Sweetheart wife is fierce and cute

Song Lin looked at her, feeling inexplicably funny, "What? Didn't Qiaoxi say that just now? What did you say? Could it be that I heard it wrong?"

Song Qiaoxi opened his eyes wide, looked at Song Lin and nodded, "Well, that's right, you misheard."

"Then, what did Qiaoxi say just now?" Song Lin touched the top of her hair and asked.

Song Qiaoxi dodged back, avoiding Song Lin's hand, and then said, "Father, what I just said is that if you guess correctly, then I will talk to you tomorrow."

Song Lin raised his eyebrows and looked at his daughter, "Qiaoxi, isn't tomorrow the same as today? Then there is no difference if you forgive Dad earlier or later?"

Who knew that he just asked this, Song Qiaoxi looked at him and shook his head, "Dad, it's not the same at all, tomorrow is tomorrow, today is today, it's not the same at all."

"Oh, that's it, then it really made Dad a little sad." Song Lin looked at Song Qiaoxi with a pitiful expression.

Song Qiaoxi was a little bit moved when he saw his father like this, but he still had to stick to his principles. If he said he didn't talk to him, he just ignored him, and it was useless to talk about breaking the sky.

"Father, please don't talk to me now, and come to talk to me tomorrow morning." Song Qiaoxi said, he stopped looking at him, lowered his head and continued to draw.

Seeing her like this, Song Lin moved closer, and asked, "Ah, Qiaoxi who paints, are you really ignoring Dad now?"

"Ah."

"Hey, if you are like this, then Dad will be really uncomfortable." Song Lin said helplessly.

"Then dad, if you agree to one of my requests, I'll take care of you today." Song Qiaoxi blinked, looked up at Song Lin with some mystery and said.

Song Lin felt that children would not be so unreasonable in their demands. What Song Qiaoxi said was nothing more than taking her to play when he was free, and so on.

Song Lin felt nothing, nodded, and said, "Okay, Qiaoxi, tell me, if Dad can promise, he will definitely promise you."

Seeing that he agreed, Song Qiaoxi leaned closer to Song Lin's ear, and said, "Father, can you let sister Qingqing be my mother in the future?"

Song Lin opened his eyes wide when he heard this, and the expression on his face was quite normal.

Although he knew why Song Qiaoxi said that, but in his eyes, this request was a little bit unreasonable.

"Qiaoxi!" Song Linren's tone increased without knowing it, "You are enough, this request is a little too much."

Song Qiaoxi pouted, "Where would it be? Dad, do you agree with me?"

"Qiaoxi, no matter what, your mother is still alive in this world. How can you call someone else's mother? If you are like this, how sad will your mother be when she comes back?" Song Lin and Song Qiaoxi is reasonable, this is a very serious problem!

"Hmph, stinky dad."

After Song Qiaoxi finished speaking, he ignored him, picked up his painting tools and went back to his room, closing the door.

Song Lin watched Song Qiaoxi leave and scratched her head in pain. How could she not know why Song Qiaoxi made such an unreasonable request to him today?
She is also very eager to have a woman who can be called her mother!

Fu Qiao, where are you?
Song Lin couldn't hide the sad look in his eyes, it was really too painful.

As soon as Sheng Qingqing took out the dishes, he stood in the dining room and saw that Song Lin was alone in the living room.

Wearing an apron, she walked over to look at Song Lin who was holding his head, and asked casually, "Why are you alone now? Where's Qiaoxi?"

"She's gone home."

Sheng Qingqing nodded when he heard the words, stayed here for a while, and was about to lift his foot to leave when Song Lin said, "Is the food ready?"

"Oh, and there's a soup cooking in the pot."

Song Lin nodded, not planning to stay in the living room anymore, decided to go outside the balcony to stay.

When he was about to walk outside the balcony, Sheng Qingqing stopped him.

"Wait, Mr. Song."

Song Lin turned to look at her, "What's wrong?"

Sheng Qingqing almost forgot that there was one more important thing that he hadn't told Song Lin.

"Mr. Song, come here first, I'll show you something, this is made by Qiaoxi." Sheng Qingqing walked towards the restaurant.

Hearing that "Qiaoxi" did it, as soon as Song Lin heard this, he followed Sheng Qingqing and walked with her.

In the restaurant, as soon as he stopped, he saw Sheng Qingqing playing with a square box, which seemed to be used to hold cakes.

"I made this when I was in the kindergarten this afternoon. Qiaoxi and I made it together, but I was just helping out. In the end, Qiaoxi should have done it by himself." Sheng Qingqing looked at the cake on the table and said to Song Lin said.

Song Lin saw the cake on the table. Although it wasn't very pretty, if a child made it, it would be pretty good.

"Did she really do this?" Song Lin asked.

"Well, she made it. When she first made it, she was still telling me, Mr. Song, although you didn't come, you still have to taste the cake she made by yourself." Sheng Qingqing recalled that time Tell Song Lin what the cake looked like when it was made.

"Did she really say that?" Song Lin couldn't believe it.

After all, I didn't accompany her to the parent-child activity held in the kindergarten today, I think I should be angry, now...

In short, no matter what, it could be considered that his daughter forgave him, and what she just said was just a moment of anger.

Sheng Qingqing looked at the incomprehensible expression on Song Lin's face, and stood aside without saying a word.

Song Lin pulled out the chair, sat down, and began to taste the cake made by his daughter.

At this moment, there was a faint burnt smell coming from the kitchen, Sheng Qingqing exclaimed: "Ah! My soup!"

Song Lin was about to put the cake in his mouth, but when he saw Sheng Qingqing's bluffing, he was taken aback for a moment, and then laughed again.

After such a long time, she has never heard any complaints from her, and Qiaoxi has become more and more attached to her, but she has taken good care of Qiaoxi, and he is very grateful to her.

Song Lin thought about it, took a bite of the cake, and felt that the taste of the cake was not bad, as long as it was delicious, it was mixed with a strong sweetness!