddenly been lit with a smile, and he couldn’t stop. He laughed so hard that he leaned forward and backward, and the branches trembled.

"Oh, Li Shaoyan, are you jealous? Is it? Is it?"

"Yes, yes, jealous."

Li Shaoyan thought to himself, what's wrong with him eating his daughter's jealousy? He was just jealous at home, but outsiders didn't know. In the eyes of others, Li Shaoyan was also a cold, sharp and overlord business giant!

So if there is anything to hide, he has always been open and honest.

"Tsk tsk, no wonder it's so sour."

Song Yiran pretended to be disgusted and stretched out his hand to pinch his nose. Li Shaoyan was unhappy. He grabbed the arm that had passed by, opened his mouth and bit her nose, deliberately showing a fierce expression: "What, do you disgusted? It smells bad?"

"really."

Song Yiran smiled and continued to tease him without fear of death.

Li Shaoyan smiled even colder, and opened his mouth and wrapped it directly around Song Yiran. He blocked all her sobs and deliberate provocations in his throat... It was bound to allow this little woman to infect Li Shaoyan's breath from the inside out.

This is his woman!

People who love each other have very loving interactions, so everything that happens later is naturally natural. It was an hour later when the two left the study and the children were not at home.

Not only Song Xiaomeng and Song Xiaobao, but also Duoduo and Alan.

“Where have you been going?”

"I'm afraid you will be embarrassed to hide from crying alone, so I asked Song Ming to take them all away."

Li Shaoyan smiled gently and dotingly, and Song Yiran glared over angrily. Unfortunately, she looked springy, and no matter how she looked, she was charming and intimidating, but she had no deterrence at all. But she didn't know it yet, and she did it on purpose.

"It's rare that there are only two of us left, just treat it as enjoying the world of two. Baby, what do you want to do now?"

Li Shaoyan took a step forward, gently circled the waist of his beloved woman from behind, and placed her chin on her shoulders. He turned his head slightly to ensure that his slightly cool lips were pressed against her hot earlobes, and he could take advantage of it with a slight movement.

"Ah, I suddenly remembered that we hadn't cooked anything together. Today is such a good opportunity, why not make some children's cookies for Duoduo and Alan?"

"It's OK, but baby, can you?"

Li Shaoyan raised his eyebrows. Although he knew that Song Yiran could cook and was quite good, he had never seen children's biscuits and other things before. The two big kids must have had no good life at the beginning. When the days were stable, the little kids would come to join in the fun, and there was no blessing at all.

"No, I can't learn it? Don't you know that there is something called Baidu now?"

Song Yiran rolled his eyes in anger. Li Shaoyan quickly apologized and took out the tablet when he was in a good mood. He hugged Song Yiran from behind and held the tablet in front of the two of them as a human computer desk, while Song Yiran began to search on Baidu.

Fortunately, there are all kinds of molds in the kitchen at home, from cartoon animals to all kinds of fruits or digital patterns.

In the first experiment, the two people chose naturally simple. They just need to mix the materials in a certain proportion, then make them into a model and put them in a mold. Once they are cooked, they will be done.

"This looks simple and open, that's all."

Song Yiran made the final decision, and Li Shaoyan stole another kiss on her face before Yiyi was reluctant to let go, rolled up her sleeves and went to the kitchen to find materials.

"Is the ratio of flour to water, egg and milk? When will the blueberry powder and strawberry powder be added?"

Song Yiran mixed her dough cakes with a serious look on her face, while Li Shaoyan was responsible for comparing the steps displayed on the tablet. Hearing her question, he immediately leaned over to look at it, but his face accidentally wiped Song Yiran's hand covered with dough.

So when he didn't notice it at all, a funny white mark suddenly appeared on his cold face.

Song Yiran couldn't wait for the answer, so he looked up and urged him to see it at first sight, and couldn't help laughing.

"What are you doing?"

Li Shaoyan looked puzzled, not knowing what Song Yiran was going crazy.

Finally restrained the smile on his face, Song Yiran told himself that he must hold it in, and then shook his head: "No, I just suddenly thought of a joke."

"Sure?"

"Of course, it must be extremely."

Li Shaoyan did not doubt that he was there, and nodded as a believer. Song Yiran escaped the disaster, quickly lowered his head and continued to kiss the face to cover up the smile on his face. He thought secretly, how could he find an excuse to leave and take out his cell phone to take pictures of Li Shaoyan at this moment?

Such a memorable scene, it would be a pity not to record it and become eternal.

Song Yiran was so immersed in his mind that the milk in his hand became too much if he accidentally found it too late, and the dough he had finally made became muddy again. Song Yiran was stunned and looked up at Li Shaoyan with a grievance.

"It's all your fault!"

Li Shaoyan...

Baby, it’s clear that you are not interested in yourself, how could it be my fault?

But in fact, can Li Shaoyan say it? Of course not, so he just smiled gently and pamperedly, stretched out his hand to rub Song Yiran's head and shine: "It's okay, we can start over. Anyway, there is enough time and enough materials. I'll accompany you."
Chapter completed!