Xiao Yuchen's bright black eyes blinked, thinking about what the two adults had just said, Ye Zhenzhen laughed at her father and said that her father was cold and heartless, but his father was not angry at all.
Hehe, dad finally let Ye Zhenzhen.
The little guy felt that his nervous little heart relaxed a little. He remembered that there were band-aids in his small suitcase, so he quickly took out a very cute blue bear band-aid from the box and handed it to Ye Zhenzhen.
"Mom, I have a Band-Aid here. Please help me put it on Dad."
Ye Zhenzhen glanced at Song Yuchen, who was smiling innocently, and then at the man who had already packed his luggage. She touched the little guy's head, "He just said no."
Song Jinze stood up and said in a calm voice, "I thought not."
Ye Zhenzhen:……
She just asked casually and never thought there would be a band-aid.
Song Yuchen held a band-aid in her little hand and stuffed it into Ye Zhenzhen's hand, then looked at her father and said, "Of course, dad, do you need to ask mom to put it on you?"
"Your dad can do it himself."
Song Yuchen: "My dad can't see how he can put it on by himself, right, dad."
Song Jinze was noncommittal and looked at Ye Zhenzhen, the meaning in his eyes was obvious: if you can't see it, you can't stick it.
Ye Zhenzhen frowned slightly, unmoved, what do you mean?
Why is this man so different from what she thought?
Song Jinze took two steps forward, sat directly on the bed, his handsome face slightly raised, and said in a calm voice, "I'll give you a chance, post it."
Ye Zhenzhen raised her eyebrows, this guy started to be narcissistic again!
"Mr. Song, if you say so, don't I have to thank you?" Give her a chance to get close to him?
Song Jinze couldn't help but raise the corners of his lips slightly. The look on the woman's face fell into his eyes, and he felt a little cute for some reason, which made him want to tease her, "Well... there's no need to be so polite. Why don't you say that too,
At least it’s a couple.”
Song Yuchen: "Mom, please put a band-aid on daddy. It's not you who is being polite to daddy, but daddy who wants to thank you!"
Ye Zhenzhen:……
Okay, no need to be so polite.
Then she is really rude.
Ye Zhenzhen bit her lower lip lightly, and used her thin white fingers to tear open this cute-looking children's band-aid...
Song Jinze was tall. He sat beside the bed, watching the woman's every move with a pair of deep eyes. The woman's original light body fragrance drifted into his nose inadvertently. It smelled good and made people feel very gentle and comfortable...
Just the next second, the comfort and tenderness disappeared in the pain from his forehead, "Hiss~"
Song Jinze clenched his teeth and said in a muffled voice, "Ye Zhenzhen!"
The corners of Ye Zhenzhen's lips raised, and the slightly amused smile on her delicate face reached behind her ears.
She tried her best to suppress the happiness that was about to overflow from her throat, and asked softly, "What's wrong, Mr. Song, do you want to thank me? You don't have to be polite to me."
Song Jinze's handsome face was so serious that water dripped from his face. Ye Zhenzhen couldn't help it anymore, she raised her lips and said, "Does it hurt? If I had known you were so afraid of pain, I should have asked the doctor to give you an anesthetic before applying it at the hospital."
Band-Aid, it won’t hurt at all!”
Ye Zhenzhen's heart: Hum hum, let you talk narcissistically again!
In the morning, he laughed at her mercilessly, saying that she was afraid of pain and the dose of anesthesia she received was different from normal people.
Wouldn’t I be afraid of pain as well!
Song Jinze frowned and stood up. Ye Zhenzhen instantly took half a step back.
The man continued to take half a step forward, his eyebrows were lowered and his voice was deep, "Ye Zhenzhen, I can finally tell. In addition to being ignorant of good and evil, you also hold grudges."
Ye Zhenzhen smiled with a sly look on her face, "Mr. Song's words are serious. After all, we are just a couple. What grudge can I have against you?"
Song Yuchen tilted his little head, watching the conversation between the two adults, half-informed, what kind of hatred is there?
What do they mean by this? Will there be a divorce?
Song Jinze:......
At this moment, he felt that the breath in his chest was not smooth, and he was slightly blocked.
The formerly docile kitten in front of me suddenly changed his personality and turned into a sharp-tongued wild cat. Even if he scratched him, he would take advantage of all the advantages...
He narrowed his dark eyes, pulled the suitcase and walked out, saying in a cold tone, "Let's go."
He doesn't care about a little wild cat.
Seeing this, Song Yuchen followed suit dragging his small suitcase, "Dad, can you help me get it?"
"Can't."
Song Yuchen pouted, "You've already taken it for mom, why can't you take it for me?"
Song Jinze walked in front without looking back, "Your mother is a girl and you are a boy. Boys must be independent. In addition to doing their own things, they must also help girls."
"Oh!" Song Yuchen nodded and followed his father.
Ye Zhenzhen followed the father and son out of the room. She closed the door. Seeing the little guy holding the suitcase with a reluctant expression on his face, she smiled and stretched out her left hand, "Xiaochen, come here, I'll give it to you."
take."
Her injured arm was on her right arm, but her left hand was still normal. There was no problem in pulling a child's suitcase.
In fact, the main reason was that this little guy was so cute just looking at his purring milk, and she couldn't bear to see his unhappy expression.
Hearing Ye Zhenzhen's words, Song Yuchen was actually very happy, but he still refused, "No, you are injured, and dad also said that boys should be independent and do their own things."
"My left hand is not injured. I am an adult and you are a child. It is only reasonable for an adult to help a child." After Ye Zhenzhen finished speaking, she was about to take the box from Xiaochen's hand. Before her fingertips could touch the lever, someone grabbed her first.
Already.
"Dad, take it." Song Jinze spoke first.
Song Yuchen was so happy that he clapped his hands, "Thank you, Dad!"
"Ye Zhenzhen, look, how kind my father is! You are also very good, I like you so much!" The subtext in the little guy's heart is, you must not divorce my father.
Ye Zhenzhen:……
This little guy is as big as a kid.
After checking out of the hotel, the family of three returned to Anseong along the same route.
Ye Zhenzhen didn't know until she arrived at the airport that Song Jinze arrived on a private jet. They took the airport's exclusive VIP passage. After passing through the passage, there were accompanying service personnel and bodyguards waiting for them.
Secretary Zhang stepped forward to take the luggage from Song Jinze's hand. He noticed the blue bear-patterned band-aid on his president's forehead, "President, your forehead..."
Song Jinze frowned, but Secretary Zhang didn't dare to ask further.
Song Yuchen raised his little head and said excitedly to Secretary Zhang, "Uncle Zhang, my mother put this on for my father, don't you think it looks good?"
Oh I got it.
"nice."
Secretary Zhang pursed her lips, trying not to let the smile in her heart show on her face, and said in a businesslike tone, "President, everything has been arranged."
"Yeah." Song Jinze nodded lightly and got on the plane with his wife and children behind him.
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Thank you to the babies who support Xiaoli~
small theater:
Ye Zhenzhen: Xiaochen, I’m very happy that you like me, but please don’t bring your dad with you, okay?
Xiaochen: No, my dad also likes you. Slowly you will find that my dad is actually very, very good!
Xiaochen's heart: Without me, this family will break up sooner or later~
I can't just watch Ye Zhenzhen divorce my father!
Xiaochen: By the way, please give the author some good reviews and votes~
Hey! At such a young age, I was really heartbroken...
(There will be another chapter later, those who can’t wait can read it tomorrow!)
