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

"Mom, you also know her temperament. Usually, you should not say some harsh words to her. She is different from me after all. "

Rong Junchu pursed his lips and spoke directly.

Even if the two had conflicts, he still did not forget to defend Song Qingzhu.

His feelings for Song Qingzhu had been vividly shown in the little things he did in the past.

It can be said that as long as he can get the stars in the sky, as long as Song Qingzhu asks, Rong Junchu will do this for her without delay.The real answer is that sentence:

"Go through fire and water, and do whatever it takes."

"What I said is not wrong. Besides, I have no other malice. I just want her not to work so hard. Come on, I don't bother to talk to you anymore. You can sleep in the guest room tonight!"

Lu Xiaoman snorted coldly, turned aside Rong Junchu and walked away.

It's been a long night, and it's really hard to take care of a baby.But fortunately, it is easy to be more obedient. After eating and drinking, I go to sleep obediently, and my life pattern is particularly good.

Of course, the credit of his grandma is indispensable.

Song Qingzhu was really tired, and with the company of her son beside her, she didn't feel that there was any emptiness, but it was Rong Junchu who tossed and turned and couldn't fall asleep.Finally, put on your shoes and go directly to the bedroom door.

Push the door, don't open it.

Knock on the door, don't open it.

Open the door with the key, and the door is locked from the inside.

In the end, Rong Junchu had no choice but to turn over from the balcony next to him.

When he arrived indoors, Song Qingzhu had already turned off the lights. In the quiet room, he could hear the even breathing of their mother and child.

When he approached and before he lay sideways beside Song Qingzhu, Song Qingzhu threw a desk lamp at him.

"it's me!"

Although the voice came out quickly, Song Qingzhu's movements were really quick, and the desk lamp had already hit Rong Junchu's shoulder.Song Qingzhu used all his strength, but this strength did not have any effect on Rong Junchu.

"Rong Junchu, are you sick? Did you sneak here in the middle of the night?"

Song Qingzhu snorted coldly, his tone full of complaints about Rong Junchu.

In the next second, she had already turned on the lamp.

Under the orange light, she saw Rong Junchu's tall figure.

He was standing in front of her right now, and she could see those deep eyebrows very clearly.In particular, she could still smell the tobacco on him.

Song Qingzhu turned her face away in an instant, and she scolded: "Rong Junchu, what do I usually tell you? Didn't you see that it was written on the cigarette package that smoking is harmful to your health? Do you really want your lungs to be damaged in the future? Can’t function, can’t breathe?”

"I can't sleep without you by my side. I originally wanted to get through this long night, but I can't."

As Rong Junchu said, he was about to pull back the quilt and lie down.

However, she was stopped by Song Qingzhu, who glared at Rong Junchu, "You are right. The problem between the two of us has not been resolved yet? Why should I let you sleep here? Hurry up! Don't make noise Wake up my baby boy!"

Song Qingzhu pushed him.

"It's been so long, are you still angry? You know it will wake up your baby son, so you can let me sleep next to your mother. Look, I'm so humble, right?"

Rong Junchu grabbed Song Qingzhu's waist and pulled her into his arms.

It is indeed very humble.

A big CEO actually climbed onto the balcony, for fear that she would find out, he would still be like a thief.

If this gets out, no one will know how surprised they will be!
"It's not that I told you to be so humble. You can definitely be a little bit more, like you asked me, saying that the wind is the rain, right?" Song Qingzhu snorted coldly, and she found the acupuncture point on Rong Junchu's hand, and then ruthlessly A pinch.

I felt that she didn't use much force, but the pinched place was really painful.

It is expected that Rong Junchu's tolerance is strong, so he frowned at this moment.

"I think these words are especially suitable for you."

Rong Junchu clasped her waist, unwilling to let go.

Song Qingzhu stretched out his hand to push him, but didn't push him away.

She said angrily: "What is me? When did I say that the wind is the rain? It seems that there is nothing to do, right? Well, Rong Junchu, I really don't want to quarrel with you anymore, you get out of here!"

Song Qingzhu grabbed Rong Junchu's collar and looked at him coldly.

"Yes, yes, it's me."

Rong Junchu nodded and responded with a soft attitude, "Then can I stay now?"

"I said no, will you go?"

Song Qingzhu snorted coldly.

If Rong Junchu would listen to her, he wouldn't have come in from the balcony at this moment.

"will not."

Look, how reasonable Rong Junchu's response is.

"You go to sleep on the sofa, my son and I don't want to sleep with you!"

Song Qingzhu made a concession.

Rong Junchu was unwilling. He lowered his voice, as if aggrieved, "It's so cold on the sofa. Let me sleep on the bed. The bed is warm. Don't worry, the bed is so big, I can't sleep here. It's going to get in the way of you and the baby."

Rong Junchu made a promise to Song Qingzhu, but with his attitude, he almost didn't swear.

Song Qingzhu said coldly: "If I believe you, I will be a ghost!"

A man's mouth, a liar.

Especially Rong Junchu, who had already agreed to her, but... well, this matter cannot be brought up tonight, and the more he mentions it, the angrier he gets.

"Why can't you trust me? I haven't lied to you. You see, I'm so sincere, really, I promise!" Rong Junchu quickly lay down on the bed while saying the promise.

Seeing Rong Junchu lying down, Song Qingzhu knew that there was no way to pull Rong Junchu up again.

It wasn't that she wanted to quarrel with Rong Junchu, she just had that breath in her heart.

"Okay, you want to sleep here, right? Then take good care of your son tonight, and I'll sleep in the guest room!" With that said, Song Qingzhu turned around and left.

Seeing her posture, Rong Junchu pulled her back.

"Okay, I won't sleep here. Don't go, I'll go to the guest room. Let Rong Junchu back down further!"

Hearing what Rong Junchu said, Song Qingzhu stopped walking.

Song Qingzhu stared at him, wanting to watch him go before going to bed.

But Rong Jun retreated after taking two steps.

He is very fast.

He quickly lay down next to his son and hugged him tightly.

"I will sleep with my son tonight. If you go to sleep in the guest room tonight, I will take my son with you! Anyway, wherever you go, my son and I will go, unless you can leave me and my son behind!"

Rong Junchu's attitude is to be foolish to the end.

Song Qingzhu was speechless, "Rong Junchu, when did you become such a rascal?"

"Now."

Rong Junchu responded with confidence.