The president's domineering pet: May you love you forever

Song Yiyi fixed her eyes on the blue and white porcelain that hadn't changed its position at home for a moment, and she didn't let the tears flow out. Then she quickly changed her shoes, and a big smile appeared on her face. She hoped that she could let herself see She woke up happy, and then she walked briskly in front of her parents. Mother Song hurriedly wiped her tears from her side, while Father Song looked at his daughter whom he hadn't seen for a few years, "Go up and take a bath first, and you'll be able to do it later." time to eat."

Song Yiyi moved to the side of her mother, sat down on her ass, and threw the bag in her hand, which she had been throwing aside, and then put her arms around her mother, "Oh, why are you crying, mother? Didn't we agree?" Is it right? No matter when I left or I came back today, you can’t cry? You will become a hag now.”

Song Yiyi's words successfully made Song's mother laugh through tears, Song's mother pushed her daughter, and said angrily: "This girl is still so big or young."

Song Yiyi couldn't help laughing, she hugged her mother even tighter, and said coquettishly: "Okay, isn't human being my mother's baby girl? Isn't it said that there can be no big or small? This is still the mother herself What did you say?"

Mother Song smiled even more happily, and the clear crow's feet in the corners of her eyes were reflected in Song Yiyi's eyes the moment she raised her head.

"It's so hot here, go wash up and talk later after eating."

Song Yiyi endured the soreness in her nose, "Okay, let's talk later."

Then she stood up, picked up her bag, and walked to the stairs.

As soon as she reached the stairs, Song Yiyi suddenly turned her head. At that moment, she clearly saw Mother Song wiping her tears again. She pretended not to see it, "Since when did Mom like this soap opera?"

Mother Song was about to speak, but Father Song preempted her: "Your mother is bored."

Song Shucheng knew very well how his wife had missed her daughter these past few years, and often sat in front of the window sill, holding a photo album and looking at it non-stop.

Before his son came back, he had to go to the company every day, and he didn't have time to accompany her at all. He was afraid that she would think too much, so he suggested her to watch TV.

Song Shucheng didn't know why his wife fell in love with the soap opera she hated the most.

Song Yiyi said "Oh", and was about to go up the stairs when she suddenly remembered that she hadn't seen her brother, "Where's elder brother? Why didn't you see him?"

When I called just now, I clearly said that I was at home.

"Your brother is in his room."

Song Yiyi went back to her bedroom first, and was going to take a shower before going to her brother, but when she came out of the bathroom after washing, she was almost scared to death!

Song Jingchen was sitting on the woolen sofa in the bedroom, with an unlit cigar between his fingers.

Song Yiyi tied the belt of her bathrobe tightly, and ran to Song Jingchen angrily, with her hands folded in front of her chest, the fire in her eyes seemed to burst out.

Song Jingchen looked up, then leaned back on the sofa.

"I haven't seen you for a few years, and my brother has a habit of breaking into my sister's boudoir!" Song Yiyi tried her best to restrain herself, and the words she said were not so aggressive.

Song Jingchen heard it but didn't listen, he just stated the facts and said: "I have something to do with you."

"Oh? What's the matter? I haven't seen you for a few years, and my brother still has something to ask for my sister. Let's talk about it." Song Yiyi, whose anger has subsided a lot, has already guessed who it is about. She was about to sit on the sofa next to her Next, "You should go and change your clothes first, and look for me in my room after dinner."

Looking at the closed door, Song Yiyi couldn't help but stomped her feet: "Hmph! Don't let me know your weakness!"