Quick Travel: Who taught you how to attack villains like this?

Song Zhenzhao had a very happy night.

When she tried to get on the horse for the fourth time, she was kicked out of bed by Yu Yan.

Yu Yan turned over, wrapped herself in the quilt and rolled to the other side of the bed, huddled in the corner, like an angry little beast, wrapping herself tightly in the quilt, only revealing a pair of misty eyes, alert. Staring at Song Zhenzhao.

Song Zhenzhao sighed helplessly, got up and fetched hot water, washed Yu Yan's body, and then fell asleep holding her in his arms.

Early the next morning, the sun streamed in from the window, and Song Zhenzhao slowly opened his eyes.

He looked at the person in his arms and smiled with satisfaction.

Yu Yan was still asleep. Her face was flushed, her breathing was long, and there was a smile on her lips. She might be dreaming.

Song Zhenzhao felt that it must be a very sweet dream, and maybe he existed in the dream.

Yu Yan's sleeping face is very different from her usual appearance. Just looking at her asleep makes people feel affectionate.

He kissed Yu Yan's forehead gently, and his heart was filled with happiness and satisfaction.

I don't know why, but he felt indescribably satisfied.

Obviously, he and his wife had already given birth to a child before.

But now, he is extremely satisfied, as if those things before were not him at all.

Song Zhenzhao looked at the person in his arms and felt a little ready to make a move.

However, he also knew that he made a fuss too late last night, and Yanyan would definitely be unhappy if he made any small moves again.

So, he could only hold Yu Yan quietly and endure it.

He thought that he must be the happiest man in the world. He has a beautiful and gentle wife and a lovely child.

For a person like him who has always been slow-minded, he felt that he already had everything and lacked nothing.

But there was an inexplicable uneasiness in his heart. He always felt as if he had forgotten something important.

It seemed like there was someone he was ignoring.

He tried hard to think about it, but he couldn't remember it.

Oops, forget it if you can't remember it, it's probably not important.

Song Zhenzhao thought happily, he and his wife had spent such a wonderful night, what would her first words be like when she woke up?

Would you be embarrassed? Or would you praise him for his awesomeness?

At this moment, Yu Yan woke up.

She saw Song Zhenzhao staring at her, his eyes full of love and tenderness.

"Yanyan, are you awake?"

Song Zhenzhao's voice was so gentle it could make water drop.

Yu Yan raised her hand, glanced at the watch on her wrist, remained silent for a moment, and said, "At this time, shouldn't you be sending Yuyu to the parenting class?"

Song Zhenzhao: "!!!"

Oh, it's over.

He forgot.

Yu Yan's face darkened, and she kicked him down with her foot.

"Go quickly, wake up Yuyu and send her to the parenting class."

"Oh, good."

Song Zhenzhao agreed honestly, quickly got dressed and ran to the next door.

He quickly finished washing up and as soon as he walked into the room, he saw Song Yu fully dressed and sitting on the bed, eating snacks and waiting for him.

Seeing him coming, she immediately stood up from the bed and said, "Dad, you got up really late today."

"Ahem...Dad was tired yesterday and fell asleep a little bit."

Song Zhenzhao stepped forward, straightened her clothes, and strode toward the childcare class with her in his arms.

Fortunately, at the last moment, Song Yu was handed over to the teacher. Otherwise, Song Zhenzhao would probably have received a violent beating when he returned.

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