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

They were all in a happy mood after shopping. Zhuo Yichen took the initiative to pay the bill, and he also took the initiative to pick up the things after the checkout. Zhuo Ziyang also looked like his father, and he carried something lighter s things.They don't need to do it at all.

The little guy turned his head to Qin Yaran and Song Liyuan and said with a smile that fairies don't need to carry things by themselves. He has a good image of a little warm boy, so that the sisters and aunts next to him all voted for Qin Yaran and Song Liyuan. Envious eyes.Who wouldn't want to have a son like this.

"Why didn't I realize that Zhuo Ziyang is so provocative." Song Liyuan looked at the father and son in front of her with an incredulous expression.

"At a young age, don't learn the good ones, learn the bad ones." Although Qin Yaran said it like this, she was still a little happy in her heart.

People with sweet mouths, who wouldn't like it?

"Cut, look at you, you don't mean what you say, you might be so happy when you say that, after all, that's your son." Song Liyuan pinched Qin Yaran's arm, looked at her with disgust and said.

Qin Yaran hid for a while, brushed her hair and said to Song Liyuan solemnly: "As far as you know, I think you are also very satisfied with Zhuo Ziyang's words and deeds just now."

"No, I'm not partial, I'm satisfied with the words and deeds of those two people. When you buy things, your husband is responsible for paying the bill, and your son is responsible for making you happy with sweet words. A woman with such a capable husband and son is not satisfied? "Song Liyuan replied with a smile, the words were clearly teasing Qin Yaran.

"Ah Li!" Qin Yaran looked at Song Liyuan angrily.

"Okay, just kidding, but they are really kind to you." Song Liyuan immediately apologized knowingly.

"I know, it's just that there is a hurdle in my heart that I can't get over." Song Liyuan could feel it, but Qin Yaran couldn't feel it, it was just a knot in his heart.

"Mom, godmother, what are you doing, hurry up and keep up." Zhuo Ziyang walked a few steps away, looked back to see that Qin Yaran and Song Liyuan didn't follow, so he stopped where he was, put down his things and waved to them .

"Come on, come on, pregnant women can't walk so fast." Song Liyuan rubbed her belly and gave Zhuo Ziyang a light look.

"Okay." Zhuo Ziyang smiled awkwardly while rubbing his little head.

After they got home, Qiao Ruoyin saw that it was Zhuo Yichen who had come, and she felt a little bit worried.

Song Liyuan glanced at Qiao Ruoyin inadvertently, seeing her suppressed smile, she must be trying to do something wrong, this woman really didn't pay attention to her words for a quarter of an hour, and didn't know how she died in the next second.

"Ruoyin, are you busy now?" Song Liyuan asked Qiao Ruoyin while holding fruit at the bar.

Qiao Ruoyin was pouring tea for Zhuo Yichen and Zhuo Ziyang, and said casually: "I'm not busy, what's the matter?"

"If you're not busy, come over and cut some fruit and make a fruit platter. My waist is a little tired." Song Liyuan supported her waist and slowly walked towards the living room.

"Isn't it good to eat this fruit after cutting it? Why do you want to make a platter?" Qiao Ruoyin was a little unhappy.

"If you have guests at home, it's better to make a platter. Do you like fruit platters?" Song Liyuan sat on the sofa and asked the two guests, and she even winked at Zhuo Ziyang.

"I like it! Sister Ruoyin, can you just make a fruit platter? I remember that Dad likes to eat it too, right?" Zhuo Ziyang immediately received it, lying on the sofa and watching Qiao Ruoyin acting like a baby.

"En." Zhuo Yichen didn't want to get involved so much, so he just responded.

Seeing that both Zhuo Yichen and Zhuo Ziyang wanted to eat, and Zhuo Ziyang was acting like a baby to her, Qiao Ruoyin could only smile and said, "Okay, since you like to eat, then I'll do it, it's not difficult."

After that, Qiao Ruoyin went to the bar to wash and cut the fruit.

Qin Yaran was also washing the dishes in the kitchen and preparing the ingredients for the evening.

"Thank you for your hard work." Qin Yaran said to Qiao Ruoyin with a smile.

Qiao Ruoyin suddenly felt a little flattered, and shook her head: "It's okay, it should be, otherwise, Miss Yaran, you wouldn't be able to do it in the kitchen by yourself."

Song Liyuan took a peek at the situation in the kitchen, she seemed to be harmonious, but her purpose was to temporarily keep Qiao Ruoyin away from Zhuo Yichen, so that the woman would not start thinking about her best friend's husband again.

"Smelly brat, what are you looking for?" Song Liyuan looked at Zhuo Ziyang walking up and down the room, wondering what he was looking for.

"Godmother, where is Tao Ke?" Zhuo Ziyang stood at the door of the balcony and took a few glances, but he didn't see Tao Ke, so he went back to the sofa and asked Song Liyuan.

"Tao Ke is at Sister A Yuan's place. Your godmother is pregnant, so it's best not to touch small animals, what? You want to play with Tao Ke?" Song Liyuan propped her head and looked at Zhuo Ziyang.

"I thought my godmother lived in my house, and Tao Ke would be here. Can I ask sister A Yuan to bring Tao Ke out that weekend? I miss it." Zhuo Ziyang leaned next to Song Liyuan, his eyes full Braving the stars to look at Song Liyuan.

"It's fine, I didn't expect you brat to like Tao Ke so much." Song Liyuan grabbed Zhuo Ziyang's face.

"It hurts, it hurts, godmother, it hurts." Zhuo Ziyang said while covering his little face and frowning.

"Let's play." Song Liyuan let go of Zhuo Ziyang's hand and drove him away.

Just as Song Liyuan was about to say a few words to Zhuo Yichen, Qiao Ruofeng came back from get off work.

"Old Qiao! Where's my yogurt?" Song Liyuan turned to look at Qiao Ruofeng after hearing the voice, looking forward to it.

I didn't remember to buy yogurt when I went to the supermarket just now, so Song Liyuan asked Qiao Ruofeng to bring it back.

"I bought it, and Mr. Zhuo is here." Qiao Ruofeng came over with yogurt after changing his shoes.

"En." Zhuo Yichen glanced at Qiao Ruofeng and nodded.

"Godfather!"

"Eh."

When Qiao Ruofeng passed the kitchen, he saw that Qiao Ruoyin and Qin Yaran were both in the kitchen. Although the atmosphere looked good, Qiao Ruofeng felt a little weird.

"Have you cooked chicken soup?" Qiao Ruofeng could smell the aroma of chicken soup.

"That's right, sister Yaran's chicken soup is delicious, I'm so hungry." Before Qin Yaran could reply, Qiao Ruoyin replied for her, and even licked her lips, looking like she really wanted to eat it.

"After a while, you can drink it." Qin Yaran said while stirring the chicken soup, turning her back to Qiao Ruofeng.

"Okay, hard work."

"Old Qiao, hurry up and bring the yogurt." Song Liyuan urged Qiao Ruofeng impatiently.

"Don't give her so much to drink." Qin Yaran turned around and told Qiao Ruofeng worriedly.

"I know, I'm here." Qiao Ruofeng nodded, and walked towards Song Liyuan with a doting expression on his face.

"Sister Yaran, the fruit platter is ready, I'll take it."