Song Ling shot over with a cold gaze and threw a pillow at him, "Shut up!"
Liu Zhiyuan couldn't help but laugh, and then said, "Honey, can I go with you?"
In fact, she hasn't gone out to sing for a long time, so it is necessary for her to relax occasionally.
Song Ling raised his thin lips slightly, "Of course!"
Liu Zhiyuan walked up to the man, hugged him and said happily, "Sing for me tonight."
Song Ling, "Okay."
Liu Zhiyuan became even more excited and pulled him, "Let's go, hurry up. I'm not drunk, I'll drive."
After the three of them walked a few steps, they realized that there was a little troublemaker in the house.
The three of them looked back and saw Song Lingchen sitting at the dining table, his chin supported by his hands and his face.
Liu Zhiyuan blinked, a little embarrassed, "I forgot about you, otherwise. Will you go with us? Then can you sing two nursery rhymes for us?"
Song Lingchen's face was full of disdain, "No! I don't understand English songs."
Liu Zhiyuan was helpless. This little guy really had a good memory.
Once at the Song family's house, they all went to sing after dinner, and the little guy followed. Yatong sang two English songs, but the little guy said he didn't understand.
"Can you go to bed on time when you are alone at home?" Liu Zhiyuan asked again.
Song Lingchen pouted and tried to bargain. His godfather had just bought a whole set of toy race cars, and he really wanted to play with more.
However, when Song Ling's eyes swept over, the little guy immediately nodded like garlic: "I know, I know!"
She looked at Song Ling pitifully. Song Ling raised his lips and hugged her, lowering his voice: "Ignore that little brat."
In this way, Liu Zhiyuan drove and took Song Ling and Xu Su to KTV to sing.
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