MTL - Breaking up, No Joke-Chapter 186
Bai Yu slanted a glimpse of Song Shizhen, how do you know how to do it in public?
Song Shiyi ignored him and raised his chin toward him. He calmly said: "When I finish home, my mother smashes soup at home."
Someone heard the words of Song Shiyi, and quickly said: "The total meaning of your sentence in Song said, Mrs. Song has already agreed with Bai Yu? Have you really seen the parents of both sides? Is it serious?" "Before there was a child in Bai Yu, can you accept a small watermelon like your own child? I heard that after I have a father, I will cough, will you consider the small watermelon as your own child? !?"
Bai Yu took a look at the two reporters who spoke first, secretly: Isn't it his own child, but also Dad? Just kidding.
Song Shiyi glanced at everyone, no threat, only a touch of indifference, "will."
"We are indeed together. I have seen the comments on the Internet. I am here to thank you for your concern and thank you for your friends." Bai Yu said two official languages. Needless to say to these reporters. As long as one or two keywords are given, they will naturally write their own thousands of words.
"So, please..."
In the Song Dynasty, she frowned and put a gesture.
The bodyguards who stood around formed a human wall, and the excited journalists were stopped outside, escorting the two to leave here and heading for the car not far away.
The small assistant opened his eyes and sat in the car looking forward to seeing Bai Yu. When Bo Yi walked to the side of the car, he quickly opened the door, and the driver sat in the driver's seat waiting to drive away.
however……
Bai Yu went to the car of Song Shiyi, and the car whistling away under the eyes of everyone.
Little assistant: "..."
driver:"……"
Bai Yu softened his body and lazily leaned against the arms of Song Shiyi. He took out his mobile phone and played games. After playing for a while, he felt that it was meaningless. He left the mobile phone aside and played Song Shi’s fingers. Say: "I want to buy the ticket, do you want it? I want to go out and relax in these two days, relax, this time is tired and busy, I feel the body is hollowed out."
Song Shiyi silently pressed the soundproof glass to separate the front and rear seats.
Bai Yu saw it and tacitly looked up.
Song Shiyi bowed his head, and the two men held together and kissed each other. After a while, they kissed and relaxed, and Song Shiyi said: "I have to stay in Huacheng this time. The company has recently received several major projects. I can't leave."
"Then I have a small watermelon, you carry a small candy." Bai Yu quickly responded. "The little candy is too small. I am worried that he will have insufficient soil. You happen to stay at home, so you still have time. Take a little candy."
Song Shiyi heard the words and saw that he was not sad at all. He could not accompany him to leave. He calmly bowed his head and took a sip of Bai’s mouth. Shen Sheng said: “It’s so fun to go out alone?”
"When did I tell you that I want to go out alone? I am going out with the little watermelon." Bai Yu turned his head and buried his face in the chest of Song Shi, smelling the familiar taste of the man. Look up and say: "Are you changing a perfume card?"
"No." Song Shi, who never used a man's perfume, looked at him indifferently. "I changed a brand of shower gel."
- Song Shiyi is different from the brand of shower gel used by Bai Yu.
Bai Yu touched his nose a little, and he thought that Song Shizhen secretly used his own perfume. Otherwise, the taste would be so familiar. But he found that the other person just changed his brand of shower gel. Hey: "... ”
But wait and so on!
Bai Yu looked at Song Shiyi with suicide and said, "Is it a bath before you come here, otherwise the taste of shower gel will not be smelled."
Song Shizhen’s eartips were red, but Bai Yu did not see it. Song Shiyi’s hand was attached to Bai Yu’s eyes and said, “After a break, I will be home soon.”
Bai Yu deliberately took Song Shiyi’s hand on his eyelids and said, “I’m just going to take a shower?”
Too much thought! ”
"Yes." Song Shiyi saw him so persistent, he whispered an answer, and then, when Bai Yu had not had time to react, he went to kiss the lips of Bai Yu, whispered: "I was tired last night. "Pu Yu's successful transfer of the topic, he nodded bitterly. "Last night, I took a night of sleep. I slept for an hour last night, almost not exhausted, so sleepy."
Song Shixiao smiled and did not speak, and then buried Bai Yu’s head on his chest, faintly said: “If you are tired, take a break and wait until you get home. I will call you again.”
Bai Yu reached out and hugged Song Shi's waist, and nodded in a confused way. The skill of second sleep can always be activated at the right time. He said, "Okay. Right, wait for us to pick up the small watermelon, you remember Call Yan Shu and let him wait for us at home."
Song Shiyi nodded and did not speak.
The carriage quickly settled down, and soon after, Bai Yu made a small snoring.
Song Shiyi had a pat on the back of Bai Yu and calmed him to sleep.
An hour later, Bai Yu was awakened by the continuous itch on his face. He opened his eyes in confusion and found that the face of the small watermelon smiled in front of him, and was suddenly awakened and patted the chest. And said: "What do you steal and kiss me, I am asleep."
Song Shiyi leaned against the chair and did not speak. His body was pressed against Bai Yu, and Bai Yu’s body was pressed with a small watermelon. The three men packed the small back seat.
The little watermelon pouted: "I don't want to wake up, I can only wake up the hegemony."
Joking, wake up my responsibility, I didn’t hand it over to Song Shizhen?
Bai Yu looked up and looked at the direction of Song Shiyi, but he could only get an indifferent sight. Indifference also contained the helplessness of the silk.
Small watermelon holding Bai Yu, smiled and said: "Hegemony, when do we leave? With no brother? I really like to go to the beach to play."
"Have you been playing at the beach for a year last year? Why are you still not tired?" Bai Yu yawned in half, suddenly stopped, and said helplessly: "How do you like the beach?"
"So I can pile up sand with the hegemony and the 爹di, the sand castle has not yet been built, I will not give up, do we want to go where we are going this time?" Since I learned that these two days can follow the travel of Bai Yu to travel Watermelon is particularly exciting, always screaming, eyes are still bright, like to shine.
When Bai Yu saw him happy, he could not help but smile. Then he smiled and said: "Stupid child, we are not going to the beach this time."
The smile of the little watermelon suddenly collapsed, and the grievances licked his mouth. He said unhappy: "Why, you haven’t piled up the castle for me."
Bai Yu took a photo of him. "I didn't pile up a dozen castles for you last year. How did your memory change in this place?"
"It's not!" Speaking of this little watermelon, it is particularly angry. It is angered at Bai Yu, and he said with anger: "The hegemony will not pile sand, and always pile me up for sand, and hegemony. Will not play!"
Bo, who doesn't pile sand, looks at the little watermelon indifferently. He feels that his silly son is really spoiled. He dares to talk back to himself, but thinks about the stupid things he did last year. At that time, he would always be accidentally destroyed by his own joining, and he would not dare to speak.
In the Song Dynasty, this pair of father and son's mode of getting along with each other was a bit of fun. Bai Yu was not particularly good at small watermelons, but the small watermelons were particularly sticky, and they were glued to each time they were disgusted.
The most important thing is that when Bo Yu was holding a big belly last year, the small watermelon was completely attached to a meal for three meals, and he refused to let go.
At that time, Song Shiyi thought that the small watermelon was afraid of having a younger brother and sister. Bai Yu would not want him. After discovering that the small candy was born, the best thing for the small candy was not Bai Yu, but the small watermelon, Song Shiyi I really can't understand this father and son.
There is no rule in the work of Bai Yu, and the little watermelon can't figure out what to do. It is a perfect father and son.
When Song Shizhen was walking away, a finger suddenly appeared in front of his eyes. "...What are you doing?" Bai Yu took his finger back and said, "I thought you were taken away from the soul, talking to you. How do you? Did not say?"
"I didn't hear it, let's say it again." Song Shiyi faintly said, then saw the little watermelon staring at himself with a squint, and a heart suddenly softened, holding the child up and holding it in his arms, saying: " what happened?"
"Why don't you go with us?" Little watermelon looked up at Song Shiyi with a sigh of relief. His eyes were full of pity and disappointment. "I will really want to be jealous. I really want to be jealous."
Bai Yu put his hands behind his head and said slowly: "He works so much. Next time I have the chance to go with us again. Can you stop me with a small watermelon?"
Xiao watermelon refused, "No, family gathering is for a family, small candy is not going, and Judy is not going, that..."
"Then you don't go, just stay at home with your brother and you, I go alone, how?" Bai Yu teased him, and when he saw the child with a surprised expression, he smiled instantly. .
The small watermelon left the embrace of Song Shi, turned and plunged into the embrace of Bai Yu, and did not kiss the cypress, and said: "Hegemony is a bad guy, I don't want to follow Judi, I have to follow the hegemony."
Bai Yu looked at the faceless Song Shiyi, and felt that there was a great advantage in face-lifting at this time. "Then you kiss me, or I will not take you there."
The small watermelon showed a pair of disgusting expressions on the cypress, but it was still a piece of music. He held the face of Bai Yu. He kissed him a few times, and the peach eyes became a crescent eye.
Bai Yu was teased by him, and he smiled and trembled.
Song Shizhen, who was excluded by the two fathers and sons, looked out the window: "..."
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