Dog food from heaven: Mr. Song please keep a low profile when sprinkling sugar

Qiao Wan knew the administrator, and he seemed to be a very reserved person in his work. Logically, he shouldn't have made such a low-level mistake. I don't know if something happened in it.

Qiao Wan continued to chat for a few words and then went offline. Looking back, she saw that Song Yanshu was already asleep, so she didn't wake him up. She went to Congcong's side to find him to see how his chat with Mingming was going.

When he went over and found that Congcong and Mingming had fallen asleep together, he backed out again.

Everyone was asleep, and Qiao Wan also felt a little sleepy, so she yawned and made the floor for Song Yanshu, and fell asleep directly on the floor for Song Yanshu.

When she woke up again, Qiao Wan found herself on the bed with her arms around Song Yanshu!
Didn't she just sleep on the floor?

How strange!

Song Yanshu woke up in a daze, and found that Qiao Wan was sleeping next to him, still hugging him, his eyes changed from ignorant to ambiguous.you
"You say you don't want to share the bed with me, but your body is very honest." As he said so, he turned over and pressed on Qiao Wan.

It was too late for Qiao Wan to escape.

"I was sleeping on the ground just now. I didn't know why I came up here. Maybe it's because I'm not used to it. It doesn't mean anything. Let me go. I'm going downstairs to prepare a nutritious dinner for the children." Joe Wan's face was a little red, and she was extremely ashamed.

Song Yanshu raised one hand and touched Qiao Wan's red cheek: "Not used? Is it not used? Can't I fall asleep without me holding you?"

"I remember that I was sleeping on the floor before, and it was you who took the initiative to hug me to sleep. Now that I was sleeping on the bed, you took the initiative to hug me from below. I'm afraid your body is plotting against me?" Song Yanshu continued to tease Qiao Wan.

Qiao Wan's face turned redder.

"Stop talking nonsense! I don't! Maybe you secretly carried me down while I was asleep, so let me go!" Qiao Wan struggled.

Song Yanshu lowered his head and kissed her, kissed her delicately and tenderly for a moment, then let her go.

Now even if he wanted to trick Qiao Wan into eating it up, he couldn't do it. After all, Qiao Wan was a wounded patient, so it would not be good if the wound was involved.

"Let's go, help in the kitchen." Song Yanshu didn't stop Qiao Wan from helping in the kitchen, this was her hobby.

"Remember, you are only allowed to help wash and cut vegetables, and you are not allowed to cook by yourself. The pot is relatively heavy, and the wound may be pulled when frying. It is not allowed until the scab on the wound has completely fallen off!"

Qiao Wan curled her lips, feeling that Song Yanshu had turned into an old lady.

"Okay, okay, I get it, if you don't allow me, I won't do it." Qiao Wan said that she straightened her clothes and went downstairs by herself.

At this time, Xue Bingqian was still sleeping downstairs, probably because she was really too drunk, and she was afraid that she would sleep until it was time to eat and she would not be able to wake up.

Congcong and Mingming followed Qiao Wan down the stairs.

"Hello, Auntie." Mingming greeted Qiao Wan very politely.

Qiao Wan nodded.

Congcong ran to Qiao Wan's side, pulled Qiao Wan and asked in a low voice: "Mom, can I stay with Mingming at our house today? I want to sleep with Mingming."

Qiao Wan considered that Congcong's bed was small, and the two children might be a little crowded.

Congcong didn't take it seriously, saying that his bed was already big enough for two people to sleep.

So Qiao Wan agreed to Congcong's request, but Qiao Wan could not agree to this question alone, and Xue Bingqian's opinion had to be asked.

Let Congcong take Mingming to seek advice from Xue Bingqian for a while, and if she agrees, there will be no problem, and Congcong happily takes Mingming to find Xue Bingqian.

Xue Bingqian was still sleeping, and Congcong and Mingming took out their toys on the living room floor to play with.

Maybe it's because Mingming is ten years old and Congcong is five years old. Congcong likes to play things and obviously lacks interest, but he still patiently plays with Congcong. The two seem quite happy.

Xue Bingqian woke up from her sleep and saw Mingming and Congcong happily playing together, she couldn't remember how long it had been since Mingming was so happy.

Maybe it was the wrong way of educating her children before, which is why she obviously has this personality now.

Xue Bingqian thought, for the sake of the overall situation, let Mingming and Congcong play together more, so that Mingming can get some of Congcong's sunny and energetic personality, so as not to be always gloomy and unpopular.

Later, Xue Bingqian agreed that Congcong and Mingming would sleep together at night.

Xue Bingqian also said that Congcong and Mingming could often play together, and asked Qiao Wan to help take care of Mingming for a few days, and she needed to deal with some things.

Qiao Wan thought that Mingming's school was not too far from Congcong's school, so it would not be a troublesome thing to pick them up along the way, so she agreed.

As night fell, Xue Bingqian learned from her servant that Song Zili had returned home, so she hurried back by taxi, and she wanted to implement her plan.

She couldn't wait for Song Zili to find a chance to divorce her. No matter what, she had to ensure that her marriage with Song Zili could last for a few more years.

There are many things that can be done with the title of Mrs. Song Jiashao.

Even if she is divorced in the future, at least she will have some way out instead of having nothing.

Song Zili was looking for something when he went back. He remembered that he bought a small jewelry and wanted to give it to Xue Bingqian, but he didn't send it out and left it at home.

Today he wanted to give this little gift to Xu Lulu to make Xu Lulu happy. After all, Xu Lulu was in these dangers because of him.

Such an obedient woman is hard to find.

Who knows that Xue Bingqian came back not long after he had been looking for it.

He saw Xue Bingqian showing an impatient expression.

Xue Bingqian said all the words that Qiao Wan taught her in her memory.

Song Zili was stunned, and then said to Xue Bingqian mockingly: "Do you think you can attract my attention by doing this? Don't dream! Ever since you pestered me every day, I have already treated you It doesn’t feel like it did before.”

"Oh, no one wants to attract your attention. I have completely given up on you now. The purpose of maintaining marriage is to obviously grow up in a healthy environment. That's it."

"I hope you will pay attention to your identity and influence, and don't accidentally leak out the fact that you found a mistress to get a broken shoe. Then you will blame me. I am no longer interested in your dirty things."""" """

After Xue Bingqian finished speaking, she left the room with a cold face and went downstairs to sit in the living room.

Song Zili's complexion was not looking good either.

In the past, this woman came to him every day not to quarrel with Xu Lulu, but to ask him to leave Xu Lulu, just to settle old scores with her, which made him bored, but he was happy when she left.

Today she said these things, as if she didn't like him first, which made him very upset, but he couldn't do anything.

If he quarreled with her because of this, he might have fallen into her favor instead!

So Song Zili didn't say anything, but he didn't want to look for that accessory anymore, so he just went out and bought one.

He wants to see if Xue Bingqian can really turn a blind eye to him when he goes out in the middle of the night!

Soon Song Zili got the answer, Xue Bingqian really didn't even ask him a question, let him go out without even looking at him.

Hehe, this woman is a little bit self-aware, knowing that if she continues to die, I will be kicked out of the house, so now she has learned to be good, this is the best!

Song Zili thought so, and drove away.

Xue Bingqian gritted her teeth at home. She knew very well that Song Zili must be looking for that bitch again when he went out this time, but she couldn't say anything.

The next day, Qiao Wan and Song Yanshu sent Mingming and Congcong to school together.

When they arrived at the company, Qiao Wan and Song Yanshu got off from the underground garage together, and none of the colleagues nearby happened to come to park the car.

There was a morning meeting today, everyone arrived early in the morning, and started preparing in advance, Qiao Wan and Song Yanshu were already relatively late.

Qiao Wan went upstairs as usual, and Song Yanshu followed.

As soon as she opened the elevator door and came out, many colleagues saw her. They immediately put down their work and came to Qiao Wan. They looked around Qiao Wan, curiously asking Qiao Wan where her body was injured, and she needed to take a leave of absence for nearly one month. moon.

Qiao Wan pointed at her waist with some embarrassment: "I accidentally fell while moving things at home and broke two ribs. The doctor advised me to stay in the hospital, so..."

"So that's the case. Secretary Qiao is really unlucky. He was accidentally injured again and again. It must be that this year is unlucky. It is unlucky to eat a bowl of pork knuckle noodles."

Someone said so, and another colleague brought a bowl of pork knuckle noodles.

Qiao Wan looked at the noodle bowl that was bigger than her two faces combined, and then looked at everyone.

Are these people feeding themselves as pigs?
Can I get a bigger pot to put it in?

"Secretary Qiao, eat more." Several people said and put the noodles on the small coffee table next to them, surrounded Qiao Wan and sat on the sofa to eat.

"Secretary Qiao, don't look at it. Hurry up and eat it before the president comes. You won't be able to eat it when the president arrives. It would be bad if you let him know that we secretly cook for you!"

Qiao Wan deeply knew that Song Yanshu came up behind her. When the colleagues in front of her were saying these words, she silently glanced at the direction of the elevator entrance.

Song Yanshu had already walked out of the elevator.

He heard 100% clearly what these colleagues said just now.

A group of colleagues saw Qiao Wan's eyes, and each of them realized what was going on and looked back.

At this time Song Yanshu had already walked behind them, running faster than rabbits one by one, pretending that he hadn't done anything, how dare he stand around here.

"You can eat so much by yourself?" Song Yanshu looked at the bowl of pig's knuckle noodles in front of Qiao Wan.

Qiao Wan shook her head.

"I happened to be in a rush, so I didn't have time to eat breakfast, mind sharing some with me?" Song Yanshu asked again.

A group of colleagues are wonderful, the president actually wants to eat noodles in front of Secretary Qiao?
Although Secretary Qiao didn't move his chopsticks just now, the CEO doesn't know, is the relationship between the two of them so good now, so good that they can eat the same bowl of noodles?