Chapter 1110

Name:Hello Mr. King Author:Bright Phoenix
"No, no, let's do it again. This time I will not laugh. I want to take a picture." It's so cute.

The cloud who had laughed enough thought and urged song Mian.

Song Mian shook his head: "he already has a feeling. He won't have such a rich expression today."

Children's adaptability is very strong, especially children of five to eight. They are very sensitive to any feeling and have the strongest thirst for knowledge. Only in this period can they give him some feelings he has never experienced before, and his expression will be very rich.

Song Mian did try again, and the reaction of June 6 was very flat.

"Tomorrow?" Cloud thought and looked forward to it.

"Is your son's memory so short?" Song Mian picked up Liu Liu, who was a little tired, and asked him to lie on his shoulder. "My last time was half a month ago. I probably estimated his memory ability. I don't think it's likely to happen next time."

If it weren't for his wife not to miss the moment of the child's first reaction, song Mian had begun to exercise six or six others.

Cloud thought it was a little pity that he didn't capture it.

Sure enough, some things are really missed, and there will be no more.

When Xiao Liu was held back to his room by song Mian, he might be tired and a little sleepy.

Song Mian fed him some water and milk, changed him a clean diaper and put him on the crib.

He didn't cry at all. He lay down and turned over at most. Song Mian made an individual sound and pulled Yun out of the room. There was no door in the room. Behind the partition was song Mian's office.

Every morning when he gets up, song Mian will accompany his son to this time point to deal with official business.

Song Mian took Yun to think about standing behind the partition and let her listen.

After about a minute or two, there was a sound of six or six. He seemed to be talking to himself, but he spoke his own baby language. Yun Xiang and song Mian couldn't understand it at all.

But he said it very happily. Sometimes he said he was happy and would laugh happily.

After saying this for about three or four minutes, the voice disappeared. Song Mian took another minute and walked in with Yun's hand. Xiao Liu was already asleep. Song Mian covered him with a small quilt.

Out of the room, song Mian said, "he will sleep for about an hour."

Cloud thought about it. Suddenly, her heart was a little astringent. Her eyes suddenly turned sour and hugged song Mian: "ah Mian, thank you."

If he hadn't taken care of the child very carefully, he couldn't have been so regular, even knew his every move like the back of his hand, and suddenly felt that he was a derelict mother.

"If I can't do this, I won't kill your dream and marry you so early." Song Mian looked down at his guilty wife, "I married you because I like you. I think I can give you a happier life than before marriage, not possessive, nor do I have plans for you other than you and your heart."

"I..." Yun thought, slightly raised his head, looked up at his deep purple black eyes, opened his mouth, but he didn't know what to say.

"A person's happiness is just his own happiness. The happiness of a family depends on our happiness." Song Mian held Yun's waist with a strong arm. "It doesn't matter who pays more and who pays less. The important thing is that we are all happy."

If you want to put too much energy on your family, you are doomed to give up your career.

Maybe she won't regret in a short time. Maybe the sensible of June 6 will make her feel worthwhile in the future, but there will be an irreparable gap in her heart, which song Mian doesn't want to see.

Now it's good. Yunxiang didn't give up his career, but he didn't ignore his family for his career.

At least their father and son feel that they spend every day with their wife and mother.

"Don't think too much. Now he's younger and I'll take care of him." Song Mian rubbed his wife's forehead. "My father also said that while he still has some prestige in recent years, he will run for a few more years. When I'm a little older, I'll be busy and return you to accompany him."

Unless both of them give up their careers, it is impossible for husband and wife to accompany their children every day at the same time.

Although they all have this condition, song Mian and Yun don't think so.

The environment in which the child grew up has a great impact on him. Since he has memory, his parents have been with him every day, doing nothing and being rich in materials. He will soon grow into a person who doesn't want to make progress and thinks that everything is easy to get.

In this way, his world will gradually lack the word treasure.

Now it's sixty-six and still young. Song Mian will keep it so carefully. When he is two years old, song Mian will change a way of upbringing.

"Husband, it's very kind of you."

Yun thought about praising song Mian countless times, but her tone was serious for the first time, without any perfunctory or coquettish attitude.

Song Mian leaned down and gently bit Yun. He thought about his soft lips and said, "wife, you'd better."

Song Yao, who was about to come in and report, stood at the door. He hated his ears for the first time. What did he do?

Now he can't advance or retreat, and he wants to rub his arms. He definitely has goose bumps all over his body.

He really admires their young grandmother, who can instantly change his young master beyond recognition and become a completely unimaginable person!

"Come in." Song Mian has heard song Yao's footsteps. Otherwise, how could he stop biting gently?

Song Yao came in, mainly about song Mian. Yun thought about supporting his chin and listening with interest.

When they finished talking, they asked, "Song Yao, do you want a honeymoon?"

Song Yao's wedding date is in October of the lunar calendar, less than a week from now.

Inexplicably, there was an ominous premonition. Song Yao's eyes showed a look of begging for mercy: "madam, if you have anything, just tell me. I will go through fire and water."

"It's very simple. Remember to pick it next time. You don't want me to call you and assign tasks when you are close to Yuanyuan." The cloud thinks that it is called a gentle and pure kindness to smile. He may be elated by this sweet smile.

Song Yao heard full of malice. He was full of grievances. He could only say, "yes, this will not be an example."

It's really hard for him. If anyone asks for trouble when the young master and the young lady are together in the future, he will definitely go back. He pretends not to know when the sky falls!

The young master and the young lady are bored for nine out of ten minutes. It's not a good time to come any time!

Bullying song Yao, Yun thought it would be good to be in an inexplicable mood, but her good mood lasted only a short time and was extinguished by the news headline: the gold medal agent forced the angry artist to jump from a building to commit suicide!

He Wei and Xu Jing.