"If I encounter something I'm unsure of in the future, I will definitely ask you for help."
"Song Jingcheng, I will do my best to snatch your connections from you, use your status, and order your subordinates around."
"I'm definitely not being polite with you!"
Song Jingcheng's fingers kept rubbing against her back from time to time, but there was no ambiguity, only tenderness.
"good."
Having stayed awake all night last night, Song Jingcheng felt a little sleepy while lying next to Shen He.
It was strange that there was no calming aromatherapy here, but he felt too sleepy to open his eyes.
When Xie Jin returned with his belongings, he saw his boss had fallen asleep. A flash of surprise crossed his eyes. He quietly put down his belongings and hurried outside to keep watch.
Song Jingcheng slept until after nine o'clock in the evening.
When I woke up, I found Su Jin was there too.
"Grandma." Song Jingcheng called her very smoothly.
Su Jin came to bring food to Chen He. When she heard the word "Grandma", she paused while serving the soup and muttered, "I brought black chicken soup. Chen He, have a big bowl, and you have a small bowl."
Giving him a small bowl is all love.
Song Jingcheng and Chen He looked at each other and laughed secretly.
The chicken soup stewed by Su Jin had a strong medicinal aroma. Song Jingcheng could smell it, but it had no taste when he drank it.
“It smells so good.”
Song Jingcheng held the bowl of soup and asked Su Jin, "Grandma, does this medicinal soup have any effects?"
Su Jin said frankly: "It has many benefits, and it is most useful for treating uterine cold. Our Miaomiao has a cold uterus, so we need to take good care of our body so that we can have a smooth pregnancy in the future."
Song Jingcheng was stunned.
Chen He's face also turned red, "Grandma, don't talk nonsense."
Su Jin didn't think there was anything wrong with saying this. She deliberately provoked Song Jingcheng: "Your sickly body is not suitable for having children. But our Miaomiao likes children, and she will definitely have children in the future."
"If you don't recover from this illness, the baby's father may not know who will take his place."
Chen He almost choked to death on a mouthful of soup. She couldn't go down or up, and she didn't even dare to look up at Song Jingcheng.
Song Jingcheng was holding the bowl of soup, and when he saw Chen He's guilty reaction from the corner of his eye, his heart finally died.
Very good, that night at Tingyu Club, he really was inseminated by someone else.
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