Chapter 580

A moment later, Tang Xiaoran turned back and whispered to Jingxuan road; "Clear the table and eat."

Nodding, Jingxuan cleaned up his homework book, found a rag and wiped the table.

When Tang Xiaoran was having a meal, he ran over again and took the initiative to bring it.

Su Zhengxiao narrowed his eyes.

When he was in Su's house, he either fasted or cried. Where is he like now?

There were only two bowls of lotus seed porridge. The mother and son sat opposite each other. They ignored Su Zhengxiao and regarded him as air.

Jingxuan likes it very much. Chopsticks never stop.

Tang Xiaoran kept telling him to eat slowly: "eat later, don't choke, no one grabs with you, these are yours."

The room is not big, so people can't help but move their forefingers when they smell the fragrance of the room.

Su Zhengxiao didn't eat either. He didn't feel hungry just now.

At this moment, I smelled the fragrance, but I felt hungry and my stomach made a noise.

However, he never eats the food cooked by Tang Xiaoran.

So I still sat where I was and didn't move.

"Ding -"

Suddenly, there was a noise from the mobile phone.

Tang Xiaoran ignored it. It must be another messy push.

Jingxuan eats very delicious. She has been hungry these days.

Tang Xiaoran looked a little distressed: "eat slowly. I'll give you pancakes and bring them when I leave."

"Uh huh." Jingxuan nodded.

Put down the dishes and chopsticks, Tang Xiaoran stepped into the kitchen again and began to be busy.

In addition to pancakes, there are Jingxuan's favorite dishes.

Two hours later, she went out of the kitchen.

In the living room.

Su Zhengxiao leaned back on the sofa, breathing steadily, eyes closed, and fell asleep.

Jingxuan is very good. She is doing her homework.

Tang Xiaoran also wanted to spend more time with Jingxuan, so he didn't call him and asked Jingxuan whether he had a good time.

Jingxuan replied, "Mom, I can't do a few questions."

Tang Xiaoran sat on his side, explained to him softly and taught him.

When Jingxuan's homework is done, the mother and son get up. Su Zhengxiao has fallen asleep on the sofa.

In this way, time passes quietly.

Finally, Su Zhengxiao was awakened by a nightmare.

Over the years, he always repeated the dream of Zuo Qingrou's death, including her appearance and tragedy when she died, and her eyes that didn't close before she died.

Perhaps Su Zhengxiao didn't realize that Zuo Qingrou's death had formed a dream devil in his heart.

He had such a dream again. His forehead was very painful and dizzy. He sat up supporting his body and kneaded gently with his fingers.

When the pain gradually dissipated, I looked at the time on my wrist.

At two o'clock in the morning, it's too late to stay any longer.

With his shoulders stretched out, he casually hooked his suit coat.

Jingxuan has also fallen asleep in Tang Xiaoran's arms.

Su Zhengxiao walked over and reached for Jingxuan.

Although Tang Xiaoran had fallen asleep, she subconsciously tightened her arms and held them tightly.

He was tall and bent, close to her.

She didn't open her eyes, but she was avoiding his actions.

Su Zhengxiao spilled out a disdainful cold hum, and his arms pushed into her arms.

Tang Xiaoran woke up and suddenly looked up.

The two men collided with each other on their foreheads.

She felt a pain in her food and frowned tightly.

Su Zhengxiao's eyebrows hurt slightly. Unexpectedly, her forehead was as hard as a stone; "Let go!"

Tang Xiaoran neither let go nor moved, so he maintained his posture.

Her strength is greater than expected.

Su Zhengxiao bent down again, and the strength on his arm increased.

His eyes were low and his voice was cold; "If you don't want to wake Jingxuan up, you'd better let go."

Tang Xiaoran woke up, stunned and released.

The light of the eyes swept over her. Su Zhengxiao took the suit in one hand, picked up Jingxuan and was ready to leave.

Suddenly, there was a loud bang.

Tang Xiaoran hurried to the window.

I saw a strong wind, a thick tree pressed on the black luxury car, and the roof had been crushed.

Obviously, a typhoon is coming.

Even the windows were rattling, as if they were going to explode in the next second.

Tang Xiaoran quickly put the table against the window.

Su Zhengxiao called uncle Liu: "the address is sent to you. Come and pick me up."

Liu Shudao: "young master, typhoon level 10 has begun to implement traffic control. The traffic is paralyzed and can't get through."

Hearing the speech, Su Zhengxiao frowned.

"There is water on the road. It's very deep. Some shops are flooded. Young master, it's really hard to get through." uncle Liu hurriedly explained.

"Well, I see."

Su Zhengxiao hung up.

At this time, Jingxuan also woke up. He rubbed his eyes: "Dad, don't we go?"

"Yes."

"Well, when shall we leave?" he asked cautiously.

Su Zhengxiao said, "it's not decided yet."

In an instant, Jingxuan's eyes were bright, jumping and excited. He almost jumped up without joy.

He can stop pulling his mother!

Tang Xiaoran also relaxed a lot. For her, it is very valuable to stay with Jingxuan for a while now.

The storm raged wilder and wilder.

The doors and windows are blocked with things.

"Sleepy?" Tang Xiaoran asked Jingxuan.

Jingxuan nodded.

Tang Xiaoran made the bed and lay on the bed with Jingxuan. From beginning to end, she ignored Su Zhengxiao and felt there was no need to talk to him.

From the moment of divorce, she told herself that what he did from then on had nothing to do with himself.

Su Zhengxiao fell on the sofa without any sleep. He was hungry and kept shouting.

I haven't eaten a bite since noon. I'm really hungry now.

His eyes closed and he began to hypnotize.

Only when you sleep, you won't be hungry.

On the bed, Tang Xiaoran held Jingxuan and slept very comfortingly.

During this time, she has never had a good rest, and her spirit is always highly tense.

Tonight, I can finally relax.

The next morning.

At seven o'clock, Tang Xiaoran woke up.

After taking a look at Jingxuan, she got up, freshened up and went into the kitchen to make breakfast.

Although the typhoon came, fortunately, there was no power and water supply.

Su Zhengxiao on the sofa also woke up. He gently rubbed his temples, stroked his long legs and walked to the window.

The ponding is very deep, the storm has not stopped, the rain is particularly heavy, and the whole sky is black.

He dialed uncle Liu again.

Liu shuzhan trembled: "young master, I'm afraid you have to wait. Today's typhoon is bigger than yesterday and can't get out at all."

Su Zhengxiao's face was so agitated that he didn't even bother to speak. He smelled and interrupted directly.

At this time, Tang Xiaoran came out with two bowls of porridge.

She went to the bedside and patted Jingxuan on the back. Her voice was very gentle: "Jingxuan get up, wash your face and eat."

Jingxuan answered, got up from bed and went to the bathroom.

When he came out of the bathroom, the table was full.

Shredded potatoes, scrambled eggs with pepper, and steaming pancakes.

Jingxuan applauded excitedly: "pancakes!"

Tang Xiaoran pulled his lips and squeezed out a smile: "greedy cat."

As if thinking of something, Jingxuan glanced at Su Zhengxiao on the sofa: "Dad, aren't you hungry?"

Su Zheng owl glanced at his stomach, and his Adam's apple couldn't help sliding up and down.

He pulled his thin lips and was preparing to speak. Tang Xiaoran had opened his mouth first: "he doesn't eat, he's not hungry."