Weird Gacha Machine

It's so damn convincing, you can forget all this, do you still remember the name of your little nephew who just turned one month old?

"Brother Nan, we have something to go out, so you go back first." Yin Mu dragged Song Qingqiao back to the room to change clothes, leaving Kuang Nan alone there.

Then... what about the manuscript! ?

It's too late to dress up, the dinner party will start right away at this time, thanks to the fact that both of them look good, otherwise it would be embarrassing for others to see.

Lu Hengliang went to pick them up at the door. The ostentation of the full moon wine was not as grand as that of a wedding, and the invitations were all family members and close friends.The child's eyes, nose, and mouth are all opened when he grows up to one month old, and he can tell it's Song Xiangyi's child just by looking at it.

"Brother Qiao, did you look like this when you were young?" Yin Mu asked while looking at Song Xingche's artistic photos, feeling that their old Song's house was just a printing machine, and the children they printed all looked the same.

"Much prettier than him." Song Qingqiao looked at the toothless child in the photo who was smiling happily, "What will he call you in the future? Auntie?"

Lu Hengliang followed along and laughed imperceptibly.

"That's not necessarily true. You are the one who is indistinguishable." Yin Mu turned back, "See if he can tell whether you are an uncle or an aunt."

It's boring to hurt each other and hurt each other.

There were quite a few people sitting inside, Song Qingqiao sat at Song Chengying's table, they were with the old Song family, Yin Mu and Lu Hengliang sat at the next table.

I have seen these people today, grandparents, aunts and uncles, and my aunt's daughter.Song Xiangyi and Zhisui are not here for the time being, and they are going to take Xiao Xingche to the stage to play later.Song Qingqiao said hello one by one and stood by the side, not knowing where to sit for a while, Song Chengying glanced at him, maybe she was a little displeased with his late arrival, and he didn't dare to sit there with a shy face.

"Come, sit next to me." Song Chengmeng relieved the embarrassment in time, and called Song Qingqiao over.

Song Qingqiao took off his coat after sitting down, and underneath he used to wear a turtleneck sweater with a white shirt.

"That's what you wear? It's so cold, it's not too cold." Song Chengmeng took his cold hand and rubbed it in his own.

The younger uncle was also beside him. Speaking of which, the younger uncle was a man with a successful career, but he and the younger sister had no children.Song Qingqiao didn't know what was going on.

"Thank you aunt, I'm not cold, my hands and feet are not too hot by nature."

Originally, Yin Mu was still worried about what to do if Song Qingqiao was being bullied there, but when he turned around and saw the two of them talking and laughing with his sister-in-law, he was relieved.

"Why is Brother Qiao and his sister-in-law so affectionate to him?" He asked Lu Hengliang.

Lu Hengliang shook his head: "You ask him, maybe he is confused."

Indeed, Song Qingqiao was really at a loss.

"I heard you studied art?" Song Chengmeng asked.

"Yes."

"I saw the trophy in your room, it's pretty amazing."

When the two of them were talking, the aunt was not very happy, and she threw her eyes at Song Qingqiao.

Wait a minute... Yin Mu felt that something was wrong. He seemed to have seen the girl sitting next to Auntie somewhere.

"Second Sister, Xiao Qi is preparing for the art exam right now, you ask her to ask Song Qingqiao for more advice." Song Chengmeng awakened the dreamer.

It's Ren Qi!At the previous signing event, he said that he was Song Qingqiao's high school classmate, and that he would always support Ruoyu's Ren Qi!

Looking at Song Qingqiao's appearance... I didn't find anything wrong at all.

"I don't have that much ability, sister-in-law won the prize."

! ! !Song Qingqiao, shut up now!

"Lu Hengliang, go and get Brother Qiao out, I want to have a word with him."

Song Qingqiao was relieved to be called by Lu Hengliang's name, and hurriedly followed out. The feeling of being pinched from left to right was really unbearable.

"Brother Qiao, your aunt's daughter, Ren Xi, is your fan!" Yin Mu said urgently, "I saw her at the signing event before!"

Song Qingqiao signed nearly [-] books that day, but of course she didn't remember that there was a little girl named Ren Qi among them.

"She said she was your high school classmate, don't you really remember?"

"There is no such person in our high school." Lu Hengliang was the first to deny it.

After returning to her seat, Song Qingqiao felt uncomfortable seeing what Ren Xi thought.Auntie didn't want her daughter to have anything to do with Song Qingqiao, she didn't expect her daughter to know Song Qingqiao's name secretly.

Ren Qi and Song Qingqiao had participated in several competitions together, but they were not high school classmates, they were classmates from a foreign school who were a year younger than Song Qingqiao.At that time, she only knew that there was a cousin Song Xiangyi, but she didn't know that there was a cousin Song Qingqiao.Originally, I was focused on chasing the pace of idols to take the same major in the same school, but I slipped the rankings. Now I am repeating the exam and preparing for the second time.

Aunt Song Chenghuan supported her daughter's art, but when she thought that her daughter was not as good as Song Qingqiao, she became angry and took it out on Song Qingqiao, which seemed natural to her.

"Hmm... Is it okay to leave a contact information? If you need help, you can come to me." Song Qingqiao took the initiative to talk to Ren Qi, and the little girl's ears immediately became red.

It all depends on Song Chengmeng rubbing in the middle, rubbing hard.She pulled the second sister to explain the truth, saying that children have their own ideas, and besides, it is not harmful to Xiaoqi.Auntie can't say anything more.

Ren Qi scanned Song Qingqiao's QR code and whispered, "I went to the photography exhibition, it's great."

Song Qingqiao didn't know how to answer her, so she could only thank her.

"Are you ready for the art exam?" He said, "Come on, the Academy of Fine Arts is waiting for you."

It was the first time Song Qingqiao had never thought of being recognized by her relatives. This feeling was completely different from the praise from other people.Compliments from others may make you feel happy and satisfied, but compliments from loved ones will give you an unwarranted sense of security.

Song Xiangyi came over with little Xingche who was sucking a pacifier, and everyone's attention was attracted by him, and they didn't get too entangled in Song Qingqiao's affairs.

But before it stopped for a moment, Xiao Xingche started to cry, unhappy seeing no one.The elders scrambled to comfort each other, even the elderly grandparents joined in, but little Xingche still couldn't stop crying.Zhisui didn't know what to do with the bulging child in her arms. She was also a first-time mother and couldn't handle it.

Song Xiangyi took a closer look at his son, his big tearful eyes were staring at Song Qingqiao who was playing riddles with Yin Mu and his wife.

Song Qingqiao originally thought that there was nothing wrong with her, but suddenly her back felt numb, and Song Xiangyi came to him with Xiao Xingche in his arms.

"You are an uncle, you haven't hugged him yet."

You said that this child is Ling, and I have hugged and teased him all around today, but Song Qingqiao came late, so I met him for the first time.It was Song Chengying and Song Qingqiao who stayed outside the delivery room for me and my mother.

"I don't know how to hold a child." Song Qingqiao looked at Song Xiangyi and twitched the corners of his mouth, but the child was already in his hands.

Soft, slippery and fragrant.This is the first feeling.The second feeling is sinking.Is it so heavy for a one-month-old child?

Little Xingche threw herself into Song Qingqiao's arms and was overjoyed, her big eyes that were still covered with tears curled up in laughter, babbling and babbling, not knowing what to express.

Song Qingqiao hugged his buttocks and back, with a stiff posture, if there were not so many people present, he really wanted to tell Song Xiangyi, is this your child or my child?

Yin Mu secretly laughed at the side, and quickly took out his phone to quickly flash a few pictures, Song Qingqiao, who was full of awkward fatherly love all over his body.

Little Xingche didn't know who he looked like when he made a mess. It was time to take him away to nurse, but he still grabbed Song Qingqiao's clothes.Don't look at people as small, but they have big milk.

"Baby likes Joe." Zhisui said to Song Qingqiao, "I like you more than I like Dad."

That Song Xiang died of anger.

Song Qingqiao had no choice but to kiss Xiao Xingche's fleshy cheek: "Uncle will come and play with you later, okay?"

"Go with mom obediently and see you later, okay?"

The child probably didn't understand, and only let go after being kissed by him.

"Brother Qiao's baby is so cute." Yin Mu flipped through the photos, savoring them carefully.

"Give him one."

Well, Lu Hengliang, you will die if you don't touch people's hearts.

I didn't eat a few mouthfuls of a meal, and I took all of them with me.Song Qingqiao went to Zhisui's place very faithfully. The child was very excited today, and he was not in a hurry to sleep after feeding. Seeing Song Qingqiao, he was happy again, begging for hugs and kisses.

"You kid, uncle is a man of his own accord, so don't try to get close to me." He was talking nonsense, but he still reached out to touch little Xing Che's cheeks that were more fluffy than cotton candy.

Just as Zhisui got close to Song Qingqiao for no reason, she fell in love with her husband's brother for no reason, and Xiao Xingche also got close to Song Qingqiao and liked him.

"The teacher is going back to school soon, you come often to see him." Zhisui said with a smile, "Or, we often go to see you."

Song Qingqiao looked up at her: "When did you become so fluent in Chinese?"

"The teacher taught well."

The teacher is still chatting outside.

"Zhisui, give our family another younger sister."

All the boys are too uncomfortable.

The little girl smiled cutely: "I will, work hard!"

Yin Mu and Lu Hengliang also came to meet their indirect nephew, so they naturally liked him very much.

Little Xingche couldn't stop being excited when he saw the three handsome uncles.Lu Hengliang looks so fierce, he can still stretch out his hand to grab his face, after seeing this, he is a master who is not afraid of anything.But when he came to Yin Mu, the child was stunned, staring blankly at Yin Mu with his small mouth open, and didn't respond for a long while.

"What are you looking at, call me Auntie." Song Qingqiao teased him, "Call me, Auntie."

"You fucking mean to get a beating, don't you!" Yin Mu pushed him onto the sofa, and got angry when he saw his playful smile.

"Boss Yin, you scared the child into a fool." Lu Hengliang looked at Xiao Xingche who was still staring blankly, neither smiling nor crying.

People don't know.

The little overlord is like Song Xingche, who is omnipotent and fearless. There are two evil uncles behind him, a smiling fox and a vicious ghost. On his head is the commander's grandfather and the professor's father.But when he was exactly one month old, he met the only man he believed in in his life, his aunt.

The author has something to say:

Milk the baby first, then talk 23333

Of course Xiao Xingche looks like Song Xiangyi!

Like Zhiho, it's okay!

What to do next!Still alive!