Chapter 1057

After a three minute education, Yang Song felt a little tired and wanted to take a bath and have a good sleep.

Unfortunately, the room upstairs has only a shower and no bath.

I suddenly remembered that he had bought a villa today. He could take Meng Shihan and Shen Huaizhao to live in the villa.

"I'll find my girlfriend and you two single dogs will reflect."

When Yang Song left, the two of them continued to eat.

Meng Shijia said, "brother Ming, my stomach is a little full. I can't seem to eat anymore."

Chen Ming circled with a bowl: "you can't just eat. You have to increase your exercise. You can eat more only if you consume more."

"Why didn't I think of it?"

"You eat too much, simple walking is useless, and you can't have strenuous exercise. Learn from me, stand on tiptoe, walk slowly in the first lap, and then accelerate. It's best to cooperate with upper limb exercise. Primary school students' aerobics is a good thing." Chen Ming is quite experienced in this regard.

"Brother Ming, do you also do radio Gymnastics in your noble school?"

"This is what brother song taught me."

Chen Ming was addicted to the delicious food made by Yang Song. There was no digestion problem.

Who let this food eat too much?

Speaking of this, Chen Ming is the only person in Baifeng Pavilion who is limited by Yang Song.

As a result, as long as there is no food, the goods are lonely in heart and mouth.

Yang Song picked him up for morning exercise. Chen Ming could tie himself to a street lamp, but he didn't run more than 100 meters.

Since then, Yang Song has admitted defeat. He has taught several sets of radio gymnastics.

"Only with good health and a long life can we live and eat."

This sentence has definitely played a key role.

Chen Ming now does three sets of radio gymnastics every day, at least 20 times.

Sometimes I go out to dance square dance with my aunts in the evening.

"Eat well and drink well. Hello, everyone."

Yang Song, who had not gone far, heard clearly: "I hate that I have such outstanding hearing."

The partner's dream is so simple, what else can he do?

Yang Song decisively went to find Meng Shihan and met Shen Huaizhao first: "Xiao Zhao, you pack up. We're going to move. We'll live in the past today and bring some simple luggage. We'll find someone to help move tomorrow."

The villa can be checked in with a bag.

Meng Shihan is also very tired. He is lying in the massage chair upstairs to relax.

When I heard Yang Song's footsteps, I immediately sat up, regardless of the massage chair.

Yang Song entered the door and saw her fighting wits and courage with the massage chair.

Just walk over and press the switch.

"The massage chair is old. Let's have a massage in another place. Go pack your things and let's live in another place."

Meng Shihan blinked: "are you moving back to my house?"

My girlfriend can't guess what I did!

Yang Song's heart filled with inexplicable joy: "no, I bought a small house, very warm."

Meng Shihan didn't understand: "what can I live in a small house?"

But her boyfriend bought it, even if it was a small house, she had to give face.

"Then I'll clean it up."

Yang Song added: "don't take too many things. Let's just stay tonight and talk about moving tomorrow."

Meng Shihan doesn't want to live in a small house. The house price in Los Angeles is not high or low in terms of the whole country.

Often a good building is almost booked as soon as it comes out.

The rest is either the first floor or the second floor, or the side households on the top floor facing the road. The floor is poor and the house type is poor.

Even the fine decoration publicized by the developer is very bad for Meng Shihan.

"It's estimated that there is no furniture, and I don't know what's good about a small house."

Yang Song is the quickest to pack things. Just take the changed clothes.

Meng Shihan lingered for a long time before he went out with a small leather bag.

"Honey, we really have to move there tonight? The paint smell of the new house is serious, and the formaldehyde of the furniture is estimated to have not been cleaned."

"Don't worry, I didn't buy furniture at all."

"What?"

Yang Song pushes Meng Shihan out. It feels soft and elastic. It's really suitable to hold it in his arms.

"What shall we sleep for? Although it's still a little hot, we can't sleep on the ground. We'll catch a cold."

"Don't worry!"

Shen Huaizhao carries the largest bag. The pink knitted bag makes her petite and exquisite.

"I brought a book." Perhaps he noticed the eyes of Yang Song and Meng Shihan, and Shen Huaizhao carefully explained.

"Very good. That place is very suitable for learning." Yang Song shouted to the sky, "Chen Ming, come out and drive!"

"Here we are." Chen Ming ran from a distance with his feet on his back.

Yang Song felt toothache and couldn't help recording a small video, which was later passed to Chen Ming's father.

It was not easy to get off work early. Sitting on the sofa and soaking his feet comfortably, Chen Dahai heard the news bell, waved, and immediately a servant helped him hand over his mobile phone.

But Zhao Yufen cut off her beard on the way.

"When is it? Is there someone else sending you messages? Or QQ messages!"

"Which Little Fox Spirit sent it?"

Chen Dahai also wondered, "who will send me QQ messages?"

When Zhao Yufen opened it, she saw a video of her own son being stupid.

The richest lady who benefited from the maintenance also felt sour in an instant.

She gave birth to this fool.

"What did you send?" Chen Dahai was puzzled. He craned his neck and looked: Well, silly lack of son.

"Lying in the trough, what is he doing?"

Chen Dahai gnashed his teeth.

Yang Song's explanation also came: you should look at the childe and ask him to eat less. Running on his feet can't digest much energy.

I see everything.

Bang Dang!

Chen Dahai kicked over the foot basin and covered his feet with pain: "this fool is my son!"

Li Yufen: Hey, give me a reaction.

"Still riding a horse is an only son!"

What on earth did he do in his last life?

"Call this bastard back, lock him up, invite more bodyguards to watch him and go on a diet!"

Li Yufen glanced at him obliquely: "if you really pick him up, he dares to call the police."

"It's natural for Laozi to educate his son. I'm afraid he'll call the police?"

"What about his hunger strike?"

Chen Dahai choked.

Chen Ming can really do it.

The sons of other rich families absolutely dare not disobey their father. Chen minggan, the only son of the Chen family.

"What now?" Chen Dahai can't help it. All the ups and downs in the mall in his life, but he can't do anything about his only son.

"What else can we do? We two retire and accompany our son every day. Maybe he'll be fine."

Speaking of Chen Ming's problem of eating haisai, in fact, he blames them as parents.

The Chen family made a fortune early, but it's a pity that they have no foundation.

Chen Ming was sent to the city early to attend noble primary school. Food, clothing, housing and transportation are the best.

The couple spent the whole day running all over the country. They spent much longer in the sky than they spent with Chen Ming.

The nannies and bodyguards recruited by the Chen family don't care at all. Chen Ming lives in a big villa and often has a full meal.

Over time, he developed the problem of overeating.

When Mr. and Mrs. Chen Dahai found out that it was half a year later that they saw their fat son.

Frightened, the couple sent Chen Ming to the hospital and spent a year in treatment. Chen Ming stopped overeating and became thinner.

But since then, Chen Ming has become particularly picky about food.

Eat two more mouthfuls of delicious food. There are too many appetizing food at a glance.