On the day of the blind date, I had a flash marriage with a wealthy man

Such thoughtful words made Qiao Qiao stop when he undid the pokeweed belt.

She raised her hand and wrapped it tightly around his neck.

Then, joyfully and tenderly, she rubbed his face.

In the morning, Phytophthora had just shaved.

But the man's vitality is vigorous, and when he rubs against his angular cheeks, there is still a slight tingling sensation.

This tingling is full of masculinity in a man.

Qiao Qiao couldn't help rubbing a few more times.

She really likes Shang Lu's strong masculinity.

"Stop rubbing."

Shanglu held her face in his hands.

He frowned seriously.

"Come on, I really can't control it."

Qiao Qiao wanted to rub.

The head moved between his two big palms, and was about to rub against it.

But Shang Lu held him tighter.

So much so that one of her small faces was deformed, like a swollen bun.

Cute and lovely.

When meeting her for the first time, she was straightforward, heroic and refreshing, and a bit of a rush.

I didn't expect her to have such a cute side.

Holding her face, Shang Lu smiled slightly.

Such an indifferent and calm man, when he smiles like a spring breeze, he is so handsome.

"Shanglu."

Qiao Qiao's mouth was pressed down like a duckling, so her voice was naturally a little muffled.

"Well...you let go of me, your face is deformed by you."

"Are you still messing around?" Shang Lu didn't let go.

Qiao Qiao laughed, "My man, I can rub if I want..."

He didn't let go of her face, but she went up to him and kissed his lightly pursed lips.

Then fled from him with a mischievous smile.

"I'm going to take a bath. Since you don't want to take a bath with me, I'll occupy the bathtub first."

Shang Lu behind him smiled wryly.

Where is he unwilling to take a bath with her.

He was afraid that if he took a bath with her, he would become a beast and hurt her again.

After all, he has been repressed and restrained for 32 years.

Even if he stayed with her these two days, the most primitive thoughts in his body still haven't been relieved and released.

How can she stand up to her small body?

She still doesn't know much about men.

Men are beasts.

But in front of Qiaoer, he couldn't show his bestiality.

He wants to have a long time with her.

In the bathroom, Qiaoqiao put warm water in the bathtub.

The past two days may have been done too much with Phytophthora, and my body is sore everywhere.

I really want to take a bath and relax.

In fact, when she first bought the house in the neighboring area of ​​Dongshan, there was no such decoration.

The bathroom in the sample room is not so big.

Couldn't do a bathtub at all.

But I don't know if the heroic developer suddenly widened the size of the bathroom and gave her a full set of fine decoration.

May be in a good mood.

When Qiaoqiao tried the temperature of the water, he felt that the slowly rippling water surface seemed to be dancing cheerfully.

When the water was full, she lay down in the bathtub and soaked happily.

At this time, the mobile phone outside rang.

Shang Lu took her mobile phone into the bathroom and knocked on the glass partition door of the bathroom.

"Joe, call."

"Who is it?" Qiao Qiao asked, "Let's ignore the unimportant people."

"It's Song Wei."

Qiaoqiao never wanted to miss Weiwei's phone call.

It was not easy for her to be divorced with two children alone.

She was afraid that she had something urgent, so she hurriedly said, "Don't hang up, just bring it in."

Shanglu pushed open the glass partition door.

The first scene I entered was the scene of Qiao Qiao hurriedly reaching out from the water and holding the phone towards him.

It was a slender, jade-white hand.

Maybe it was a taste of meat.

Even her slender jade arms are lively and attractive.

Pokemon's stomach felt hot.

I had to restrain myself again.

When she looked at Qiaoqiao lying on the water, her face was calm and composed, but her mind was full of love and affection from last night, and the softness and sweetness of her body.

What a torture.

Qiao Qiao hurriedly answered Song Wei's call.

Because there was a storage table next to the bathtub, she put her mobile phone on it and turned on the speakerphone.

From the other end, Song Wei's gentle voice came.

"Qiao'er, you haven't slept yet, have you?"

"Well, I'm taking a bath."

"Mandarin duck bath?"

"No, I'm alone."

Song Wei didn't know that the two were already in the same room.

She thought that Shang Lu was not around, so she had no scruples and said:

"Qiaoer, guess who I saw just now?"

"Who is so mysterious."

"Guess, anyway, you haven't seen him for a long time, I guess you've almost forgotten what he looks like."

"It's not my mother, is it?"

On the surface, Qiaoqiao can see everything.

But thinking of the mother who abandoned her at the age of four and was about to remarry and leave, her heart still felt like a needle prick.

The smile on her face froze.

Song Wei said, "No, it's He Qidong. He seems to have bought a villa in my community."

The words He Qidong made Qiao Qiao's eyes dim slightly.

The eyebrows are also slightly twisted.

Song Wei added, "He Qidong took the initiative to say hello to me. He seemed to know that you were married, and even asked me how your husband treats you. From his tone, it seemed that he was very reluctant to part with you."

Ah!

What are you reluctant to do?

If they were really reluctant, they wouldn't have fallen in love with a rich girl seven years ago when they were all about to talk about marriage.

To put it bluntly, He Qidong is the Phoenix Man.

Climb up on tall branches.

She has no nostalgia for this kind of man.

It's just that the sincerity of those three years has been fed to the dogs.

Three years of her time were wasted.

"Weiwei, I'm not interested in his affairs. If he inquires about my affairs, don't tell him."

"I know, I can understand it clearly, and I also hope that you and Shanglu will have a good relationship."

After hanging up the phone, Shanglu still hasn't left.

Qiao Qiao knew that he had heard it all.

She took the initiative to explain, "He Qidong is my ex-boyfriend. I mentioned it to you. He kissed me on his own initiative, but I avoided it."

"Yeah." Shang Lu also wanted to ask her who He Qidong was.

She explained, and he felt more at ease.

He asked, "Does it still hurt there, will it feel better after taking a bath?"

"It hurts." Qiao Qiao frowned, "I just took a look, and it's a little swollen."

"sorry."

Shang Lu squatted in front of the bathtub, kissed her face lightly, "I was too indulgent yesterday."

"It's okay." Qiao Qiao hugged his neck, "You've been holding it back for so many years, if you don't let it go, your body will be broken."

The two looked at each other.

The line of sight is like silk, tightly intertwined.

Even the air is sweet.

Qiao Qiao playfully stroked his Adam's apple.

"Are you really not taking a bath with me? I think I can bear it, and we can continue."

"I want the water to flow forever. Take care of your body these two days."

He rubbed his head and got up, "I'm going out first, you can soak for a while."

"Yeah." Qiao Qiao smiled sweetly.

over there.

In the community after eight o'clock in the evening, many people came down for a walk.

Aunt Wu is busy today.

Song Wei was alone with her two children, playing in the playground of the community.

Panpan is playing on the slide.

Eight-month-old Xiao Heng is sitting in a stroller, dancing and interacting with his mother.

Suddenly, a three or four-year-old boy with a watermelon head ran over and threw a handful of sand on Xiao Heng's face.

Song Wei was caught off guard.

When he tried to stop him, the fine sand had drilled into Xiao Heng's face, eyes and ears.

Xiao Heng burst into tears immediately.

I cried heartbreakingly.

Song Wei hurriedly picked up Xiao Heng.

After brushing off the sand around the ears and eyes of Xiaoheng's face and mouth, Song Wei went to educate the little boy with the watermelon head.

"Little friend, my brother is still young, so you can't do that."

"Fun, fun."

The little boy with the watermelon head applauded.

He grabbed another handful of sand and wanted to bully Xiao Heng.

Of course Song Wei refused.

She blocked the little boy with a watermelon head and gave him a slight push.

"Whose child is so uneducated?"

Before pushing the little boy down, just half a meter away, the little boy began to cry.

Soon, the boy's parents were attracted.

That parent is probably not a fuel-efficient lamp.

Hearing from the watermelon-headed boy that Song Wei pushed him, she stepped forward and said fiercely, regardless of whether it was indiscriminate or not.

"Are you pushing my son? How can you bully a child as an adult? Are you educated?"

"Didn't you see that your son sprinkled sand all over my son's face? After the first sprinkle, you want to sprinkle the second. Who is uneducated?"

"Where did my son sprinkle your son with sand, who can prove it?"

"Are you blind?"

Xiaoheng's face and nostrils were still covered with sand.

Whoever is not blind can see.

This parent is clearly unreasonable.

Just like the parents who pushed down Panpan's children last time, they are uneducated.

Song Wei was very angry.

Xiao Heng in his arms was still crying.

She hugged Xiao Heng tightly, "There is still surveillance over there, do you want me to tune the surveillance to show you?"

The watermelon-headed boy's mother looked at the monitor, probably feeling guilty, so she didn't say anything.

Within two seconds, he said strangely:

"What's the matter with throwing sand on your son's face? They're all children, and children are playing around. Do you need to be so serious?"

"Am I serious?"

"It's not that you are serious about who is serious. Children are just playing around. Why do you meddle as an adult?"

"Okay, it's a joke between the children, right? Well, let the children solve it themselves."

Song Wei gave her daughter Panpan a signal look.

Panpan understands immediately.

Since Panpan was bullied by a bear child last time, Song Wei taught Panpan a lot of self-defense skills.

She reported Taekwondo to Panpan.

I bought anti-wolf spray, pepper water, and small electric sticks.

At first I bought it on a certain treasure, but it was too big to carry.

Song Wei specially mailed a few more items from overseas.

Panpan put it in the bag, very convenient.

This watermelon-headed boy bullied his younger brother, yet he is so righteous.

Of course Panpan will not forgive.

She took out the chili water and rubbed the watermelon-headed boy's face. Immediately, the boy covered his eyes and cried loudly.

The parent of the other party screamed in panic, "Baby, what's wrong with you?"

"Mom, it's so spicy, my eyes hurt so much."

"Panpan, come back." Song Wei called her daughter back and protected her behind her.

The other parent glared, "What did you ask that damn girl to spray on my son?"

"It doesn't matter what you spray." Song Wei suddenly felt very refreshed, "Didn't you say that the children are playing around, adults don't want to interfere? My daughter is also playing with your son."

"you……"

"Panpan, let's go."

Song Wei held Xiao Heng in her arms, let Panpan push the baby carriage, and left together.

The parent of the uneducated watermelon-headed boy rushed forward, wanting to hit Song Wei.

"Bitch, dare to bully my precious son, I won't beat you to death, bastard."

Song Wei walked away holding Xiao Heng, and sprayed out a bottle of chili water in her hand, making the parents of the other party slap in the face.

Having been beaten before, Song Wei was always vigilant and careful.

Not only did I buy these self-defense ones for my daughter.

She also carries it with her.

She stared at the screaming parents covering their faces, and snorted coldly.

"As long as your son is a baby, isn't my son and daughter a baby?"

"Go back and educate your son well, don't cause trouble."

"If you dare to bully my child again next time, I have more ruthless tricks."

They are orphans and widows, with no one to rely on and no one to protect them.

But it's not easy to bully.

"Panpan, let's go home."

The third mother and son walked back, while Song Wei educated Panpan.

"Panpan, don't be afraid when encountering things. First, you must be calm, and second, you must be tough. We don't take the initiative to cause trouble, but we can't be afraid of trouble."

"Mom, I see. I will protect my mother and brother."

Panpan's sensibility made Song Wei feel sad.

Just at this time, a little girl not far away fell and was immediately picked up by her father, coaxing and hurting her.

They are all children.

Some children have fathers who love and protect them.

Some children have to be forced to mature precociously and be independent and strong.

Panpan is the one who is forced to be precocious and forced to be strong.

Song Wei felt very guilty for not allowing Panpan to have a complete family, divorced and single with their siblings.

"Panpan, will you be sad if Dad is not around?"

Panpan nodded, then immediately shook her head, "No."

A sentence of no, contains too many emotions of the little guy.

Tears were in the little guy's eyes, but they didn't flow out.

"Mom, it doesn't matter if there is no father, I only want mother."

Song Wei's heart was even more sour.

She squatted down, holding Xiao Heng in one hand and Panpan in the other.

The days after the divorce were more difficult than she imagined.

There is too much sadness in the days of working to make money and raising children at the same time.

Last week was a month since she and Chen Yajun divorced.

She asked Chen Yajun for support for her two children.

Chen Yajun refused to give anything, and scolded her on the phone, scolding her very harshly.

She hugged Panpan tightly, her voice was a little hoarse, "Mom, too, as long as you and your brother are enough."

"Panpan, do you blame your mother for divorcing your father, leaving you without a father?"

Panpan shook her head, "I know that mom can't do anything about it. Grandma and aunts and aunts will bully mom, and dad will beat mom. Panpan doesn't want mom to be beaten by dad."

Song Wei couldn't hold back the tears anymore.

The daughter's sensibility, on the contrary, was like an awl, piercing her heart.

Panpan couldn't help but cried.

Song Wei wiped away her daughter's tears, "Panpan, we have agreed not to cry in front of others. The more you cry, the easier it is to be bullied."

"En." Panpan held back, not daring to cry.

At this time, the mother of the watermelon-headed bear child led her husband to catch up.

"Husband, it's that woman just now who bullied my son and me. Husband, go and teach her a lesson for us mother and son."

The man was probably a dry cleaner, and his hair was very well combed.

When he picked up his sleeves, he still had tattoos on his hands.

It looks very social.

Also very ruthless.

Going forward, grabbed Song Wei's hair who was squatting on the ground, raised her arms, and wanted to slap Song Wei hard...