Take a good cub to set up a daughter-in-law

The snow outside stopped after a while, as if the snow just now was just for Song Liyuan to calm down.

"Mom, the snow has stopped again! Can I go down and build a snowman again in the afternoon." The little girl who helped with braids lay on the balcony and watched.

"Yes, but with your friends." Her mother was clearing the table aside.

"Mr. Song, can you change your clothes first? You're all wet, and you'll catch a cold later." A Yuan stood up and looked at Song Liyuan.

Song Liyuan gave A Yuan a wink, and said to Zhuo Ziyang across the room: "If Yangyang doesn't forgive me, I won't change. A cold will be cured. A cold is not as important as Yangyang."

A Yuan seemed to understand something, she smiled, and whispered in Song Liyuan's ear, "Teacher Song, be careful, don't wait until you really catch a cold, I'll cook the soup base first."

"Yeah, got it, go ahead, please." Song Liyuan pushed A Yuan away.

A Yuan shook her head and smiled helplessly. It was really interesting to watch Song Liyuan acting like a baby at the door of Zhuo Ziyang's room in the kitchen.

"Yangyang, can you forgive sister A Li? Sister A Li is so cold right now, and her hair is wet." Song Liyuan dragged her voice and looked aggrieved, talking on the door.

Zhuo Ziyang kept silent, even ran to the bed and covered his head with the quilt, not listening to what Song Liyuan said.

But Song Liyuan's voice became louder and shriller each time.

"Stop talking! There is heating at home! You won't catch a cold!" Zhuo Ziyang yelled under the quilt.

"Yes, Sister Ah Li's hair is wet and she didn't even dry it." Song Liyuan heard Zhuo Ziyang speak, and sat directly at the door, talking aggrievedly.

Suddenly Song Liyuan sneezed.

"Teacher Song! You're already sneezing, go take a hot bath, or you'll catch a cold." When A Yuan took the induction cooker out of the kitchen, she heard Song Liyuan sneezing.

Zhuo Ziyang heard it too, climbed out of bed behind the door and put his ear on the door to see if it was true.

At this time Song Liyuan sneezed again.

"Oh my God, maybe I'm really going to catch a cold." Song Liyuan hurriedly stood up and wiped her nose with a tissue, and touched her wet hair, a little unbearable.

"Hurry up and go to the hot bath, okay? Yangyang, if you don't forgive Teacher Song, she will really catch a cold. For the sake of Teacher Song being so pitiful, can you please forgive her a lot?" A Yuan Wearing an apron, he walked to the door of Zhuo Ziyang's room, knocked on the door and said.

Song Liyuan stood on the table in the living room and wiped her nose with a tissue.

Zhuo Ziyang relented behind the door, took a deep breath, patted his cheek, pretended not to be worried, and opened the door with a straight face.

"Yangyang, you are here." A Yuan saw Zhuo Ziyang walking out slowly.

"I'm just hungry." Zhuo Ziyang walked towards the restaurant without looking at A Yuan or Song Liyuan.

When passing by Song Liyuan, Zhuo Ziyang said with disdain: "I'm out now, you can go change your clothes and take a shower, if you don't go, don't blame me when you catch a cold."

Song Liyuan looked at A Yuan successfully and smiled, and A Yuan smiled heartily.

"Yangyang is really sensible, Mr. Song, why don't you hurry up and take a bath, and we won't wait for you to eat hot pot if you linger any longer." A Yuan pretended to agree with Zhuo Ziyang.

"Okay~ Our yangyang is so nice, I'll take a bath right away, and we'll have hot pot together!" Song Liyuan had a happy expression on her face.

Zhuo Ziyang sat on a chair and secretly looked at Song Liyuan. Seeing that Song Liyuan went back to her room to pack her clothes and take a shower, she felt relieved, but the expression on her face seemed to be a little worried, and she kept looking at the door of Song Liyuan's room. , Two little hands clasped back and forth.

"What are you looking at?" A Yuan saw Zhuo Ziyang's worried expression.

"It's okay." Zhuo Ziyang replied to A Yuan lightly, jumped off the chair and went to the cabinet to get a pack of 999 Ganmaoling granules, slowly poured the granules into the cup, and carefully picked up the hot water.

"Why don't I help you, the water is very hot." A Yuan was a little worried, so she followed Zhuo Ziyang and saw that Zhuo Ziyang was making cold medicine for Song Liyuan.

"No, I can do it myself." Zhuo Ziyang carefully poured hot water into the quilt, stirred it, and put it on the dining table where Song Liyuan was.

Seeing Zhuo Ziyang's operation, A Yuan couldn't help but feel that this is really a tsundere little warm boy.

When Qin Yaran got up, she received a text message from A Yuan saying that Yang Yang had disappeared, and she was very anxious, so she immediately called, but no one answered.

A Yuan's mobile phone was placed in the kitchen, and the three of them watched a movie on the sofa in the living room after eating and drinking. The volume of the movie was too loud, and no one heard the phone ringing.

"Why is no one answering the phone?" Qin Yaran was very anxious, and called Song Liyuan again, but no one answered.

It is impossible for a person to return to China right away when he is abroad. At this moment, Qin Yaran didn't know what to do, so he simply washed up and went to find Zhuo Yichen.

"What's wrong?" Zhuo Yichen opened the door and saw Qin Yaran was about to cry, he was a little worried.

"Yichen, I'm sorry, Ayuan said that Yangyang is gone, now I call back and they don't answer the phone, I'm very worried, I want to fly back to China now to see what happened." Qin Yaran saw Zhuo Yichen, I feel very sorry for Zhuo Yichen, I actually lost Yang Yang.

"Don't worry, no one is answering the phone?" Zhuo Yichen comforted Qin Yaran, he knew that Zhuo Ziyang would not run around, even if he was caught by the bad guys, he would play tricks.

"Well, I'll check the flight back home now." Sitting on the sofa, Qin Yaran bit her finger and took out her mobile phone to check the flight.

"Maybe you can ask Qiao Ruofeng or Mu Hanxuan to visit your house first, don't worry, if they don't find anyone, we'll go back, okay?" Zhuo Yichen was very calm.

"Okay, okay, I'll let Old Qiao go and have a look, Hanxuan is too busy." Qin Yaran took a deep breath and dialed Qiao Ruofeng's cell phone number.

"What? Okay, I'll help you check it out, don't worry." Qiao Ruofeng happened to be resting, and after receiving Qin Yaran's call, he immediately rushed to Qin Yaran's house, calling Song Liyuan's cell phone all the way. .

Qin Yaran walked around the room, clutching at the phone and couldn't stop for a moment, very worried.

"Calm down first. Due to the weather, all flights are delayed today. The earliest flight back home is in the afternoon. I've already bought the ticket." Zhuo Yichen stroked Qin Yaran's hair and looked at him gently.

"Yeah, wait for news from Old Qiao first." Qin Yaran frowned and nodded.