Forbidden-desire, mad, villainous rough man VS Transmigrated lucky young master. Song Chi transmigrated into a book.
Good news, he became the son of a rich man. Bad news, he's an arrogant...
Jiang Moyan's face was very red and he didn't say anything, but he looked in a very good mood.
In the past three years, his relationship with his young master has made rapid progress.
Now, no matter how much he bullies the young master, the young master will not be angry. Only when he goes too far occasionally, the young master will kick him.
At other times, I would let him hold me in his arms while I read novels, and would kiss him obediently.
"Why are you laughing at me? Are you out of your mind?" Song Chen looked up and said to Jiang Moyan.
"No, I'm fine."
Jiang Moyan carried the tray and walked beside Song Chen, then immediately withdrew his gaze.
His young master is still as fierce as ever, but now he is only fierce during the day. If he kisses him at night, the young master will definitely cry.
"Xiao Chi, we're back after washing our hands."
Song An and Song Lele ran into the pavilion, raised their hands to show Song Chi, and said in a baby voice, "Wash your hands thoroughly, they are clean!"
"Yeah, that's great."
Song Chi touched Song An and Song Lele's heads, picked them up and put them on the stone bench.
Song An and Song Lele sat on the stone bench very obediently. Song Chi handed them the dumplings, and they ate them obediently without needing anyone to feed them.
Song Chen sat down opposite Song An and Song Lele, and yawned sleepily again.
Song Chi sat next to Song Lele, looked at Song Chen and asked, "Fourth brother, did you not sleep well last night?"
"Um."
Song Chen replied simply.
Song An and Song Lele took a bite of the steamed bun at the same time and immediately said, "Fourth brother must have been reading novels all night again."
Song Chen, who was exposed, was not angry. He yawned again, picked up the soy milk and took a sip, then glanced at Song An and Song Lele opposite him, "The juice from the dumplings is all flowing out."
Song Lele, "Ah, it's flowing to my wrist. It's dirty, wipe it off."
"Well, just wipe it. Raise your hands."
Song An, "Xiao Chi, An An also needs to be wiped."
"Okay, wipe them all."
Song Chi wiped Song Lele's wrist with a tissue, and then wiped Song An's wrist.
In fact, Song An's wrists are very clean, but if they are not wiped, Song An will get angry.
Because both people must have the same thing, if one of them doesn't have it, he will cry until the other person is deaf.
Song Chen ate a meat bun with his chin in his hand, watching Song Chi wipe the wrists of Song An and Song Lele, and he admired him very much.
If it were him, he would let them wipe it themselves, but he doesn't have the patience.
Lu Yanchen has a better temper and even lets the two kids sleep with them on Saturdays and Sundays.
He found it troublesome just thinking about brushing their teeth and dressing them in the morning.
Song An and Song Lele, who were being stared at by Song Chen, ate their dumplings while blinking at Song Chen, not understanding why Song Chen was looking at them like that.
Song Chen didn't explain and continued to eat the meat bun in his hand, looking at the sea of roses outside the pavilion. The wind with the scent of roses blew in his hair.
Since he received the antibody vaccination three years ago, he has had nothing to do.
I read novels every day and my life is quite comfortable.
When you are bored, you can go back to the 80s or go out to play in the real world, without any worries or financial pressure.