Chapter 442

"Remember what you said, don't go back on it!" He will make good arrangements for this trip.

“……” Looking at his face that kind of evil smile, song Xiaoya Leng for a while, don't know why, in the heart always have a kind of not very good premonition.

Little guy is now completely asleep, long eyelashes cover the eyes, sleep very fragrant.

Song Xiaoya is very busy these days. It has been a long time since such a family of three lay here to take a nap. She suddenly felt that it was very comfortable for her family to lie together.

"Jiang Beichen, do you think your son is more like you as he grows up?" Song Xiaoya stares at the little guy for a moment, then suddenly turns to Jiang Beichen.

Baby's skin is very white and tender, like her. But the eyes are pure black, very bright, this is like Jiang Beichen.

The more song Xiaoya looks at it, the more she feels that her son and Jiang Beichen look like each other in their childhood photos.

At this time, she suddenly remembered a thing. When she was just pregnant, she had a dream. In the dream, there was a very beautiful little boy who came to her and held her hand and called "Mom".

Although time has passed for a long time, she can't remember the child's specific appearance now, but the bright eyes in her dream make her remember clearly all the time.

Now think about it, the reason why she had that dream at the beginning may be because she and the baby in her stomach are interlinked.

"I'm not so cowardly!" Ginger North Chen cold hum a, very disdain. The longer he grows, the more like a girl, but he is not a girl!

Song Xiaoya is so upset that this man says his son is a coward!

"What's wrong? When I was a child, I looked like a girl. When my baby grows up, it must be a handsome guy. It's not the same type as you. "

The boy who looks beautiful is easy to find a girlfriend in the future.

Susu told her a few days ago that the baby is definitely a beautiful man when she grows up. This beauty can harm a group of beautiful girls.

There are many kinds of handsome men. They don't have to be masculine men like Jiang Beichen.

After hearing this, Jiang Beichen suddenly asked, "so, do you like smelly boy or me?"

Jiang Beichen asked song Xiaoya this question, but she was embarrassed. His question is equivalent to letting him choose between his son and his husband?

Seeing his cold and handsome face with a look of several twists and turns, song Xiaoya knows that he is really jealous, and he is still jealous of his own son.

She swallowed saliva, the expression on her face was a little embarrassed, why do you have to make this choice, both of them are the most important people in her life.

"That I don't think this kind of question is meaningful. You two are very important to me... " Song Xiaoya said with some hesitation.

Smell speech, Jiang Beichen but brow tight wrinkly, he a face serious looking at her, "even if have no meaning, you also have to tell me the answer!"

This woman in this kind of time, shouldn't say like him directly? It's really irritating to have to hesitate!

Song Xiaoya some helpless, this man actually so seriously began to work harder.

Looking at Jiang Beichen's unhappy face, song Xiaoya suddenly raises the idea of mischief. When she is pregnant, she dares not do anything to Jiang Beichen, and occasionally makes fun of him.

However, since the child was born, she did not dare to be so presumptuous. Now, she suddenly wanted to tease him to see his reaction.

Song Xiaoya thought about it, and then said solemnly, "people can't always hang in a tree, so if you can choose again, you can try it with a different taste..."

In the past, Jiang Beichen teased him and played with him. Now she really wants to feel what it's like to play with Jiang Beichen!

As expected, after hearing song Xiaoya's words, Jiang Beichen's face was more angry.

Song Xiaoya's heart trembles unconsciously. Suddenly, she feels that the joke has gone too far. She immediately regrets it, but she can't take back what she said.

So she planned to explain to Jiang Beichen before he got angry, "Jiang Beichen, what I said just now, I was joking, ha ha..."

Jiang Beichen sneered, "it's late!"

After that, Jiang Beichen stood up, bent down, picked her up, left the bed and strode toward the outside of the bedroom.

"Jiang Beichen, where are you taking me? What do you want?" Song Xiaoya was shocked, but worried that she would wake her son, so she didn't dare to be too loud.

Jiang Beichen low Mou swept her one eye, then coldly say, "carry out family law!"

Big long leg did not walk a few steps to the door, and then holding song Xiaoya strode in.

On hearing this, song Xiaoya was surprised, and then quickly apologized, "husband, I'm sorry I'll never dare againJiang Beichen ignores, kicks the door of the guest room, and then closes it again.

The next second, song Xiaoya has been thrown to the big bed in the guest room. Without time to react, Jiang Beichen's body has been pressed down.

"Jiang Beichen, I didn't mean to Well... " Her mouth was blocked before she finished speaking.

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Jiang Beichen, who has been suffocated for half a month, seems to be taking revenge on her. He is full of energy. Until late at night, song Xiaoya, who is exhausted, is carried back to her bedroom by Jiang Beichen.

The next morning, song Xiaoya unexpectedly overslept. When she woke up, the sun had already risen.

She was the only one left in the bedroom. Jiang Beichen and Baobao got up early and went out.

Song Xiaoya's first thing is to pick up the alarm clock at the head of the bed and take a look at the time. She is already late.

She scratched her hair in some chagrin, then quickly got up and rushed into the bathroom to wash. After washing and changing clothes, song Xiaoya goes downstairs in a hurry.

Unexpectedly, the driver and car Jiang Beichen arranged for her didn't stop outside to wait for her today. Only Jiang Beichen's car and driver were left at the door.

It's late now, and drivers are never late. What's the situation?

"Ma'am, sir is waiting for you in the dining room." The servant came and said politely.

"I'm late. I have to go to the company. I won't eat today." Song Xiaoya takes a look at the time on the mobile phone, and her face is a little anxious.

"My wife's driver has a holiday today. The young master wants you to take his car." The servant, as if he had come prepared, replied directly.