I smashed the CP of me and the villain school grass

Song Zuan hid behind the bushes and looked around, and finally found his father on a bench by the small lake.

Jiang was also dragged into hiding together. It was a bit difficult for a 1.9-meter tall man to hide behind the bushes.

"An'an, do we have to be so wretched?"

"Shh... see that old man in the shirt and sweater vest on the bench over there?"

Jiang also looked in the direction of Song Zuan's line of sight, but he was a little short-sighted and couldn't see very clearly, "I see, the old man looks silly. What's the matter, did he bully An'an too? We're going to beat him up." pause?"

"No, that's my dad."

"Oh... that doesn't seem very silly, I misread it just now..."

Jiang Yan was very speechless, he had never discovered that his father had such a childish side.

These two people are clearly already in their third year, why are they not as mature as a 5-year-old kid?

Jiang Yan looked at the backs of the two fathers with disgust, then turned around and silently watched the little ants crawling around in the grass.

Watching ants is much more interesting than watching dad.

Song Zu'an continued to hide behind the bushes and pointed at his father: "See that smiling aunt next to him? That's the Aunt Jiang I told you about."

"An'an, you didn't tell me anything about Aunt Jiang." Jiang also tugged at Song Zuan's arm in confusion.

In the short few minutes since he came back to now, Song Zu'an has already said two things that he doesn't remember at all.

Could it be that An An has a dog outside?

Misremembering the memory of the dog outside as the memory of what happened with Jiang Ye is why he continued to say such abnormal things.

"Uh... I remember telling you, maybe I told you in a dream." Song Zuan explained with a guilty conscience.

"These are not the point." Song Zuan waved his hand, gossip flashed in his small eyes, "My dad and Aunt Jiang are dating, how about we go and eavesdrop?"

"An'an, this is inappropriate." Jiang Ye refused righteously.

Eavesdropping on other people's speech is really despised, and Jiang will never do it.

"Don't you wonder what kind of person my dad is? Don't you wonder how he pursued our prospective stepmother?"

"I... am not very curious."

"If you're not very curious, then you're a little curious. Come with me." Song Zu'an grabbed Jiang Ye's hand without any explanation, and dragged him to the bench.

Fortunately, the greening in the park is well done, trees and barley can be seen everywhere, and there is no shortage of bunkers along the way.

Song Dazhu and Aunt Jiang were so absorbed in chatting that they didn't notice that there were already two people hiding under the big tree behind the bench.

"Shufen, your dress is so beautiful today."

Hey... Goosebumps all over Song Zu'an's body, and he squinted his eyes at Chongjiang to express his dislike for his own father.

On the other hand, Jiang Shufen just smiled shyly and said thank you softly.

Although Song Dazhu has an unpleasant name, he still looks good.

Slightly chubby body, mature with a touch of cuteness.

After all, to be able to give birth to such a beautiful son as Song Zuan, his father's appearance would not be too bad.

After Jiang Shufen finished saying thank you, the conversation fell into a brief silence.

Judging from Song Dazhu's slightly red ears, he seemed a little nervous and was desperately looking for a topic.

Song Zu'an secretly slandered: When scolding me, I was very articulate, almost at the level of a national level debate contestant, why can't I speak now?See how I make fun of you when I go back...

They were bored and were about to leave secretly, but Song Dazhu's next sentence strengthened Song Zu'an's determination to continue listening.

I saw Song Dazhu throwing out a new topic after careful consideration.