Wife Can’t Escape

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Chapter Seventeen

Zhao Nanyu lowered his eyes and pressed down his heartful thoughts. He was not worried about coming to Japan. I have endured for so many years, and I can't stand it during this time.

Zhao Nanyu's eyes are small, and he remembers everything that Song Luan did that made him unhappy. Every thing he remembered was clear, and he waited for a settlement.

The brother who hung on him seemed to be full of face, and his chin rested on Zhao Nanyu's shoulder. He said nothing wronged, and no one looked.

Song Luan felt that the expression of Zhi Geer seemed to be losing her temper, and was angry with her, but she didn't think of the reason why she wanted to break her head. She took two steps forward and looked at Si Ge's concern and asked: "How Are you not happy?"

She bent her lips and smiled for a while, and didn't even wait for her brother to answer and then asked: "Why aren't you happy? She's not cute at all."

I didn't want to admit that I knew a little bit. He shook his head and urped his voice: "No unhappy."

He was just afraid, thinking about the previous things, the period of being locked up, he likes this mother-in-law now, does not like the one who was not willing to look at him in the past.

Song Luan couldn't help but pinch a small face of his flesh, "It's not a good boy to lie."

It seems that I still don't want to speak out, but I don't want to make a noise by picking my father's shoulders. Song Luan doesn't want to embarrass him. If the child doesn't want to say it, it may just be a nightmare.

She smiled. "Okay, don't talk about it. But remember to wear shoes when you get out of bed. It's cold on the ground."

Brother Si nodded and admits his mistake, "I'm not good."

Song Luan touched his head, just preparing to say something, but Zhao Nanyu put him down with a plain tone, "Go and wear shoes yourself, no next time."

It seems that I don’t want to leave the two of them. My poor eyes stared at Song Luan. I was afraid that if he turned his head, his mother would disappear again. He couldn’t find anyone and could not open the door.

Zhao Nanyu calmed his face and spoke lightly, "Don't make trouble."

Brother Zhi lowered his head and went in barefoot again to find his shoes.

Song Luan felt that Zhao Nanyu was very fond of brothers when he was reading a book. Now it seems that he is not just a favorite. He is still very strict on weekdays, and he will never get used to his bad habits.

She opened her mouth and complained boldly, "You were just too fierce to know your brother."

After all, he was only four years old. Zhao Nanyu was able to speak in a gentler tone, but he should use his majesty, not to mention that his brother would be scared, even she looked a little scared.

Zhao Nanyu raised her eyebrows, smiled, and glanced over her soles, "I remember you don't like to wear shoes at home."

He had seen her run around barefoot several times.

Song Luan choked with a throat, "There is a carpet in the room, even if it is barefoot, it is very comfortable, and I am not a child. What happened to the barefoot girl?"

Zhao Nanyu snorted, and there could always be some fluctuations on his face, which was always breezy, "I know that you know 80% from you."

"Not always."

"Can you still learn from me?"

Song Luan blurted out, "He likes you more and sticks to you, maybe he really learned from you."

When the words fell, Song Luan also knew that she had said the wrong thing. Of course, knowing her brother was more sticking to her father. The original owner was not good to him.

She bit her lip, "learn me, learn me, big deal, I won't do that anymore."

This tone is also very arrogant.

Suddenly a crisp female voice came from outside the house, and the maid in front of him knocked on the door, "Miss Three, the old man asked my aunt to go to the front yard and have something to say."

Song Luanhui: "I see."

She turned her head to look at Zhao Nanyu, looked up at her chin, and said, "You have heard it, my father let you pass."

Zhao Nanyu took a sip of water slowly, and replied indifferently: "Well." He put down the teacup in his hand, and the beautiful peach blossom eyes bent into a crescent shape, and said softly, "Know your brother?"

Song Luan cleared his throat and seriously replied: "I take him, you don't have to worry."

As the saying goes, Song Luan also knows that Zhao Nanyu will not be assured that she will take the child alone. She has a lot of previous conscience, what if she goes crazy and abuses the child?

If you look closely, you can see that Zhao Nanyu's smile bends his eyes without emotion at this time. If he feels that Song Luan is different from the past and finds her interesting these days, he also knows in his heart that he treats her Not much like it.

It's just new.

This is not new enough to trust trust. But at this time, he still had no choice. He had to go to the front yard, but he couldn't take the child with him, he could only leave the child with her.

Song Luan had better not lie to her, otherwise he would add a pen to her revenge book.

Zhao Nanyu was silent for a moment and then smiled, "Then you will work hard."

After he finished saying this, the brother who had put on his own shoes ran out, and Zhao Nanyu picked him up and told him, "Be careful with your mother, don't lose your temper, be obedient, you know? "

Knowing my brother was a little uneasy, and he was reluctant to let his father leave, but he also knew that there was no way to leave his father, so he obediently said, "Okay."

Zhao Nanyu personally put her brother in her arms and smiled, "You have worked hard."

Song Luan was flattered and quickly waved his hand, "No hard work, no hard work."

She likes to know her brother! It's still fun to play with him. And she was not willing to miss such a good opportunity to contact her mother and child.

Zhao Nanyu frowned slightly, and even for a moment she couldn't tell whether the joy on her face was true or false. He opened the door and left without looking back.

From the backyard to the front yard also happened to pass through the back garden. Zhao Nanyu just went out from the back garden. There was suddenly a slim figure at the corner of the promenade. A moment of salute, "Brother-in-law."

Zhao Nanyu is not very familiar with the Song family, but also recognizes that she is Song Luan's sister, Song Yu.

He took a few steps back, very politely, "Four sisters."

Song Yu's face became redder, his eyes circulated, and after seeing him several times, he felt embarrassed, and then quickly lowered his head, "Father has been waiting for a long time, let me lead the brother-in-law."

Zhao Nanyu didn't fail to see Song Yu's thoughts about himself. He immediately frowned and refused in a cold voice.

Song Yu's teeth were all bitten off and her face was much whiter. She stepped closer and looked at him with watery eyes. "Brother-in-law doesn't need to be polite with me."

Zhao Nanyu froze his face, cherishing words like gold, "No need."

As the words fell, he strode off the meteor.

Song Yu stood stiffly, stomping his feet resentfully, his brother-in-law is really! Relentless! She just had the courage to step up and talk, and she couldn't do more.

She is not Song Luan, she can do anything without skin or face. Song Yu is also a survivor, but there are not many differences between the survivors in the Song family. She also has a few sisters. She has a general appearance, far less than Song Luan’s national beauty, and her literary talents. She is quite mediocre, and her ordinary qualifications are cowardly and inferior.

Secretly angry for a while, Song Yu turned and walked towards Song Luan's house.

Song Luan was hugged tightly by his brother, who was sitting on the soft slump and coaxing him. The child didn't know what happened today. She thought he was crying.

She asked patiently: "Do you want to go out and play, brother?"

It's not a way to stay in the house all the time. He is too quiet. Boys, it's better to be cheerful. Song Luan also broke his heart for him.

Brother Zhi shook his head and hung it on her body, "I don't want to."

Song Luan sighed. If he didn't want it, there would be no way. "Then we will stay in the house, wait for your father to come back?"

I know my brother's little hum.

Song Luan was hugged so tightly by him for the first time. The child's hands clasped her neck tightly, seeming to be afraid she would drop him.

Song Yu came here at this time. She smiled at Song Luan and screamed sweetly, "Three sisters."

Song Luan knew her, Song Yu's character was forbearing, and he was not bold.

"Four sisters."

Song Yu is actually very jealous of her third sister's appearance. There are many men who like her in the capital, and there are also many brothers with outstanding family appearances. If it wasn't...

She gathered her mind, smiled softly, and stretched out her hand to touch Song Luan's brother, who knows that the child did not hide her hand from the face.

Song Yu smiled awkwardly.

Song Luan explained: "Knowing my brothers does not like outsiders touching."

Song Yu looked at her with complicated eyes. In the morning, she heard that she came back with Zhao Nanyu. At that time, she didn’t quite believe it. The third sister didn’t like her brother-in-law. Every time she came home, she complained a lot. It’s not just the family who knows that the relationship is not good. People who know them are basically clear.

The messenger also said that their posture was quite intimate, and they could not see that they were blameless.

Song Yu thought, why was it all right? No, it shouldn't be like this.

Moreover, she used to say that her sister could not get along with her husband, even if she was not close to the child, she had never seen her hug.

"Also, knowing my brother is familiar with me, it's my abruptness." Song Yu said.

Brother Zhi grasped Song Luan's collar and refused to speak. Disgusted, he didn't like this little aunt at all. He had heard several times that his aunt teased her mother and father, and lifted up other men in her ears.

He buried Song Luan's neck, milky and milky, "Mother, I'm a little hungry."