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"Hanhan can see it so clearly, but we, as adults, haven't noticed Yingzi's state at all. We are really incompetent..."

Taking advantage of this opportunity, although Qiao Weidong said on the surface that he was incompetent, he was secretly connoting Song Qian.

Who made this woman treat her so badly all these years.

"You can shut up."

Song Qian glared at him. You are the only guy who has the guts to conceive of me there.

Scumbag.

Jiang Han blinked at Qiao Yingzi a few times.

Qiao Yingzi understood instantly, so he said while the iron was hot:

"Mom, I was actually wrong too. I shouldn't have come to the planetarium without telling you. Starting tomorrow, I will definitely study hard..."

"Mom actually doesn't blame you..."

Seeing her daughter's well-behaved and sensible appearance, Song Qian couldn't help lowering her head.

Looking at Qiao Yingzi with burning eyes, she wanted to say something but couldn't.After that, he just used his arms to resolve the guilt towards Qiao Yingzi.

Of course, Jiang Han was also hugged.

He hadn't felt Song Qian'ai's hug for a long time, and he smelled the familiar smell again.

Well, today is a strawberry-flavored shower gel, which is fragrant...

Chapter 132: Do you dare to call Aunt Song a tigress?

Chapter 132: Do you dare to call Aunt Song a tigress?

"Girl, you spoke so well today!"

Out of guilt for her daughter, Song Qian obediently took Qiao Yingzi and Jiang Han home.

Of course, Qiao Weidong was not left behind.

In his words, this is called comforting his daughter's wounded heart.

Song Qian rolled her eyes and didn't say anything. She knew that this guy was as thick-skinned as a city wall.

She simply didn't want to talk to him.

Holding Jiang Han and Qiao Yingzi together, Song Qian and her daughter said apologetically:

"Mom has been doing something wrong these days. She only cares about your studies, but forgets about your physical and mental health.

"Mom, it's fine, I'm fine..."

Qiao Yingzi was really not used to being treated so gently by Song Qian suddenly.

But the happy smile on his face couldn't be suppressed.

She winked secretly at Jiang Han, signaling Xiao Nizi's thanks.

Jiang Han squinted his eyes in response,

But he was enjoying Song Qian's big warm hand.

Warm, fleshy, comfortable to hold in the palm of your hand...

Song Qian didn't notice the small movements of the two children, but said happily, "Okay, let's go back. Mom will cook durian chicken for you at noon today."

“Durian Potted Chicken!”

Hearing this soup, Qiao Weidong was overjoyed.

You know, this is the memory of when she was with Song Qian and when she was a good girl.

After many years, he has not tasted it yet.

"Why are you so excited, I told you to eat?"

Song Qian saw Qiao Weidong's shining eyes, and rolled her eyes angrily.

"I'm just happy for the kids, okay?"

Qiao Weidong scratched his head in embarrassment, if he didn't eat it, he wouldn't eat it, so he was so fierce.

Fortunately, this woman didn't continue to make trouble for her, and her attitude was obviously much better.

He didn't push himself any further to say anything.

back home.

Qiao Weidong followed Qiao Yingzi back to the room.

Jiang Han naturally wouldn't follow him in, after all, this is a little secret between the two women, so it's not necessary to know it.

Moreover, what kind of secret Qiao Weidong could have was that he wanted to rent the house back and secretly rearrange the cozy house for his daughter.

"Aunt Song, let me help you."

Jiang Han saw that Song Qian was struggling with a durian, so he walked over.

Song Qian poked her head out from the kitchen when she heard Jiang Han's voice, glanced at Jiang Han, gave a faint white look, and said, "Go and chat with Yingzi, I'll do it myself."

As she spoke, she picked up the knife and slashed hard on the durian.

Yo heh.

Look at this.

This future mother-in-law still has a little resentment towards herself.

"The father and daughter are chatting happily, why should I go in and make do with it?"

Jiang Han walked to the kitchen, smiled and approached Song Qian.

The fragrant and rich breath is mixed with the smell of durian, forming a weird smell.

"Aunt Song, use durian to cook chicken. What kind of dark cuisine is this? Could it be something you newly developed that harmed both of us?" Song Qian's face turned pale when she heard this, and she glared at the boy angrily.

"What are you talking about, when did you not drink the soup that Auntie stewed, and you still said that mine is black food,

"Don't, I like Auntie's soup the most, let me stop drinking your soup, let me live in the future

"Bah, no one is serious."

Song Qian flirtatiously rolled her eyes at Jiang Han.

This damn guy, every day, has no right to do it.

It is simply a younger version of Qiao Weidong.

Thinking of this, she couldn't help but wonder what happened this morning.

"Let me ask you, did you invite District Chief Ji in the morning?"

"you guess."

Then you are not allowed to drink in the future. "

Song Qian stretched out her hand and patted Jiang Han's skin drum, and said a little petulantly, "Do you still want to guess?"

"So it's your fault, you are really good, Jiang Han, in order to stop Auntie" Director Liu and District Chief Ji have been invited. "

Jiang Han blinked his eyes and said with a smile: "I didn't do that to give Yingzi a guarantee, or if you broke in at that time, wouldn't it make my idea useless, so where should I go in front of Yingzi?" .”

"Your face is very valuable, but Auntie's is not, right?"

Song Qian glared at Jiang Han, and rolled her eyes angrily.

She was furious, and rushed into the planetarium regardless of her image. How many people probably saw it like that.

All faces are lost.

After all, this matter has a lot to do with the culprit in front of me!

"Ahem... Aunt Song, it's not like you don't know that you were so fierce like a tigress at that time, and Uncle Qiao was scolded so bloody by you..."

"On the one hand, there is the friendship like a brother and sister, and on the other hand, the warmth of my aunt. It is difficult for me to grasp it, but in the end, I asked Aunt Liu Jing to calm you down.

"Dead child, what are you talking about? Auntie is a tigress, and it's hard to grasp."

"Why didn't I know you had such great ability before, but today I can't see if I don't teach you a lesson."

Song Qian heard that Jiang Han was blind, and couldn't help but blushed, chasing and beating Jiang Han again.

"Uncle Qiao, Yingzi, help me..."

At the dining table, Qiao Yingzi and Qiao Weidong sat obediently.

Jiang Han sat next to Qiao Yingzi, except for his messy hairstyle, everything else was normal.

Song Qian came over with the pot, her face was still a little powdery, she was obviously out of breath after chasing Jiang Han just now.

Qiao Yingzi silently patted Jiang Han's hand in relief.

Qiao Weidong glanced at Jiang Han hesitantly, it was also thanks to the kid having a quarrel with Song Qian.

He took this opportunity to stay and taste the taste of what he once loved.

However, in fact, he saw the relationship between the two as close as a mother and child, and his eyes were full of envy.

Qiao Weidong also wanted to fight Song Qian.

It's just a different way.

Take a sip.

Qiao Weidong pondered deeply for a while, and then let out a long 'hmm'.

Song Qian frowned slightly when she heard it, and said angrily: "You shit, even drinking soup makes such an ugly sound."

When Qiao Weidong heard this, he immediately felt that the soup in his mouth was not fresh.

He swallowed quickly, "You are still in the gold medal classroom, can you speak more civilized."

"Whoever said it first, who is uncivilized, Qiao Weidong, don't push yourself too hard, you have to thank me for letting you in."

"That can't be done. Jiang Han is the one to thank. If it weren't for Han Han, you and your daughter would have fallen out in the street, believe it or not."

Song Qian replied without raising her head, "Tch, it seems that you know a lot about my relationship with my daughter."

"Why are you standing there, finish your drink and leave."