Chapter 1191

In this way, the cloud thought about talking to death. The night sent a goodbye expression and went offline.

Cloud thought and couldn't help laughing. He quickly forwarded the file package of the night to Yang Qi, tracked the website and locked the suspect. They had many people and fast speed.

After so many days, there must have been more than one or two visits. It's not easy to check one by one.

She looked at the time and sent a video to song Mian who got up.

"My wife is very enthusiastic today." Song Mian showed a flattered expression.

"Didn't I pinch some to send you a video before?" Cloud wants to examine him.

They used to separate the two places. She didn't pinch them very often. It seemed that she was ruthless and didn't care about him.

"There was before I got married. This is the first time after I got married." Song Mian opened his mouth quietly and complained about her husband on his face.

Those purple black eyes stared at the cloud quietly, as if accusing her: Oh, you women, don't cherish when you get it.

Cloud think:

Although what he said is true, Yun can't be short of breath: "after we get married, we haven't separated much, okay!"

After marriage, she had a baby in the first year, and song Mian didn't go abroad; The next year she gave birth, six or six years old, and song Mian did not go abroad.

Song Chi has been busy for the past two years. That is, in the first half of this year, she and Liu Liu also accompanied song Mian. It was less than a month. There was only one video every day, and it was only ten or twenty times. It was childish enough.

"Because you don't care, you feel dispensable; because you care, you care about everything." Song Mian opened his mouth with meaning.

Cloud thought about it and was afraid of him: "OK, OK, I'm wrong. I'll pinch it next time."

"Good perfunctory attitude." Song Mian is not satisfied.

Cloud think:

"How do I think we have changed our gender?"

"People who care about feelings will be more sensitive if they are asexual." Song Mian is eloquent.

"Oh, did you turn the corner and say I don't care if you are Ba?" The cloud thinks that the skin laughs and the meat doesn't laugh.

"It's not that you don't care about me. I conclude that there are too many things that occupy your time, so you can't find time to miss me."

Song Mian said this. Yun thought it was reasonable, but there were not too many things. She couldn't help thinking about Yunlin and ye Zitong as soon as she stopped. Then she had a son to accompany and had her own skills to learn

"What exactly do you want to express?" Yun thought he didn't want to pick words with Mr. Song.

"I just hope you can think less about bad things and think more about me, so that you will feel happier." Song Mian stared at the cloud with a smile.

Cloud thought and showed a disdainful look: "who told you, I think you will be happy?"

Song Mian pretended to Meditate: "have you ever been unhappy with me?"

The cloud thought and choked.

Song Mian is right. Every day with him is happy.

There has never been any contradiction or quarrel between them.

No matter what time, he will unconditionally tolerate her, stand in her position and put himself in her shoes.

Looking at Mr. Song's proud smiling face, Yun thought about not admitting defeat: "don't you know? Lovesickness has broken people's intestines since ancient times."

Mr. Song's smile gradually solidified.

Yun thought about being happy and finally said to win him once: "I love you so much. As soon as I miss you, I am disappointed and depressed in my heart, so I should think less of you."

Mr. Song looked at his wife's proud expression: "just be happy."

Cloud thought about not teasing him, and smiled slightly: "thank you, a crown."

"Thank me for what?" Song Mian and Yun thought and laughed for a while, but they didn't react for a moment.

"The night."

"Oh." Song Mian suddenly said, "this is what I should do. Someone desecrates my wife. I don't find out who they are and give color to them. What kind of man am I?"

His tone of voice was no different from his usual speech, but Yun thought about it and knew that the person who synthesized the photo was finished

Song Mian must have thought of thousands of ways to make his life worse than death.

Recalling the scene where song Mian asked Song e to treat Zongsheng, she couldn't help but light a wax for this man.

It is said that Zong Sheng left a serious psychological shadow after he came back. He talked all day and no longer dominated Zong Qirui's agent position. What's more, he can't hear people mention cloud, otherwise he will tremble reflexively.

After Yun thought about it, she was speechless for a while. It was clear that she had done nothing. Zongsheng, who did not know the existence of song Mian, was the devil branded in her heart.

"By the way, let me persuade you to be kind." Cloud wants to convey other people's requirements.

After all, people helped. With such a large amount of information, it is estimated that it will be so fast day and night.

"No wonder he sent you things on his own." Song Mian nodded clearly.

Song Mian didn't order the night to send it to Yun. Think about it, this guy is very clever.

"He didn't mean to." Cloud wants to help people intercede.

"You don't have to worry. Just because he knows how to take the madam route, I'll take care of him." Song Mian's rising lips reveal his pleasure.

Doubts slowly appeared on Yun's face.

"It proves that he knows that I have deep feelings for you." Song Mian said.

Cloud think:

It's worth being so happy that you don't care about others' obedience?

The face is speechless, but the heart is a little secretly happy. What's going on?

"Don't be numb..."

"Mom, Dad!"

Yunxiang was trying to change the topic. His son came in time. Seeing song Mian in the video, he held Yunxiang's leg and climbed up. Yunxiang didn't reach out. The child slipped very smoothly now. After a while, he used both hands and feet and climbed into Yunxiang's arms.

Slowly move your body, back to the cloud, sit on her lap, show a sweet smile and shout at the iPad: "Dad, think!"

"Think, behind you." Song Mian teased him with a bad heart.

Six six turned to look at the cloud and thought. They didn't understand it, because they never shouted the name of cloud in front of six six, and didn't specifically call the names of six six, parents, grandparents.

"It's mom." Six six correct song Mian.

"Think about it." Song Mian continues to tease his son.

Six six turned back to determine one side, a little angry: "it's mom!"

"Well, it's your mother, it's your father's. think about it." Song Mian nodded with a smile.

After digesting this sentence, he came to a conclusion: "Dad, miss Mom!"

"Pooh." The cloud is happy.

Liu Liu said to think, which means that he misses his father. Song Mian said to think is his name.

At the moment, the conclusion of 66 is that dad is thinking about mom.

Then the little mouth shriveled: "Dad, think about six or six."

Wet eyes are full of complaints. I know I miss my mother and don't want to be 66. My father is good or bad.