MTL - The Villain’s Mother

After the shower in the evening, Wang Zi came to the master bedroom with his little pillow. He didn’t need to say anything in the summer. He climbed into the bed three times and found a comfortable position on the bed. .

Xia Xia is taking painstakingly carrying out the tedious skin care steps. Wang Zi looked at her for a while and then asked: "Mom, why do you want to apply so many things to your face?"

I don't want to know that he usually showers, and his mother or aunt wants to give him a baby cream.

"There is no way, to maintain beauty." Before Xia Xia did not pass through, in the face of this value at best, it can only be regarded as a little beauty, she is dedicated to the skin care, not to mention the original beauty of this level, because She likes the beauty of the original master too much. As a dog, she naturally cannot bear to see such a face become awkward because of her laziness.

I put down the frost in the summer, I still couldn’t help but feel a word, "And, correcting you, I put all the money on my face."

Wang Zi curiously climbed to the end of the bed, his hands on the fat chin, looking at her and said: "Mom is very beautiful. Whose mother is not my mother is beautiful."

In fact, in the relationship with Wang Tsai, because Xia Xia can not completely replace themselves into the role of the mother, so they are now like mother and child, but also like friends.

"Dad thinks so too." Wang Zi added another sentence.

When I got up in the summer, I didn’t believe this sentence at all. In the past two months, she dressed herself many times and glamorously. She didn’t know how much to look back and talk on the road. She could go home, this Song man The reaction will make her doubt about the value of the original owner.

Wang Zi naturally does not need to say that he has no aesthetic concept at the moment. He thinks she is beautiful because she is his mother.

Song Tingshen, every time is an understatement to look at her, the reaction and expression do not know how calm, change to other people, Xia Xia may also like the overbearing president like to doubt whether this person wants to attract her attention, put Song Ting Shen, she knows, this person really did not notice how beautiful she is today, and even can say that he is immune to such a beautiful face.

"Don't shoot me." Xia Xia patted his ass. "How can you not sleep with your father today?"

Wang Tsai leaned back on the big pillow. "Dad wants to work overtime."

Song Tingshen’s work is indeed very busy, but he has now consciously come back from work every day to come back to eat with Wangzi. This is the limit he can do, but getting off work every day means that he has to work overtime at night, sometimes at night in summer. Get up and drink, and you will see the light through his study.

The chubby squatting work is very regular, and after falling asleep for a while with Xia Xia, he fell asleep.

In the past, Xia Xia was also affected by his sleepy insects, but today she broke the ring and drank a cup of Michelin-style milk tea with Michelin when she was outside. This time, she was more energetic than coffee, anyway, she is now I don't need to squeeze the subway bus to go to work early in the morning, so I started to brush Weibo.

When it was almost eleven o'clock, I didn't feel sleepy, and decided to go downstairs to make a cup of hot milk, which would help sleep.

I know that when I just walked out of the room, I met Song Tingshen.

In the hallway, there are a few soft lights on the wall. He wears ordinary home clothes, but he is still standing very well. He is stuck in his trouser pocket. He is very tall, not a kind of thin, and he is very handsome at first glance. Child, very man, when wearing a suit, the hormone burst, it is the shape and body that Xia Xia likes. At this moment, he wears gold-rimmed glasses, and it just makes the whole person's temperament.

Sven scum.

This word suddenly appeared in the mind of Xia Xia.

The color is full, but it seems to be exceptionally appropriate.

"How have you not slept yet?" Song Tingshen asked, his face was also difficult to cover exhaustion.

"I can't sleep, I want to drink a cup of milk." Xia Xia asked the ghost, "Do you want it?"

Song Ting nodded deeply. "Good. I am bothering you."

The two people went downstairs one after the other, and the first floor was already very quiet, and Auntie had already slept.

However, in a few minutes, two cups of sweet hot milk were soaked, and Xia Xiu handed a deep drink to Song Ting. Two people leaned against the table and stood opposite each other, each drinking the cup of milk in their hands.

Probably the hot water temperature of the milk is a bit high, and after a cup of milk is finished, the face of the summer is sweating.

She was wearing a knee-length nightdress, with long hair tied casually, no shoes on her feet, and lazily leaning to one side.

"I went back to sleep." Xia Xia thought and said, "You take Wang Tsai back to your room to sleep, I guess I am going to sleepless today, and I will definitely not get up tomorrow morning."

"it is good."

After Song Ting Shen washed the two milk cups, he followed the summer to the master bedroom.

Wang Tsai has already slept, but he is a fart. Song Ting carefully lifted Wang Tsai, and the big palm held his back and walked to his bedroom.

Once a child is asleep, it is a screaming thunder.

Wang Tsai had a slight snoring, his stomach was undulating, and his body was full of milk. Song Ting sat on the bed and looked at him for a while. He said that on a high probability, his daughter looks like a father, and his son looks like a mother. The same is true in their homes. Wang Zi is more like a summer in terms of facial features.

The man’s affection for the child stems from the moment he was born. At least Song Ting Shen is like this. When he was stunned and picked up the newly born Xiaowangzi, the originally vacant heart was slowly filled up.

In fact, when Wang Tsai was born, Song Ting had the idea of ​​living well with Xia Xia. After all, watching a woman suffer from the pain of giving birth in October, it is hard not to be moved. Song Tingshen, who lost his parents from an early age, is in the bones. Want a home than anyone else.

It’s just that Xia Xia obviously doesn’t think so much, or that she has already lived the life she wants. Other things are no longer important. She doesn’t want to be close to the children, she never takes the initiative to hold the children, and the intersection between them is the same. The ties are Wang Tsai, so that after a long time, the real well water will not make a river.

Even Song Tingshen did not know whether the change in Xiaxia was too late.

***

Although insomnia, but Xia has already developed a regular routine, even if she turned over and over to the early hours of the morning, she fell asleep, and the next morning she was still awake at seven o'clock.

After I have children, I don't want to sleep any more. I have this consciousness in the summer. After getting up and washing, I went downstairs. Song Ting and Wang Zi were already sitting at the table waiting for breakfast.

Song Ting was surprised to see her getting up so early. "Isn't that the last night I lost sleep?"

Xia Xia was wearing a dark circle, and his face was innocent and sat down opposite him. "But I woke up at seven, no, I am going to the beauty salon for maintenance today."

In the past, there was no condition. Now the original main light is a platinum diamond card in a beauty salon. I don’t know how many sheets, and I don’t have to waste it.

She didn't have to look in the mirror to know that her beauty value dropped by 00001%.

Wang Tsai went to a beauty salon with Xia Xia. He was very impressed with the orange juice and small biscuit cake provided by the young lady in the beauty salon. His eyes were bright and loud: "Mom, I will accompany you!" ”

He Xiu hesitated, several children in the kindergarten where Wangzi is located are already sick. The initial suspected virus infection. Last night, there were several parents and teachers in the parents group. In order to be safe, she also called the teacher. false.

"Take him to go with him." Song Ting looked at Xia Xia. "When you are busy, you can come to the company to find me. In the afternoon, we will have dinner together."

Xia Xia felt that Song Ting Shen was a bit strange today.

In the absence of Wang Tsai's request, she even took the initiative to say that she was eating out together, but she thought that they had agreed to play a loving couple in front of Wang Tsai.

"it is good."

After Song Ting went deep, Xia Xia returned to his master bedroom, looking for the number of beauty salon membership cards in the original owner. If there is a hotel near Song Ting Shen, it would be best. After all, she has an appointment with foreign teachers in the morning. After lunch, I have to go to the baking class after dinner. I can only go to the beauty salon after I finish the work in the afternoon.

The original owner has a lot of cards, which is dazzling.

When I was looking for a card in the summer, Wang Zi suddenly came to her with a red book. She curiously asked, "Mom, what is this?"

She looked back and saw the marriage certificate in the hands of Wang Tsai. The whole person was stunned and put down the bag in her hand. She took the marriage certificate from Wang Tsai. "Where did you find it?"

Wang Tsai pointed to a cabinet in the corner, "Here."

"This is a marriage certificate." Xia Xia opened this marriage certificate, the holder is Song Tingshen, the marriage certificate, the original owner and Song Tingshen are wearing white shirts, the background is red, obviously a very festive photo, but two people The smiles are all like extrusions, and they are very awkward.

When Xia was preparing to close the marriage certificate, he accidentally reached the birth date of Song Tingshen.

September 21st.

Isn't it today?

Today is Song Tingshen’s birthday?

So he will take the initiative to propose a meal in the afternoon.

Xia Xia tried to mobilize the memory of the original Lord. It is very strange that in the past few years, Song Tingshen seems to have never taken the initiative to spend the day with the original owner.

Wang Tsai pulled her, took a marriage certificate from her hand, looked at the photo above, and his face was wrinkled together. He asked, "Why is there no me? Mom, are you secretly taking photos? It is."

"There was no you at the time."

"Where am I?"

Xia Xia teased him, "Where do you think you are?"

Wang Tsai licked his mouth and held his hand with a chubby hand and looked up at her, revealing a small white tooth. "I am in my mother's heart."