The only pet cute wife, Mo Shao's apex treasure

The car stopped at the cake shop, bought sweets and then walked back.

Soon we arrived at the hospital parking lot.

Song Zhao was carrying the bag of ice cream by himself, and in the other hand was holding a beautifully crafted small cake. When he got on the elevator, his face was still full of joy.

Even if a stranger meets him, he can still see the joy on his face.

"Do you think she will be upset if the doctor refuses to eat it?"

There are only three or two kittens in the elevator.

When Steward Shi heard this question, he was still a little confused.

"This...I don't know."

"Ask you don't know anything, what's the use of raising you."

Butler Shi was numb.

It's nothing.

It's useless to keep them.

I usually do so much work before and after, but now because I can't help you chase women, is it useless?

Steward Shi felt aggrieved and bitter, but he didn't dare to say woo woo.

With a beep, the elevator stopped on the sixth floor.

The two went out directly, walked in front as required, and found the door of the ward all the way.

The door is ajar.

Through the crack of the door, you can still see the girl lying quietly on the hospital bed inside.

At this moment, Song Zhao tidied up his clothes almost subconsciously.

It was hard for him to describe what he was feeling at this moment.

Or nervousness, or dread and fear.

Or uneasy.

Unexpectedly, there will be the feeling of a hairy boy when he sees his first love.

Steward Shi has already knocked on the door.

The butler, who was over fifty years old, obviously didn't notice his young master who was pregnant, and was only focused on business.

"Enter."

"Miss Tang, it's my third young master who has arrived."

He opened the door directly, pushed Song Zhao and walked in.

The atmosphere in the ward was good, only Tang Yao was watching TV boredly.

There was no sound up and down in the room, it was so quiet that it was unreal.

Tang Yao saw what Song Zhao was holding in his arms at a glance, and her almond eyes widened, looking at him brightly, "Third Young Master, what did you buy?"

He lifted the bag in his hand and handed it to the bed.

"ice cream?"

Tang Yao was surprised and delighted, and when she lost her composure, she just screamed.

He just reached out and took it.

Too much variety.

With so many feelings, she didn't know where to start.

After waiting for a long time, I chose a package and opened it in a fancy way.

"You can only eat a little bit." Song Zhao reminded in a low voice.

Worrying that she was too impatient and didn't restrain herself.

There was a little smile in Song Zhao's eyes, and when no one was paying attention, the pampering emotion in his eyes almost overflowed.

But now everything looks warm and comfortable, and the butler beside him can't help but feel much better.

Third Young Master really... I've seen him treat a girl like this for so many years.

Miss Tang is really the only one.

Tang Yao let out an "oh", and lost her interest a little.

But after a while, he said in a low voice, "I can put it in my mouth first, so that it will be warm when it goes into my stomach."

She was a little cautious, but also a little expectant.

And Song Zhao looked at her little expression, and his heart almost melted on the spot.

Looking at that pitiful appearance, I couldn't help feeling a little doting in my heart.

But there is no way.

"It will stabilize after a while, I'll buy you as much as you want, huh?"

Tang Yao was a little discouraged.

"Okay."

In fact, it was difficult for her to accept that just two hours ago, the same scene was staged here.

It's just that he told the old man not to let him drink milk tea.

Now the roles are reversed.

Ripped the ice cream.

Tang Yao was not in a hurry.

It seems that because it is too rare, so be extra cautious when eating.

"Just one bite..."

"Well, it doesn't matter if you can speak a little more." Song Zhao's face was full of smiles, and under the faint light in the room, he looked more youthful.

Butler Shi watched anxiously.

Third Young Master didn't realize it yet, his character set started to collapse.

The cold, paranoid, ruthless Song Sanshao in the past has now become a... warm man?
That's how it should be described.

Steward Shi was not very sure.

But all in all, handsome, warm and clean, and considerate and gentle, he really has nothing to do with the old third young master.

Tang Yao gave a heavy "um" and finally opened her mouth to take a bite.

It melts in the mouth, and it is sour and sweet, which is really refreshing.

Even the expression on her face softened a lot.

All the struggle and embarrassment of these two hours completely disappeared after swallowing this bite of ice cream.

Song Zhao breathed a sigh of relief, and quickly handed over the cake in his hand, "You can try this too, it's delicious nearby."

He explained in a low voice.

As if afraid that Tang Yao would not like it, "I asked the clerk in the supermarket to buy it specially, and the person in the cake shop said that this is the best one they sell."

"Okay. But I may have to eat later, I'm a bit full now."

"Row."

The air is a little stiff.

Song Zhao turned around and looked up.

"Why are you still standing here?"

Steward Shi, "Huh?"

"I'll follow you, Young Master San, isn't that me...is it always like this?"

What's wrong?
and many more.

As soon as he finished speaking, Steward Shi looked at his third young master's eyes and finally realized something was wrong.

Yes.

In the past, it was all business affairs, or it was the Song family's family affairs, so it didn't matter if I was there.

But now.

The third young master is going to fall in love!

He finally came to his senses, "Okay, third young master, stay here with Miss Tang, and I'll go out to smoke a cigarette."

How long does it take to smoke a cigarette.

But after all, it's just random excuses, just go out.

Butler Shi thoughtfully closed the door.

The ward was completely quiet, and there were only two people left.

Tang Yao quietly looked at the TV screen, which was showing the popular variety show.

A group of men in their 50s to [-]s show themselves on stage and break through themselves.

It happened to be playing the song "Wukong".

"Did you sing well?" She whispered.

Song Zhao noticed it, and turned his head to look at the TV screen, only to see the man with shoulder-length hair singing the song with an opera accent.

"He? I think he plays rock and roll."

"Well, I didn't expect to sing so well." Tang Yao looked a little embarrassed, "You don't know, I have watched it no less than ten times."

Song Zhao turned his head and stared at the screen.

Come to think of it, this man has his own charm.

It's just that he's a little uncertain right now.

Yaoyao likes this one, but she is a completely different type from him.

Whether they look good, have good styles, or even like their specialties and attitudes, they are all completely different.

Song Zhao took a sneak look at the girl from the corner of her eye, and indeed she could see something kind like a star in her eyes.

Suddenly a little depressed.

and so……

I should not be her ideal type.