Sweet Wife Overturns the Heavens: Ninth Master, I can't stop pampering

Song Qingzhu slept for a while, stretched her waist beautifully, she sat up from the bed, it was already dark outside the window, the weather outside was cloudy, it seemed that it was going to rain heavily.

I don't know how Rong Junchu is doing abroad. Will there be heavy rain abroad?

Song Qingzhu planned to go downstairs to have a meal and then come up to send a message of condolences to Rong Junchu.

As soon as she reached the spiral staircase, she heard a familiar voice arguing with Rong Jingchen, and her brain went down for a moment. Isn't he on a business trip abroad at this time?How did it appear in Rong Yuan's living room?
Song Qingzhu couldn't help keeping his eyes open, and walked downstairs quickly, and sure enough, he saw the man sitting in the wheelchair chatting with Rong Jingchen in the living room. The man's handsome face was very indifferent. There is tenderness revealed.

They seemed to be discussing a topic, but the two disagreed, causing them to start arguing.

Rong Jingchen's chubby finger pointed to a certain question on the test paper in front of him, and said solemnly: "This question is choice B!"

Rong Junchu just said lightly: "Choose A."

"BBBB is B!"

Rong Jingchen yelled super loudly, as if whoever had the loudest voice would win.

At this moment, Rong Jingchen saw Song Qingzhu and rushed over as if seeing a savior.Hugging Song Qingzhu's waist and not letting go, by the way, he turned his head and glanced at Rong Junchu, and hummed twice: "I want Xiao Qingqing to tell you that this multiple-choice question is to choose B!"

Rong Junchu's expression did not change, but his eyes flickered. After a while, he turned the wheelchair and stared at Song Qingzhu lightly, his eyes were still cold, but with just one glance, his eyes fell on Rong Jingchen's face.

Song Qingzhu laughed, put his arms around Rong Jingchen and sat on the sofa, picked up the test paper on the table, glanced at it, yes, 98 points.The only thing wrong was a very cumbersome math problem. She didn't know anything about math, so she couldn't help him.

"Your uncle must be right."

The corners of Rong Jingchen's mouth were still happy, when he heard what his favorite Xiao Qingqing said, he burst into tears.

"Wuuuuuuuuuuu, you are all bad people, you all bully me."

Rong Jingchen put his hands on his eyes and sobbed.

Rong Junchu frowned, there was really nothing he could do about a child like him who would cry whenever he couldn't make sense.Song Qingzhu opened her mouth slightly, a little guilty, after all, she was the one who made the child cry. She hugged him and patted him on the back.

"Don't cry, don't cry, what you said is right, what your uncle said is wrong, okay?" Song Qingzhu held him in his arms and comforted him softly.

Rong Jingchen's eyes were hazy, and when he heard what Xiao Qingqing said, he stopped crying in an instant, and looked at Rong Junchu beside him triumphantly, "I'll just say what I said is right!"

Rong Junchu sighed helplessly, this little guy shines brightly when there is a little sunshine, his temper has been raised.

Hearing this, Song Qingzhu frowned, and praised: "Our Yangyang is the smartest, how can such a pediatric subject be difficult for our Yangyang, are you right?"

Rong Jingchen nodded sharply, his smiling eyes narrowed.

It's still his favorite Xiao Qingqing who treats him well.

At this moment, Butler Rong came out to break the embarrassing situation. He said with a smile: "Master Jiu, Young Master, Miss Song, come over for dinner."

"okay."

Song Qingzhu answered briskly, then took Rong Jingchen's arm with one hand, and let him get off her body, while she walked up to Rong Junchu, only glanced at him, then looked away, and asked a little uncomfortably.

"Shall I push you over?"

Rong Junchu glanced at her lazily, and replied coldly with "um".

Song Qingzhu vomited blood angrily from the noble word "um". Who the hell said that she was rushing to push it... Uh, it seems that she really brought it up, so she is also kind, so he can't say more Say a few words? !

snort!She is angry!

Song Qingzhu went around behind him, put his hands on the handlebars of the wheelchair, and suddenly heard the voice of the person in front was as low as a clock, "Thank you."

After saying these two words, the little complaint in Song Qingzhu's heart disappeared without a trace in an instant.

When they passed by, Rong Jingchen was already sitting on the seat, shaking his short legs, with a small bowl in front of him, eating with chopsticks, his eyes were smiling, he looked like a stealing bird Tabby cat of things.

"Eat slowly, no one will rob you."

Seeing him eating faster and faster, Rong Junchu couldn't help but speak.

Rong Jingchen blinked, and his movements slowed down. He said with a smile: "This sweet and sour pork ribs are really delicious."

"Eat more if it's delicious."

Song Qingzhu replied with a smile.

Rong Junchu glanced at the two of them indifferently, but did not speak.He had never enjoyed this kind of peaceful life. She was laughing beside her and the children were making trouble, but he was personally there, as if he was infected. Looking at their smiling faces, he felt very satisfied.

After eating, Song Qingzhu touched her round belly, she tilted her head to look at Rong Jingchen, hugged him in her arms, and tickled him.Rong Jingchen yelled and ran away with a smile, and soon, he begged for mercy.

"Ah...itch...Xiao Qingqing, stop scratching..."

Song Qingzhu looked up to the sky and laughed, let go, and looked at the man sitting on the sofa not far away. The man was wearing a pair of gold-rimmed glasses and holding documents, looking like a gentleman.

"Yangyang, do you want to go for a walk?"

"Yeah!"

Rong Jingchen happily raised his hands in agreement, but after shouting for three seconds, his small eyes peeked at the uncle again, swallowing his saliva, a little nervous.

"What if uncle disagrees?"

"It's okay, I'll go talk to him."

Song Qingzhu patted his chest and said that everything was left to her.

Rong Jingchen followed closely behind, followed Song Qingzhu to Rong Junchu, held Song Qingzhu's sleeve with his small hand, looked at Rong Junchu pitifully with small eyes, trying to get him to agree.

Rong Junchu had heard their conversation a long time ago, and they spoke loudly, he suspected that they were speaking so loudly on purpose, otherwise how could they explain their behavior at the moment?

Song Qingzhu coughed and said, "That..."

Before she could finish speaking, she was interrupted by Rong Junchu. He raised his eyes, his light eyes were filled with light, and he said coldly, "I'm not deaf."

The implication was what they had just said, and he had heard it.

Song Qingzhu had an embarrassing look on his face.

Rong Jingchen opened his eyes wide, looked at Rong Junchu, and said expectantly: "Can I go out with Xiao Qingqing?"

"What do you say?"

"Yes, yes."

Rong Jingchen replied weakly, a little unconfident in his tone.

Song Qingzhu quickly replied: "Now we have to go out for a walk after eating, to digest and digest."

"That's right." Rong Jingchen nodded sharply.