Quick Travel: He is obviously cannon fodder but becomes a heartthrob

By the time Song Songsayazi ran to the kitchen, Yu Pingfang had almost finished her work and was about to bring the dishes to the table.

Seeing this, Song Song started to follow her around again.

Yu Pingfang rolled her eyes at her and said angrily: "Aren't you saying you're hungry? Why are you following me? You're full after just a few steps?"

The little girl pursed her lips in embarrassment and whispered coquettishly to Yu Pingfang in a soft and gentle voice, "Mom... I want to help you."

As he spoke, he leaned forward and pressed against Yu Pingfang's vagina, rubbing it gently.

Yu Pingfang's heart suddenly softened, and her originally cold face immediately softened a bit. She coughed twice and turned around, "Okay, you are so old and you still have to cling to mom. Aren't you ashamed?"

"Go and bring the food over."

"Okay." The little girl nodded and went to help.

When all the dishes and plates were put on the table, she remembered something.

He glanced at the face of the handsome man beside him, then looked out the door, then pinched his chin and fell into deep thought for a while.

"Why...the heroine hasn't come here yet?"

Song Song pursed her lips and thought, "Didn't we agree that the heroine would suddenly awaken the memories of her previous life when our two families were discussing the marriage, and then come to stop it?"

The system spread its hands and said, "Probably because the time when you two discussed the marriage was not at the original plot point."

"It can only mean that you are making quite fast progress. The original work said that something that took several months to work on is now accomplished. I think we should celebrate with applause."

As he said that, the system raised his chubby hands and clapped his hands.

Song Song:?

The little girl's delicate eyebrows wrinkled, "Then don't you care about her?"

The system waved his hand and said casually: "Never mind it, no one cares about us now anyway. As long as it doesn't offend the consciousness of the world, you can say anything. The male protagonist of this world is the biological son, whether it is in the previous life or in this life. It's a piece of good luck, you just have to live a good life with him."

After saying that, he added: "Well... it's best to get married immediately and have two children for three years."

"!!" Song Song's eyes widened in shock, and she couldn't help but exclaimed in a low voice, "I don't want to have children with him!"

Zhao Haicheng's physique was intimidating at first glance. She could not handle even Jiang Zhi, let alone this heavyweight.

As soon as she finished speaking, several eyes fell on her face.

The little girl's eyes widened, and then she realized that she had just accidentally spoken what was in her heart. She blushed instantly and covered her mouth with a snap.

The atmosphere suddenly became awkward, and Song Song was so embarrassed that she wanted to find a crack in the ground and crawl in immediately.

She tugged at the corner of her clothes, her fair little face flushed.

That vague gaze fell on her from time to time, like a flame, making her feel uncomfortable all over.

In the end, it was Yu Pingfang who reacted first, pulled her aside to sit down, and scolded: "You kid, you have no problem with having children. You think about all kinds of messy things all day long." After that, she gently poked Song Song's butt. forehead.

Song Song blushed and touched the place where he had just been poked. When he raised his head, he happened to meet the man's eyes that seemed to be smiling but not smiling. There was a hint of light in the deep black eyes.

Zhao Haicheng lowered his head and chuckled, as if joking, "It's okay, Song Song is still young, I'm not in a hurry."

Help! !

She was even more ashamed.

……

After dinner, Zhao Haicheng said that he had something else to do and had to go home first.

He and Song Shengwen had almost finished discussing the matter today, so Song's father didn't leave anyone behind and said hello, asking him to come to the house for dinner when he was free.

Song Song followed Father Song to send Zhao Haicheng to the door, staring at the man so eagerly that he almost thought he had something on his face.

In fact, she was just looking forward to Zhao Haicheng returning soon.

His sense of oppression was too strong and he kept staring at her, making her whole body numb and unable to move her hands and feet while eating.

Zhao Haicheng glanced at the little girl, and was about to say that he would leave first, when he saw Father Song suddenly poke the girl with his elbow and said, "Send Haicheng back together."

"Huh??" Song Song's face was full of undisguised surprise and shock. She pouted, pointed at herself, and then stretched out her hand to pull Song Shengwen's sleeve, "Dad..."

She tried to escape by acting coquettishly again.

Helplessly, Father Song had developed a heart of steel and pushed her coldly. His voice was still gentle but his attitude was firm, "Go ahead."

Song Song's face fell, and he walked out the door reluctantly. As soon as he stepped out of the threshold, he noticed that the eyes were on his back again, and he immediately raised a smile.

Zhao Haicheng saw through it but didn't say anything. He curled his lips and said nothing.

The little girl was so timid that she only dared to talk behind people's backs. She didn't dare to say anything in front of her. When Father Song came into the house, she still stood there dumbfounded.

Zhao Haicheng originally wanted to wait for her to speak, but looking at this, he was afraid that he wouldn't be able to wait any longer. He glanced at the roadside and asked, "Let's go?"

"Uh huh huh..." Song Song responded randomly as if he was sleepwalking. Just as he was about to leave, he suddenly remembered something and stopped suddenly. Without saying anything, he trotted towards the yard.

A minute later, she walked out majestically with a big yellow dog, looking a little proud on her face.

Oh, no wonder he ran back, it turned out he was going to move reinforcements.Zhao Haicheng knew this, but he couldn't help but want to laugh. He was afraid that the little girl would be angry, so he turned around to avoid laughing.

Song Song had no idea that his little calculation had been seen through by others, and he happily patted Dahuang on the back.

Now he was no longer timid or panicked, his voice became brighter, and he shouted excitedly: "Let's go!"

Zhao Haicheng felt funny in his heart.

Silly girl, who are you trying to guard against?Who can I guard against?Did he forget that the dog didn't even dare to bark when he saw him last time?

The man touched the tip of his nose, said nothing, and followed the little girl very cooperatively.

The two of them didn't speak much along the way.

One didn't dare, and the other didn't either.

Song Song didn't dare. That was natural. After all, she had only a little bit of courage and was extremely afraid of any disturbance.

She was so delicate that she was afraid of pain. She should stay in bed all day without moving.

Zhao Haicheng, on the other hand, had never been in contact with the little girl and was afraid that he would scare her by saying the wrong thing.

How could the little daughter-in-law who was finally kidnapped from the Song family scare people away?

As they walked, from the small path to the main road, the two of them didn't even say a complete sentence.

Rhubarb, on the other hand, was wandering around and looking very happy.

In fact, it's not Zhao Haicheng's fault. After all, every time he wanted to speak, Song Song would look at him with big eyes and an innocent look on his face, making him so soft-hearted that he couldn't say anything.

Ugh.

The man sighed silently, this time he was really disappointed.