Sir, let's divorce [ABO]

The green book of the two has been replaced by the red book. It has been a while. The daily life of the couple is quite harmonious, but there are always some trivial things that pop up out of the blue.

For example, this morning, Song Qing had just finished eating and was about to go back upstairs to play with Yan Yan, when Shen Yuguan grabbed the corner of her clothes.

He looks back.

Shen Yuguan pointed to Song Qing's mobile phone, his tone was a little cold, and he felt aggrieved when he listened carefully, "...why my note is Shen Yuguan."

Song Qing was startled, and blurted out without thinking, "Is there something wrong?"

Shen Yuguan's thin lips moved, but he didn't speak for a long while.

"... nothing wrong, I went to work."

After speaking, he left, Song Qing was at a loss.

What is Shen Yuguan angry about?

He was confused, and when he went upstairs, he clicked on a group called Xitianqu Parenting Classic.

[Song: ... Will your husband get angry for no reason? 】

This is Song Qingjia's parenting group. People in the group come from all corners of the country. They usually exchange ideas on raising children, and occasionally resolve family conflicts.

He has neither experience in raising children nor getting along with her husband, but everyone in the group has experience, and some of them are the best. Over time, this group has become Song Qing's treasure trove of sutras.

[Widowed: My husband is dead, next question. 】

[Qin Rong: Dead +1]

【Third child is being prepared: It's okay, I'm not very angry. 】

[Qin Rong: Your husband is no different from dead, you still care if he is angry or not? 】

[Third child is being prepared: yes. 】

[Song Song's dog licking: Hey, you're digressing!Song Song quarreled with her husband? 】

Song Qing frowned and thought for a while.

[Song: No... just talking, he looks a little unhappy. 】

[Qin Rong: It's simple, as long as the dog alphas are all coaxed. 】

【Song: Then... how to coax? 】

[Widowed: No way, no way!Is there anyone who can't coax people these days?Come, Song Song, brother will teach you! 】

Song Qing took out a notebook from the bedside table, [Song: OK. 】

[Widowed: First of all, the waist must be soft, the mouth must be licked, and the clothes must have holes. 】

Song Qing's hand that was taking notes stopped, her mouth was about to lick?

[Qin Rong: ... Tsk]

[Song Song's dog licking: Don't look at Song Song!Widowhood will bring you down! 】

[Song: ...Is it a typo?Does the mouth want to be sweet? 】

After Song Qing sent out this news, the group was suddenly quiet for half a minute. Song Qing was confused and suddenly burst into a series of hahahahaha.Brush more than ten.

[Preparing for a third child: Song Song, why are you so innocent! 】

[Widowed: I can't do it, call 120 quickly, Song Song can kill me happily. 】

[Qin Rong: Song Song, come, read with me, read the words separately. 】

Song Qing followed what Qin Rong said, "Mouth..."

Song Qing blushed and shut her mouth abruptly.

[Song: ...Understood. 】

[Widowed: The feeling of leading the little white rabbit is so happy. 】

[Third child is being prepared: By the way, Song Song hasn't bitten your husband, right? 】

【Song:...】

[Qin Rong: Judging by Song Song's reaction, he definitely didn't! 】

[Widowed: Yo!Quickly, Song Song, do what your brother said, and you will be cured with the medicine! 】

With a red face, Song Qing slowly typed, [Song: ...does it really work? 】

Shenyuguan didn't seem to have any particular interest in this aspect, every time he finished humming, Shenyuguan also ended.

[Widowed: Can brother lie to you? 】

Well, Song Qing closed the notebook and decided to try it tonight.

He completely forgot to study what kind of anger Shenyu Guan was.

That night.

The moon is hazy.

Song Qing whimpered for a long time ecstatically, completely forgetting the notes she made in the morning.

At the critical moment, Shen Yuguan stopped suddenly, the strings that had been touching suddenly stopped working, itching and sore, Song Qing hummed lowly, eyes blurred, and looked at Shen Yuguan.

"You...why..." He didn't move.

"Have you changed the notes?" Shen Yuguan bit Song Qing's earlobe and asked.

"Change... what?"

Shen Yu was extremely restless, "What do you think? Baby."

Song Qing blushed, sweating profusely, and sobbing, "I don't know..."

"Then... let me give you a little hint," Shen Yuguan kissed the corner of Song Qing's lips, "Your note is for your wife."

Song Qing's eyes opened slightly, her face was so red that she could bleed, she shyly avoided Shen Yuguan's eyes.

Shen Yuguan smiled lightly, "Got it?"

He is a fool if he doesn't know anymore!

But... the word "husband" is extraordinarily charming and embarrassing, even if Song Qing is in her heart, she is too embarrassed to say these two words.

"Huh?" Shen Yuguan's low, hoarse and affectionate voice came to his ears, "Wife, do you want to change? I miss you so much, if it's later, I won't be able to bear it anymore."

"Satisfy me? My wife."

Song Qing covered his eyes impatiently, he felt better.

"Qingqing, baby, sweetheart."

Shen Yu shouted more and more lingeringly.

Song Qing couldn't take it anymore, "Okay...okay..."

"Then call it now? I haven't heard it yet."

"husband…"

Shen Yuguan's breathing was stagnant, the short words were like invisible hands, scratching his heart, and his heartstrings, which had been tense all the time, suddenly collapsed.

He took a low breath and buried himself in tenderness.

The moonlight cage is a mist, covering the lively color and fragrance.

The next day, Song Qing stood up with her back aching, and cast a resentful glance at Shen Yuguan.

"You...you were angry because of this yesterday?"

"No," Shen Yuguan lazily stretched out a hand from under the quilt, wrapping around Song Qing's waist, "How dare I be angry with my wife?"

You not only dare!Will do it again!

Seeing that Song Qing's complexion was getting more and more wrong, Shen Yu quickly pulled Song Qing over and kissed his slightly red and swollen lips, which were obviously overused, "Again? I'm resting today .”

Song Qing said intermittently, "You...uh...why are you resting again..."

Shen Yuguan slapped his hands on the soft place sinfully, and said in a hoarse voice, "I am addicted to the gentleness, I can't extricate myself."

[The author has something to say]: Everyday.

[Thanks for the big tea egg, l#ghyv for the reward~]