"Sister-in-law, what are you talking about? You don't think I made things like this, do you?" Qiao Ruoyin pretended not to understand, with a little worried expression on her face.

"Whether it's you, although I don't know, but you must know, Qiao Ruoyin, because you are my sister-in-law, I won't do anything to you, you know what I am, if you dare to move again, just give it a try." Song Li Yuan packed up the ointment, looked at Qiao Ruoyin expressionlessly, and warned her in a cold tone.

Qiao Ruoyin bit her lip, looked at Song Liyuan with a smile and said, "Then it depends on whether you can take good care of Qin Yaran, sister-in-law. Now my relationship with sister Yaran is very good, you have to be careful, don't Stealing a chicken is not worth losing money."

"Qiao Ruoyin!" Song Liyuan was so angry with Qiao Ruoyin that her stomach hurt a little, so she sat down holding her stomach.

"What's the matter?" Qiao Ruofeng heard Song Liyuan's slightly angry voice, looking at the living room and asking.

Qiao Ruoyin immediately stood up and walked in front of Song Liyuan, turned her head and said to Qiao Ruofeng, "It's nothing, brother, I just didn't hear my sister-in-law calling me."

Song Liyuan leaned on the sofa clutching her stomach and glared at Qiao Ruoyin.

"Sister-in-law, you better take care of yourself, don't worry about me so much, or it will be bad for my little nephew." Qiao Ruoyin smiled sinisterly, and wanted to reach out to touch Song Liyuan's stomach.

Song Liyuan slapped her stomach away before her hand touched her. She stared at Qiao Ruoyin and said, "Take your dirty hands away, don't touch me, I'm disgusting."

Qiao Ruoyin shrugged indifferently, and left with a face full of indifference.

Song Liyuan was really angry when she saw the back of Qiao Ruoyin leaving. This woman is a green tea whore.

"Okay, it's packed, I've packed the soup, come and drink it." Song Liyuan put the soup on the bar for them to drink.

After Qiao Ruofeng finished, he saw Qiao Ruoyin coming, but he didn't see Song Liyuan. Thinking of what happened just now, he walked over worriedly, only to see Song Liyuan leaning on the sofa with a serious expression.

"A Li, what's the matter? Is your stomach uncomfortable? The baby kicked you?" Qiao Ruofeng hurriedly sat beside Song Liyuan to check on her situation.

"A Li, Old Qiao, you're here to have some soup, what are you doing?" Seeing that neither of them were here, Qin Yaran brought two bowls of soup to them.

"It's okay, maybe the baby wants to drink the chicken soup made by the godmother." Song Liyuan saw Qin Yaran coming over with the soup, and said with a smile.

Seeing that Song Liyuan was still able to joke with Qin Yaran, and her complexion improved a lot, there must be no problem, so Qiao Ruofeng breathed a sigh of relief.

"Brother Yichen, why did you come to the kitchen just now?" Qiao Ruoyin was still a little concerned, she didn't know when Zhuo Yichen came to the kitchen, and she didn't know if he saw Qin Yaran when she deliberately splashed on her.

"It's none of your business." Zhuo Yichen replied indifferently to Qiao Ruoyin, without even looking at her.

"Then did you also find that the floor was slippery when you cleaned it up just now? You didn't slip, did you?" Seeing that Zhuo Yichen was unwilling to answer herself, Qiao Ruoyin asked in a different way.

Zhuo Yichen glanced at Qiao Ruoyin, he could guess what Qiao Ruoyin wanted to say, the purpose of saying this was nothing more than to tell himself that the floor was really slippery and fell down, not on purpose.

"The soup just now was all spilled on the floor, it must be slippery! Dad, are you right?" Zhuo Ziyang sat on the chair at the bar, gave Qiao Ruoyin a blank look and said, he even raised an eyebrow at Zhuo Yichen.

"En." Zhuo Yichen raised the corner of his mouth slightly, this son is indeed his own.

Qiao Ruoyin glared at the kid next to her, and then at Zhuo Yichen. The father and son obviously did it on purpose, they sang together.

"I'm done drinking, you guys drink slowly." Qiao Ruoyin didn't want to be bored anymore, Zhuo Yichen didn't say anything to herself anyway, so just pretend he didn't see it.

After finishing the soup, Qiao Ruoyin went to the sofa, sat aside and turned on the TV to eat fruit.

"You drink, I'll clear the table." Qin Yaran said to Qiao Ruofeng and Song Liyuan with a smile.

Zhuo Zhuoyang saw Qin Yaran go to clean up the table, so he followed suit. The two chatted while cleaning up the table. They put the bowls away and put them in the sink. Zhuo Yichen rolled up his sleeves to wash the dishes. A family of three looked like a division of labor and cooperation. look.

"Look at him, the guests clean up the tables and wash the dishes, and if you look at you, you will know that you are sitting here." Song Liyuan pinched Qiao Ruofeng's arm and said with disgust.

"Didn't I give them a chance to get along? And I have to take care of my soon-to-be-born child." Qiao Ruofeng looked at Song Liyuan with raised eyebrows and smiled, and then looked at her bulging belly.

Song Liyuan took the pillow next to her and put it on her stomach, rolled her eyes at Qiao Ruofeng, and ignored him.

Qiao Ruofeng lowered his head and smiled, then looked back to the kitchen, the relationship between the three of them is pretty good now, Qin Yaran should still like Zhuo Yichen.

"Brother, why are you always looking at others?" Qiao Ruoyin's mind was not on the TV at all, she looked at Qin Yaran and the three of them, then at Qiao Ruofeng and Song Liyuan, and saw that Qiao Ruofeng was also looking at Qin Yaran and the others, so she used A disgusted tone asked Qiao Ruofeng.

"Your sister-in-law is right. They are guests who are helping with the work. What about you? You can't do anything. It's not enough to accomplish something, but it's more than a failure." Qiao Ruofeng glanced at Qiao Ruoyin helplessly, and leaned on the sofa to complain. She said a few words.

"Cut, I'm tired, I'm going back to my room first." Qiao Ruoyin threw the pillow aside and showed Qiao Ruofeng a face.

She is not in a very good mood tonight. Even though Qin Yaran is burnt, Qiao Ruoyin always feels weird in her heart. Qin Yaran's attitude towards her is a bit too kind. It's really so easy to change the way you think about a person. ?
"You little sister is incredible." Song Liyuan looked at Qiao Ruoyin's leaving back and shook her head. She couldn't imagine how the same parents could have such a big difference.

Qiao Ruofeng rubbed his temples, sighed and said, "It's all my fault, I didn't take care of her much, I hope you don't care about her, A Li, you know what she looks like after getting along with her for a while."

"Just don't mess with me. I believe you are very clear about what kind of person I am, right?" Song Liyuan leaned on the sofa, supported her head with her hands and looked at Qiao Ruofeng. It's not like a joke.

"Well, I know, okay, you can't be so hot now, you have to watch the children between us, you know?" Qiao Ruofeng looked at Song Liyuan dotingly.

Song Liyuan snorted coldly.

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