Back to the year when my husband was the worst

After putting on her shoes, Song Yin raised her head and was taken aback by Zhou Ya's smiling eyes.

This kid Zhou Ya is too calm, rarely like this.

"Little Jair, is there a guest?" Song Yin said.

"Ah."

Zhou Yai signaled Xu Qingran to come up directly.

Xu Qingran knew that there was an "aunt" in Zhou Ya's family who almost became Zhou Ya's stepmother.During this period of contact, I can occasionally hear a sentence or two about her.

It is said that the lady talked a lot.

"Huh?" Song Yin saw something unusual in Zhou Yai's attitude.

She originally thought it was Zhou Zhonghai's guest, but Zhou Zhonghai just sent a message saying that someone was coming.

But for various reasons, she is now more interested in children.

Zhou Ya said calmly, "Well, boyfriend, he's here."

When I said this, there was a little bit of showing off.

Song Yin was amused, and followed the voice from the stairs to look over.

Xu Qingran looked around and no one paid attention to him, so he walked upstairs quite happily.

His husband had a crush on him 800 years ago.

What love at first sight is obviously a long-planned conspiracy.

He was moved and guilty at the same time, and his heart was as sore as if he had been poured with [-]ml of lemon juice.

If he didn't see that there were other people upstairs, he would have rushed over.

If it weren't for the fact that the person looked familiar: "..."

In an instant, their eyes met.

"……mom?"

Xu Qingran opened his mouth in astonishment, and blocked Zhou Yai's words back, making Zhou Yai firmly nailed there.

"...?"

"Ran..." Song Yin raised her smiling face subconsciously, and in the next second, Zhou Yai's clear and elegant voice was repeated over and over again in her head like an echo machine was turned on.

"Well, boyfriend, he's here, yes, yes..."

Longer conversations followed.

"Gift from your girlfriend?"

"Boy friend."

She was still holding the bouquet of roses in her hand, the delicate red color, which was as hot as a fire made out of thin air in the winter.

Xu Qingran picked it, so he noticed the flower at a glance.

He was a little confused, and looked at Zhou Ya: "Ah, when I came here, I saw a lot of small light bulbs hanging in your house. Are you having a party?"

He wanted to say whether I came at the wrong time.

Mr. Xu seldom did embarrassing things, he ordered flowers calmly, and before coming, he asked Zhou Ya if he was busy now, which was inconvenient.

Zhou Ya pressed the tip of his tongue against his upper teeth, and heard the gasp in his heart.

confusion.

People walked downstairs from time to time, but no one noticed the deadlock upstairs.

Until the door was reopened, Zhou Zhonghai came from the front hall, shouted "Xiao Song" and walked towards the door.

He yelled "Xiao Song" softly over and over again, and Xu Qingran turned his head extremely maladaptively.

Then saw him.

Xu Qingran met Zhou Zhonghai, long, long, long ago, when Song Yingang was with him.

He is a gentle and refined man.

When Zhou Ya appears at the same time, people can connect the two of them at a glance.

So Xu Qingran recognized it, and the inexplicably twisted thread in his mind became loose, and then a ball of thread was twisted together again, and it exploded.

This explosion is not over yet.

Because he was also familiar with the person who entered the door after him.

It was Boss Xu who went out to discuss business before him today.

"..."

How can you be so good at writing.

Xu Mingchen didn't realize it, he shook hands with Zhou Zhonghai politely, and hugged him.

They have worked together once.

Zhou Zhonghai said: "Boss Xu said that women are like clothes, but he still spends half his life on women."

Naturally, Xu Mingchen had heard of Zhou Zhonghai. It was said that his deceased wife had been away for many years and was still alone. She brought up a son by herself, and after many years, she found another one to remarry.

Different road non-phase plan.

They never cooperated again after that.

Part of the reason for finding Zhou Zhonghai this time was because of his words.

Maybe it will also be ruined by women.

He did, almost, stumble because of it.

It might be that a certain line of sight was too obvious, Xu Mingchen looked up and saw his son.

Not only his son, but also his son's boyfriend, and a gentle and quiet woman: "..."

Xu Mingchen didn't say anything, his mind went blank.

He reacted quickly, and suddenly remembered why he felt familiar when he saw Zhou Ya.

But forget about Zhou Yai, his son is not surprising, why is his ex-wife here?

Zhou Zhonghai followed his gaze and turned back, only to find Song Yin: "Xiao Song? I have been looking for you for a long time just now..."

Song Yin: "..." I don't really want to talk.

Zhou Ya: "..." I don't know what to say.

Xu Qingran: "..." He is panicked, confused and wants to curse.

Later, according to a housekeeper aunt passing by, "Well, I don't know what's wrong, do you know? From our gate to the stairs, Boss Zhou, Ms. Song, the young master, and the classmate of the young master, and Boss Xu, that one, Don't dare to go there."

That piece is rotten by invisible coils. If you pass a little bit, you may step on the wire and touch the infrared alarm.

The other guests had gone back that day, and they stayed for a particularly smothering meal.

Xu Qingran felt particularly exciting, the electric current rushed from the top of Pisha's head all the way to his palms and feet.

He ate like chewing wax, the corners of his mouth were drawn just right, and he carried out the meal in a formulaic way, not wanting to look at anyone during the meal.

Song Yin's eyes were glued to Xu Qingran's face.

Zhou Zhonghai just found out that Xu Qingran is Xu Mingchen's son, he laughed several times and said it was a coincidence, and asked Zhou Ya, "Is Xiao Ran your classmate?"

Zhou Jair hummed without distraction, he was a little worried about his husband, Xu Qingran seemed to have lost his soul.

Song Yin took a shrimp and peeled it, and looked sideways when she heard this.

Zhou Yai's eyelids twitched, he withdrew his gaze, looked at Zhou Zhonghai, and said in a flat tone, "I went to No. [-] Middle School to find him."

"..."

There was a dead silence at the dinner table.

Zhou Zhonghai's smile disappeared: "What did you say?"

Xu Qingran blinked, and slowly realized that the atmosphere of the table was not right again.

They are standing around the tornado right now, anyone who moves will be able to storm the storm.

He was distracted just now, not knowing what happened, subconsciously looked at Zhou Ya, with a questioning look in his eyes.

Zhou Ya picked up a chopstick dish for him: "Eat more."

"Why are they all green?" Xu Qingran said dissatisfied.

As soon as the words were finished, a petite and white hand crossed the dining table, and put the shrimp dipped in sauce into the dish in front of Xu Qingran.

"Xiao Ya is right, you are too thin, eat more." Song Yin sat back, took the shrimp again and continued peeling, and coaxed softly, "Good boy."

Xu Qingran's nose sharpened sharply.

It's just that Song Yin's demeanor made Boss Zhou wonder if he had been too leisurely recently, so he suddenly had an extremely absurd dream.

Forget about others, but Song Yin is different. Song Yin should know what kind of expectations he has for Zhou Ya's development. Even though he talked to Zhou Ya later, it doesn't mean that he doesn't care how this kid messes around.

"Xiao Song..."

Then I saw Song Yin quickly peeling the shrimp and dipping it into Zhou Yai's bowl.

Zhou Ya adjusted well: "Thank you, Mom."

With a calm and gentle voice, he suddenly killed the audience with such an unfamiliar word.

This man is a shameless thing when he peels off his gentle and gentle skin.

Even Xu Qingran couldn't bear it, and kicked Zhou Ya violently under the table.

Zhou Ya kicked back calmly.

Like two fools.

Zhou Zhonghai and Xu Mingchen blushed from coughing.

Song Yin peeled the shrimp and sighed lightly: "You're welcome."

She is very eager to Xu Qingran, and she is ignoring Xu Mingchen visible to the naked eye.

To be honest, it was because she lived in Zhou's house, but whenever she changed places, she would just kick Xu Mingchen out with a broom.

It really has a face.

I'm just a little sorry for Lao Zhou.

Her son was so charming that he abducted Xiao Yai.

Zhou Zhonghai didn't react at all, so Xu Qingran yelled "Mom".

"Mom, that's enough." Xu Qingran held up his chopsticks, "I can't eat any more."

Zhou Zhonghai was annoyed, and he didn't care that Lao Tzu was sitting beside him, and said angrily, "What are you yelling about!"

Xu Qing burned his face and turned his head: "..."

Zhou Zhonghai inexplicably accepted the sight of Ling Chi from the table.

Zhou Ya pinched the back of Xu Qingran's neck with his fingers, twisted him back, without looking at the elite father, and said indifferently: "Leave him alone, he is stupid."

Xu Mingchen put down his chopsticks: "Boss Zhou..."

"Don't," Zhou Zhonghai said, "I can't afford it."

Song Yin also put down her chopsticks, took a towel to wipe her hands, and said calmly, "What business does my son call me?"

The boy opposite her put his fingers on the table, suddenly stretched out two fingers, pointed at Song Yin, then pointed at himself, and looked at Zhou Zhonghai seriously: "Uncle, don't we look alike?"

Xu Qing felt refreshed for a while.

Song Yin chose her son over her boyfriend.

well.

happy.

President Xu is satisfied.

Zhou Ya dragged him out and walked a long way, but he was still floating.

The three "old friends" in the room were chatting inside. To be precise, Zhou Zhonghai continued to smooth over the relationship. Xu Mingchen explained that Song Yin kept it to see the situation.

"Let go." Xu Qingran said.

Zhou Ya refused: "I won't let you go."

"I feel hot."

"illusion."

There is nothing interesting here at Zhou's house, except for the supermarket and the main road after walking a long way.

Xu Qingran became impatient: "Zhou Gouzi, let me go."

Zhou Ya: "Where are you going after letting go?"

"Take care of me!" Xu Qingran said.

Zhou Ya heard it, he was still acting out of temper.

Ever since Xu Qingran knew that Ms. Song was his father, he had been acting out of temper, refusing to look at him or talk to him.

Zhou Yai laughed angrily and let go: "It's fine, don't worry about it."

Xu Qingran almost smashed his face to the floor due to inertia: "..."

He staggered to the side and stood firm, trying to save his face.

Alarm bells rang in Xu Qingran's heart, and he jumped back and hugged Zhou Yai tightly.

"Fuck." Zhou Ya cursed in a low voice, supported his thigh, and slapped him out of anger.

Xu Qingran hung his long legs in the air like that, hugged Zhou Yai's head and lowered his head with a smile: "Why are you angry, my mother even brought you chicken soup, but she didn't bring me any."

He secretly envied that "son" for so long.

Zhou Ya knew it, so he didn't let him go to cool off.

Zhou Ya pulled him down and brought him across from him.

The four eyes meet and the breath is shared.

Zhou Yai jokingly said, "Yes, I'd have forgotten if you didn't tell me, do you have to call me brother?"