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Song Yan looked at his bright eyes, lowered his head, deliberately pinned the broken hair behind his ears with his hands, and said softly: "How can I replace the child's real mother, as long as I have a chance to be like my real mother I'm very satisfied taking care of the children..." The voice was almost moaning at the end.

"Luhan!" Chen Jingbo immediately became excited, his voice was a little hoarse, obviously emotional. "I've never seen a girl as kind as you!"

His face was getting closer and closer to Song Yan, his eyes fell on her bright red lips, Song Yan secretly held the quilt, waiting for the moment when his lips were about to touch his own, he gently moved his left arm out , and then frowned and exhaled in pain: "Ah!"

Chen Jingbo was taken aback, and sat up straight.

"It hurts..." Song Yan covered his left arm with pain all over his face.

Chen Jingbo looked down, and found that his hand was next to her arm, and suddenly he showed apologetic expression due to the problem of consciousness: "Oh, I'm sorry, I touched your injury."

Song Yan had tears in his eyes, but he forced a smile to him: "It's okay, Mr. Chen, I accidentally touched your hand."

The more she said that, the more Chen Jingbo felt guilty. He felt that she was kind and cute, so naturally he no longer had the nerve to kiss her.

At this time, Lin Xuehui knocked on the door outside: "Luhan, I have to cook, can you help take care of the child?"

"Oh, okay." Song Yan immediately sat up, got out of bed and walked outside.

During the meal, Song Yan was a little worried that Chen Jingbo would be late again tonight, so he would frown from time to time to express his pain.Lin Xuehui saw it, and always asked with empathy: "Oh, it hurts, right? I have been burned before, and I know how it feels. I can't touch the wound. I can't sleep because of the pain at night."

Song Yan smiled and nodded, Chen Jingbo couldn't hide his disappointment.

After dinner, Lin Xuehui washed the dishes, Song Yan sat and played with Haohao on the sofa, and Chen Jingbo went to the bathroom.

For some reason, Haohao became interested in her hair. He stood up and put his arms around her neck, inserted his two little hands into her hair and stroked her hair, messing up her ponytail all at once.

"Haohao, don't make trouble." Song Yan smiled and pushed away Haohao who was entwining her like an octopus, while breaking up the ponytail and combing it again.

A few strands of hair fell down, Song Yan picked them up and was about to throw them into the trash can, when he thought about it, he stuffed those strands of hair into his pocket again.

After thinking for a while, she pulled Haohao over and whispered something in his ear. Haohao's big black eyes lit up immediately, and he muttered: "Building blocks, building blocks!" He rolled down from the sofa.

Just at this time, Chen Jingbo came out of the bathroom, and Hao Hao immediately went over to hold his hand, and shouted happily: "Dad, building blocks, play! Dad, play!"

Chen Jingbo shook off his hand: "Dad, what kind of building blocks are you playing with?"

Song Yan said with a smile, "Haohao definitely wants his father to accompany him." He looked at Chen Jingbo with burning eyes, "Actually, a father who has time and patience to accompany his children is a good man!"

Chen Jingbo coughed twice, changed his expression, took Haohao's hand and said, "Okay, Dad will play with you."

The father and son went to the game area in the corner of the living room and sat on the crawling mat to play with building blocks. Chen Jingbo obviously had no patience, but Song Yan let it go. In order to get this woman, he had to be patient and play with the child.

Song Yan sat quietly for a while, then put those hairs on his fingertips, and walked over gently.

When she came to the two of them, she said "Oh", and Chen Jingbo immediately turned around and asked, "What's wrong?"

"Didn't I sprain my ankle a few days ago? It's okay to walk now, but it hurts a little when I squat down." Song Yan said to Chen Jingbo, showing a pleading look, "Can you please help me?"

Chen Jingbo got up immediately, put his arms around her waist, put her hands on his shoulders, took the opportunity to put those hairs under the collar of his shirt, and then sat down awkwardly.

As soon as she sat down, Lin Xuehui came over with a fruit plate. She took a small stool and put the fruit plate beside them: "Don't bother with the children, eat some fruit!"

Song Yan's heart skipped a beat, and he turned to look at her. It seemed that Lin Xuehui had already come out of the kitchen when she put her hair down. I don't know if she noticed...

Seeing Lin Xuehui's smiling and ignorant face, Song Yan was relieved. It seemed that she didn't pay attention to the small movements.

Song Yan quickly became involved in playing with Haohao, and Haohao didn't look for "father" anymore, but only interacted with his mother. After Chen Jingbo finished eating the fruit on the plate, he looked at the two people beside him as if they had forgotten his existence , stood up very boringly.

At this time, his mobile phone rang, and he hung up immediately after looking at it, and said to Song Yan: "I still have some business to deal with, so I'm going back, you guys go to bed early at night!"

Wishing him to leave sooner, Song Yan replied with a smile: "Okay, Mr. Chen, drive carefully on the road, don't take care of your business too late, and pay attention to your health."

Chen Jingbo finally felt some warmth from her, his mood improved slightly, and he replied with a smile: "Okay." Then he took his handbag and went to the door to put on his shoes.

Song Yan watched him leave, and when the door closed behind him, blocking his figure, she finally felt truly relaxed.As long as this scumbag is around, she will be careful all the time. For her, breathing the same air as this scumbag is uncomfortable!

Playing with building blocks with Haohao again, seeing that he seemed a little sleepy, Song Yan took him to the shower room to take a bath, then coaxed him to sleep, coaxed him, and fell asleep after that.

After a while, Lin Xuehui gently pushed the door open and came in. Seeing the two people sleeping soundly with their arms around each other, she couldn't help shaking her head and laughing.She helped Haohao cover the kicked-off quilt, then pulled the quilt to cover Song Yan, and then closed the door and left the room.

She returned to her room, immediately took out her phone and dialed a number: "Hello, Mr. Su..."

Su Xing hung up the phone, took out a cigarette from the cigarette case and lit it, then leaned on the recliner and looked up at the dark sky while taking a light puff.

Before the smoke was exhaled from the mouth, the cigarette in his hand was sucked away vigorously, and at the same time, an angry voice sounded in his ear: "You still smoke in front of the doctor, are you looking for death!"

Su Xing turned his head to look at Sun Fushang who was overlooking him, speechless and expressionless.

The two looked at each other for a moment, and Sun Fushang sighed as if admitting defeat and sat down beside him. He put the cigarette back into Su Xing's fingers: "Forget it, I know, as long as you smoke, you are thinking about her." .But, if you think about it again, what will be the result? You will never be able to."

Su Xing took a deep breath of the cigarette, and pressed the remaining half of the cigarette into the ashtray.

"Did the nanny report to you just now?" Sun Fushang asked.

"Things are getting more and more interesting." Su Xing raised the corners of his lips.

"Oh? What a good way to play?" Sun Fushang leaned forward slightly, not hiding his curiosity.

"Chen Jingbo wanted to kiss her, but she managed to avoid it, but she put a few strands of her own hair under Chen Jingbo's collar." Su Xing turned to look at Sun Fushang, "Come and analyze, she is How to do?"

Sun Fushang tilted his head, and began to seriously analyze: "The consequence of letting your hair go is probably to make Chen Jingbo and his woman fall out so that you can take the position, but if she really wants to take the position, she probably won't refuse Chen Jingbo's intimacy." Right?"

Su Xing tapped the armrest of the recliner lightly with his fingers, and made a "tuk-tuk-tuk" sound: "Would you like to play hard to get?"