Who’s The Boss? - Chapter 474

Yu Tingchuan looked at her and asked, “We have only known each other for 400 days?”

It was originally a reason to find it casually. Now when he pointed it out, Song Qingcheng was a little confused. He sat down at the table and remedied what he said: “Maybe I remembered it wrong, just as it was to celebrate 500 days of acquaintance in advance.”

After saying this, she picked up the bowl and spoon to serve the soup.

Sheng Hao, put it at Yu Tingchuan’s hand.

She looks serious and considerate, like those gentle and virtuous wives in Japanese TV dramas.

Yu Tingchuan smiled and watched her showing her affection, but he also cooperated.

After a meal, both of them looked good.

Putting down the chopsticks, Song Qingcheng took out a bunch of freshly squeezed apple juice from the kitchen. Each person poured a glass. She raised the glass and explained: “Don’t drink alcohol to hurt your stomach. The doctor also said, let me eat more apples.”

Yu Tingchuan took a sip of apple juice, put the cup back on the table, and said slowly, “It seems that I am in a good mood today.”

“It’s okay.” Song Qingcheng said, drinking the juice intently.

Seeing that she was so insincere, Yu Tingchuan’s emotions were infected. He got up and went to the living room, turned on the rare audio equipment, and lyrical music came slowly.

In this mood, Yu Tingchuan and Song Qingcheng danced with their arms around the house.

Just like one night…

Song Qingcheng had said to learn to dance before, but she never took action. Her dance steps were still messy as last year. Later, she took off her slippers and gently stepped on Yu Tingchuan’s feet.

The soles of her feet are men’s black cotton socks, so they won’t catch cold.

Yu Tingchuan’s arm embraced her lightly, and the other hand stroked the back of her head, cuddling each other, lingering in his ears were sultry English lyrics.

The song is the English version of “Love, It’s Simple”.

Song Qingcheng circled Yu Tingchuan’s neck, his cheeks pressed against his shoulders, and he was extremely emotional under the light.

[I, love, you (I love you)]

[Say, we”re, together, baby (say that our souls are together)]

…

[I,, only, give, my, life (I can only give you my life)]

…

[I, will, promise, you, my, heart (I will promise you my heart)]

This time, no one interrupted them.

Yu Tingchuan lowered his head and Song Qingcheng looked at him with a sweet heart. Yu Tingchuan’s mouth seemed to be smiling, and he stroked her cheek with a rough thumb. Then, his thin lips touched her hairline lightly, and then the kiss fell on her. At his eyebrows, the man’s voice is low and slow: “I will practice dancing more at home in the future.”

Song Qingcheng asked why.

He said: “I learned that I can dance well outside in the future.”

Song Qingcheng: “I’ll go to a dance class when I have time.”

The two talked differently. I don’t know when the atmosphere began to undergo subtle changes. It was the tender affection and the soft kisses, and gradually, the music became boring and greasy.

Song Qingcheng felt very peaceful and steady. On her lips, there were men’s thin lips. This kind of kiss was a bit more lingering, and it seemed uncontrollable. When the man opened her teeth and was invaded, she started In response, when he was taking in his own breath, he also wrapped his tongue and kissed each other tenderly.

When they were separated, Song Qingcheng looked at Yu Tingchuan with a narrow gaze, “Although I have said it several times, I still want to thank you for doing it for me.”

Yu Tingchuan just embraced her even more.

At night, wherever love comes, I have a little indulgence in room and affairs.

Song Qingcheng didn’t take herself off without an inch. At first, she lay on her back. Later, she lay down on the pillow. The man breathed hotly in her ears, through the thin fabric, and touched her like that. Feeling grasping something but unable to grasp it, she lowered her slender neck to look at it. The visual effect made her subconsciously cooperate.

At the last time, Yu Tingchuan still used his hands.

Song Qingcheng bent his head to help him.

Yu Tingchuan stroked her smooth long hair with gentle movements, and soon got up to go to the bathroom.

Before going to bed, Song Qingcheng said, “I have checked it, so it shouldn’t matter.”

As long as he doesn’t come in, he won’t get any TB disease.

Yu Tingchuan has finished the cleaning work, and after hearing the words, he took people into his arms: “Even if you don’t get sick, you should pay attention. In the next few days, you can’t be like tonight.”

What this said–

As if she forced him.

Song Qingcheng leaned on him, his face was slightly hot, but he couldn’t say anything to refute.

Thinking of just now, I really had that meaning first.

…

The child’s full moon wine is scheduled for October 6, which coincides with the National Day.

In the evening of September 29, Joice found Song Qingcheng on QQ and told her: “The teacher said, we can rest for 7 days on National Day!”

Song Qingcheng was born prematurely, Joice already knew.

After being discharged from the hospital, Song Qingcheng received messages from Joice every day for the first few days. It should be that the child came home after school and took the tablet to chat with her. The child’s question is simple, it’s not asking, “Is my brother asleep?” Did your brother drink milk?’ Song Qingcheng will patiently answer him.

Joice has a shy personality, Song Qingcheng will take the initiative to take pictures of children to show him.

One day, Joice started a video chat over there.

Looking at his little brother lying on the bed, Joice smiled shyly.

After the video call ended, Joice told Song Qingcheng that he had prepared a gift for his younger brother.

But later, Joice’s frequency with Song Qingcheng dropped, but every time he chatted, Joice still cared about his younger brother. Song Qingcheng guessed that Mu’s family might have told Joice that she was in confinement, so Joice was not allowed to disturb her all the time.

Now, when Joice mentioned the National Day holiday, Song Qingcheng guessed the child’s thoughts and mentioned that Yunbao would have a full moon wine on October 6, and asked Joice if he wanted to come to Nancheng in advance.

Joice arrived in Nancheng at noon on October 1.

Yu Tingchuan went to the airport to pick him up in person.

Mu Guyue originally planned to send his grandson over, but Joice sternly refused. Joice felt that he had grown up. Moreover, he had already flew by himself before and didn’t need grandma to send him to his father.

Joice walked out of the aisle exit of the airport with a big schoolbag on his back, just like every time he travels, he has a dolphin doll under his arm. Compared to two months ago, it is darker and taller. Yu Tingchuan is already standing and waiting outside. , The child saw his father, his eyes lit up, and he ran over immediately.

After Joice ran up, Yu Tingchuan picked up his son: “Did you have lunch on the plane?”

Joice ran with bangs flying, nodded, and smiled happily holding the dolphin.

When going back, Joice asked to sit in the co-pilot position.

Yu Tingchuan helped his son to fasten the seat belt. Joice had taken out a greeting card from his schoolbag and showed it to his father. Yu Tingchuan took the card and opened it. It was a picture drawn with crayons, a small house, grass, sun and black and white borders. Muquan, and the baby biting the pacifier.

“Give it to my brother?”

Joice understood what Dad was saying and smiled shyly.

When he arrived at Yunxi Road, Joice got off the car and ran to see his younger brother. Yu Tingchuan parked the car and returned to the villa. At the entrance, Joice’s sneakers were taken off at the entrance. He bent down to help the child arrange the shoes before going upstairs.

In the baby room, Joice was lying on the side of the crib, looking at his brother curiously.

Song Qingcheng sat beside and folded the diaper.

Seeing his father coming, Joice turned around, blushing, took the tablet and wrote: “Can I hold my brother?”

Yun Bao didn’t sleep, and was doing nothing in bed with his eyes open.

This afternoon, Joice carried his younger brother as he wished, but his father was holding him next to him.

Joice likes this younger brother, and Song Qingcheng is happy to see it. In any case, Joice is nominally Yu Tingchuan’s son. Not surprisingly, this father-son relationship will last a lifetime. If Joice and her child are estranged, or More or less affect other relationships in the family.

In the afternoon, except for going to the bathroom, Joice stayed with his brother.

Joice wrote and told Song Qingcheng that when his younger brother was older, he could carry his younger brother to play outside.

At night, he said he wanted to sleep with his brother.

That novelty hasn’t happened yet.

Seeing Joice holding a pillow into the baby’s room, Song Qingcheng didn’t want him to sleep on the floor. Yu Tingchuan came to visit the younger son after finishing his work in the study, but he saw the elder son who was kneeling on the ground carefully making the bed. A child sleeps in the master bedroom together.

Rainbow sleeps in his own crib, while Joice sleeps on the side of his father in the big bed.

At night, Song Qingcheng got up and fed the baby once.

The little guy seldom cries, even if he is hungry in the middle of the night, he will not cry and make a lot of noise.

After Song Qingcheng gave birth to a child, perhaps because of his son, he would wake up once or twice in the middle of the night.

She doesn’t have much milk, she drinks soup every day, and her appetite has increased.

When the child was drinking milk at night, his eyes were always closed, as if he had never woken up. The little nose touched her chest, and the little mouth kept on. Song Qingcheng held the child’s little fist, feeling soft in her heart.

As long as she wakes up to breastfeed, Yu Tingchuan will follow her, and the child will have to change his diapers at night. Song Qingcheng alone cannot accomplish this task.

But every time, without her helping, Yu Tingchuan can change his diapers.

The child will not cry when he asks his father to change the diaper.

At the beginning of October, the weather gradually cooled down.

On October 4, a few days before the child’s full moon, it happened to be a sunny day. Song Qingcheng was not at home. In the evening, he sat on a wicker chair on the lawn in front of the villa and watched Joice and the border dog running back and forth to throw a ball. The child was still sleeping and did not carry it out.

It was also that evening, Song Qingcheng saw another person who didn’t want to meet very much.

Muran language appeared in the eighth garden of Yunxi Road.

She came back with Aunt Gong. Aunt Gong went out to buy groceries. Unexpectedly, she ran into Mu Ranyu at the gate of the community. Mu Ranyu came to the house to apologize before, and Aunt Gong also met her.

Mu Ranyu said that she wanted to see Song Qingcheng. Aunt Gong didn’t want to bring her in. Mu Ranyu cried. She was no longer as arrogant as before. She really couldn’t cry. For a while, she attracted a lot of attention. It was the other residents who returned to the community who looked at the little girl pitifully, asked about the situation, and were willing to let Muranyu enter the community as the guest she invited.

No way, Aunt Gong had to take the person home.

When Mu Ranyu saw Song Qingcheng, his eyes were red, and the first sentence he said was: “Please help my brother.”