Marriage is not out of date: the president's wife is polite

Let Song Bingjue see what he has done.

Mu Wan'an's childish actions and childish words made Song Bingjue unknowingly soften his tone and expression.

"Come on, let me see."

"It's okay, this will be fine soon."

He comforted, with a playful light in his eyes, he lowered his head and kept approaching.

Mu Wan'an guessed what he was going to do, screamed and ran away quickly.

Song Bingjue stretched out his big hand, and grabbed him and locked him in his arms.

"What are you running for?"

"Don't come again! Your mouth really hurts!" Mu Wan'an curled up in Song Bingjue's arms with a pitiful look.

"Fool, I just want to brag to you, it won't hurt anymore!" Song Bingjue said patiently.

The appearance at this moment is more patient and gentle than the previous teaching to appease Song Xiaosi.

"Really?" Mu Wanan's big eyes flashed, a little in disbelief.

"I won't lie to you, well, it won't hurt anymore."

While talking, Song Bingjue really gently blew on Mu Wan'an's red and swollen lips.

The cool feeling washed away the burning pain, and Mu Wan'an also stretched her brows.

"Hey, it really doesn't hurt anymore." She smiled openly, with a pleasant expression on her face.

"I didn't lie to you!" Song Bingjue rubbed the ends of her soft hair.

"Since the pain is gone now, then we..."

With a change of tone, Song Bingjue's lips curled into an evil curve and bent over to deceive Mu Wanwan.

Mu Wan'an was taken aback, her whole body froze and panicked.

"Song Bingjue!" she yelled.

"wrong!"

The man corrected her seriously.

"What's wrong?" She opened her eyes.

"Jeez." The man said.

"What?" Mu Wan'an couldn't understand.

"I said, call me Jue." Song Bingjue straightened Mu Wan'an's head, forcing her to look directly into his eyes.

Mu Wan'an refused without thinking, shaking her head like a rattle.

"If you don't call—"

Song Bingjue tilted his head, as if he was about to kiss her.

Just when their lips were about to kiss with only a piece of thin paper between them, Mu Wan'an closed her eyes and whispered - "Jeez."

The man stopped, but did not back away.

"did not hear it."

"Jeez!" The woman called out a little louder.

"Call again."

"Jeez!" Mu Wan'an went all out and yelled at Song Bingjue.

The goal was achieved, and Mu Wan'an was teased for a while, Song Bingjue showed a clear smile on his face.

"Remember, it will be called that in the future!"

Looking up at the clock on the wall, Song Bingjue straightened Mu Wan'an's crooked body.

"Okay, let's go upstairs to wash and sleep."

Just let go, and saw Mu Wan'an's body tilted obviously, and the whole person was about to fall to the ground uncontrollably.

Song Bingjue quickly supported her.

"Tonight?" he called out.

After making a fuss for a long time, the drunk Mu Wan'an finally couldn't hold on and felt drowsy and couldn't lift up his strength at all.

Helpless, Song Bingjue had no choice but to hug him horizontally.

When he picked her up, the man couldn't help frowning due to her underweight.

It seems that I want to make up for her...

The man secretly decides.

After going upstairs, I opened the door of Mu Wan'an's room, and when I was thinking about how to turn on the light, a petite figure suddenly jumped out from behind, jumped hard, and turned on the light in the room for Song Bingjue.

"Why haven't you slept yet?" Song Bingjue frowned.

But he didn't have time to care about Xiaosi so much, so he put Mu Wan'an on the bed first, covered him with a quilt carefully, and adjusted the temperature of the air conditioner.

"Go back to sleep."

Song Bingjue knew about Song Xiaosi's habits, but he was just upset that his son occupied Mu Wan'an all day long, even sleeping together.

Pushing the child, the two went out of the room together.

"Come and sleep with me." Saying that, Song Bingjue was going to get the pillow in Song Xiaosi's hand.

Unexpectedly, Song Xiaosi turned around flexibly, slipped out of Song Bingjue's hand, and ran back to Mu Wan'an's room with his little pillow in his arms.

Song Bingjue got angry and went straight in to arrest him.

"She is very tired tonight, so don't go and disturb her."

No!

Song Xiaosi twisted his body and tried his best to reject Song Bingjue.

Song Bingjue didn't show any mercy, he was about to throw people into his room with the hat of Xiao Si's dinosaur pajamas.

Xu Shi thought that the father and son made too much noise, and Mu Wan'an, who was sleeping soundly, let out a murmur of uneasy sleep.

The father and son stopped quickly.

Each shifted the responsibility to the other, and warned the other with big eyes and small eyes to stop making trouble!

Song Bingjue suddenly felt that his father was not dignified at all, and he was warned by his son's eyes.

He frowned, and a more majestic aura radiated from his body.

Song Xiaosi was completely unaffected, looking at Song Bingjue as if saying that he should not affect his and Mu Wan'an's rest.

The two stared at each other for a long time but did not come to a result.

In the end Song Bingjue forcefully packed Song Xiaosi away.

Ever since Mu Wan'an came, the father and son haven't slept together intimately for a long time.

……

When she woke up, Mu Wan'an felt that her head was about to explode.

She knew that this was the end of her hangover, she smiled helplessly, and went downstairs to have breakfast after washing up.

Song Bingjue, who always showed up late because of his morning jog, sat at the dining table early today and waited for breakfast uncharacteristically.

Song Xiaosi also sat on the chair, looking at the milk in front of him.

"Miss Mu."

When Uncle Li saw Mu Wan'an coming down from the stairs, he called out respectfully, and began to place breakfast in front of her.

"I'll just do it myself."

It's been a while since I lived in Song's house, but Mu Wan'an is still not used to the feeling of being served by others, especially since Uncle Li is not young anymore, whenever he sees him bending over to do things for him, Mu Wan'an always feels A feeling of shame.

"Let's have breakfast."

Song Bingjue put down the newspaper in his hand, signaling that everyone can start eating.

While drinking milk, Mu Wan'an suddenly thought of it.

"Uncle Li, do you have hangover tea at home?"

"Yes!" Uncle Li immediately went to brew for Mu Wan'an after he finished speaking, and brought it over.

"Thank you."

Mu Wan'an uses hangover tea instead of milk for breakfast.

"headache?"

Song Bingjue was very aware of the feeling of a hangover, and looked at Mu Wan'an with worried eyes.

"It's okay." Mu Wan'an didn't want to make a fuss, so she said indifferently.

"If you are really uncomfortable, don't go to work today."

Song Bingjue said lightly.

But Mu Wan'an was taken aback.

"Can not be done!"

Song Bingjue looked up at her with a clear questioning look in his eyes.

"Before, you let everyone in the company know that I came in because of your relationship. It was not easy to be stable for a few days. If I ask for leave again, there may be some rumors spreading when I go back."

Mu Wan'an said with a helpless expression.

Hearing this sentence, Song Bingjue stopped making a sound, but silently wrote down the fact that the company's rumors were flying all over the sky.

At the end, Song Bingjue suddenly thought: "Xiao Si, is there a parent-child garden party at school today?"

Song Xiaosi also stopped what he was doing and looked at Song Bingjue, knowing that he must have something to say when he asked this question.

"Dad has an important meeting today, so he may be late."

Song Xiaosi stared at Song Bingjue, blinking, with no superfluous expression on his serious face.

Song Bingjue looked at Mu Wan'an again.

"Late night."

Mu Wanan replied.

"Today's parent-child garden party, you go first, I will come later."

Mu Wan'an nodded: "What time does the garden party start?"

Song Bingjue didn't know much about it either, so he looked at Uncle Li.

"It starts at 02:30 in the afternoon." Uncle Li replied.

"Then you can go directly after you get off work and have dinner at noon." Song Bingjue decided for her.

Asking for leave for Stoudemire's affairs and asking for leave for his own affairs are two different concepts.

Mu Wan'an agreed to Song Bingjue without hesitation, and said that she would attend the school on time.

After breakfast, while waiting for Song Bingjue to drive over, Mu Wan'an asked Uncle Li's school about the general activities of the parent-child garden party.

He also thoughtfully asked Uncle Li to help prepare some snacks that Xiaosi and the children like to eat, and send them over when the time comes.

……

After get off work at noon, the driver sent by Song Bingjue picked up Mu Wan'an one street away from the company according to Mu Wan'an's request, and sent him to the noble school where Song Xiaosi was studying.

Because it is a parent-child garden activity organized by the whole school, all the parents of the children came.The gate of the school is full of people, and the vehicles are too crowded to move.

Mu Wan'an was worried that she would be late for the garden tour, so she arrived at the door anyway, so she got out of the car and walked in.

In the school, children from different classes, big and small, waited at the door to greet their parents. If they received someone, they would go to the classroom to sit and wait for a while.

When Mu Wan'an came to the school gate, she immediately saw Song Xiaosi, who was wearing a meticulous suit, standing behind the school's iron gate, looking up.

She smiled and stepped forward quickly.

"Small!"

Seeing that Mu Wan'an really came, Song Xiaosi's eyes lit up, and he stretched out his hand and walked towards Mu Wan'an.

Mu Wan'an grasped his little hand, "How about it, I'm not late, am I?"

Song Xiaosi didn't speak or move, but his bright and penetrating eyes told her that there was still time.

"Let's go, take me to see if other children's parents are here?"

Holding Song Xiaosi's hand, Mu Wan'an walked to the classroom he had been to the last time.

Last time, when I came here, I only saw a large group of children. Now, when I come again, there are a lot of people in the classroom. The adults are holding the children, laughing, coaxing, and there is a lot of noise.

The teacher was also very busy, no one noticed Mu Wan'an's arrival at all.

"Xiao Si, why don't we go outside? Didn't you take me to see all the scenery of your school last time?"

Mu Wan'an squatted down and looked at Song Xiaosi.

Song Xiaosi turned around directly and led Mu Wanan out.

Just two steps out of the classroom, a black shadow suddenly flashed in front of them, blocking their steps.