Song Boyang stopped as soon as he felt good, and immediately made a zipper motion to shut up his mouth completely.
Upstairs, Zhou Ci had been taken to his bedroom by Song Yangzhi.
This bedroom is actually Song Bowan's former room, but the decoration and display are completely different from before.
The former black and white and gray style has been replaced by light blue, and his bookcases have been occupied by children's books and racing car models.
There is also a huge photo hanging on the opposite wall, which is a group photo of their father and son.
In the photo, Song Bowan's face was still expressionless, but Song Yangzhi in his arms looked only about one year old.
The little guy was still bald at that time, looking at the camera and smiling brightly.
Zhou Ci stared at the photo for a long time, then took out his phone and secretly took a photo.
Song Yangzhi didn't notice this scene. He was enthusiastically introducing his racing model and his favorite storybook to Zhou Ci.
Zhou Ci put away her phone and followed Song Yangzhi patiently to listen to Song Yangzhi's introduction.
Every corner of this bedroom is now filled with Song Yangzhi's things. It can be said that he has occupied it. All the materials and books that Song Bowan had in the past must have been moved to other places.
From this alone, we can see how much he loves Song Yangzhi.
Song Bowan has always disliked others invading his space. In the past, she would secretly put her things in his room, which would arouse his dissatisfaction.
But Song Bo was completely unprincipled in his treatment of Song Yangzhi, and even the sheets were changed into cartoon styles that Song Yangzhi liked.
Zhou Ci stared at the sheets and couldn't imagine Song Bo sleeping on this bed.
Zhou Ci asked Song Yangzhi: "Does your father sleep with you every night?"
"Yes." Song Yangzhi said, "I like to sleep with my father in my arms!"
In just one sentence, Zhou Ci could feel Song Yangzhi's love for Song Bowan.
Although Song Bowang didn't have many nice words to say, Song Yangzhi didn't seem to fall in love with him because of this, but rather liked to pester him and act coquettishly.
Speaking of sleeping, Song Yangzhi suddenly thought of something. He took Zhou Ci's hand and said, "Auntie, you can sleep with me tonight too! Just like at your home!"
Zhou Ci: "..."
When she was there, she and Song Bo were on the left and right, with Song Yangzhi in the middle.
On her side, there would be no problem with this, but this is the Song family.
Song Yangzhi looked at Zhou Ci expectantly, but without waiting for her answer, he activated his coquettish skills again, hugging her thigh as if glued to it, "Sleep together, sleep together."
"Who do you want to sleep with?" As soon as Song Yangzhi finished speaking, he heard Song Bowan's gloomy voice coming from the door.
Zhou Ci and Song Yangzhi both raised their heads and looked over. Song Yangzhi didn't notice anything, but Zhou Ci was a little embarrassed.
I don’t know when Song Bowan came and how much he heard.
Zhou Ci didn't have time to think about anything. Song Yangzhi had already answered the question, "I want to sleep with Aunt Zhou. Dad, can she stay at our house?"
Song Bo didn't answer and turned his attention to Zhou Ci.
Although he didn't speak, Zhou Ci could read the message in his eyes. He seemed to be asking her if she taught Song Yangzhi to say this.
Zhou Ci said awkwardly, "Yangzhi, I have to go back tonight. How about this? I will pick you up from the kindergarten tomorrow, and you will sleep with me tomorrow night and on the weekend, okay?"
"Why can't you stay and sleep here?" Song Yangzhi said, "I'll stay at your house, and you can stay at mine."
Zhou Ci: "..."
Song Bo got impatient and said directly, "Why do you get so many? If others don't want to accompany you, don't hurry up and send them away."
Song Yangzhi pursed his lips in grievance and asked Zhou Ci directly, "Don't you want to accompany me?"
Zhou Ci felt that a big blame had been put on her. Song Bowang's understanding never let her down.
How could Zhou Ci have the heart to hurt Song Yangzhi? She knelt down and explained to him gently.
Shi: "I really want to accompany you, but it's not convenient tonight. I'll pick you up from school tomorrow and let's go see my sister-in-law together, okay?"
Zhou Ci coaxed him for a while and finally coaxed Song Yangzhi down.
Song Bowan stood aside and witnessed all this. Song Yangzhi, a bastard, usually would refute anything he said, but when facing Zhou Ci, he became an obedient baby, no matter what Zhou Ci said.
, he always nodded.
Even if you don't want to, you have to nod forcefully to show that you are well-behaved and sensible.
Seeing Song Yangzhi's sensible look, Zhou Ci's heart almost melted. She held Song Yangzhi's face, leaned in for a kiss, "Then we'll see you tomorrow, I'll pick you up with your favorite chocolate chip cookies.
"
Song Yangzhi: "I also want puffs."
Zhou Ci: "Okay, whatever Yang Zhi says is whatever it is."
"Song Yangzhi." Song Bo couldn't bear to see the two of them kissing each other anymore, and reminded him in a cold voice, "Go take a shower, you should go to bed."
Song Yangzhi leaned into Zhou Ci's arms with a sigh of relief, "Look how fierce he is."
Zhou Ci couldn't help but said: "Don't have this attitude towards Yangzhi."
Song Bo snorted, as if he was a loving mother and a filial son. He showed no mercy to Zhou Ci, "It's time for you to go back."
Zhou Ci and Song Yangzhi reluctantly said goodbye. After the nanny arrived, they followed Song Bo downstairs.
At this time, Song Yuzhong and Song Boyang were still downstairs.
After Zhou Ci came down, he took the initiative and said, "Uncle Song, Boyang, I'm going back first."
Song Yuzhong nodded slightly, "Let Bo Wang see you off, and be careful on the road."
Song Boyang didn't say anything. He still blamed Zhou Ci for not being able to let go so quickly.
After saying goodbye, Zhou Ci and Song Bowang walked out one after another and came to the door. Zhou Ci said, "You go and sleep with Yangzhi. There is no need to see me off. I can just take a taxi back."
Song Bowan opened the passenger door directly, pushed her in, and closed the door without saying a word.
Zhou Ci: "..."
The old residence of the Song family was more than 20 kilometers away from the villa where Zhou Ci lived. The journey took a long time. Song Bowan was gloomy and silent, so Zhou Ci took out his mobile phone to look at the photos he had secretly taken just now.
In the photo, Song Bowan's expression is almost the same as now.
"What are you looking at?" Zhou Ci was staring at the photo and suddenly heard Song Bowan's voice.
She was a little panicked and immediately put her phone away, "I didn't read anything."
Song Bowang: "You'd better be."
Zhou Ci asked him tentatively, "When you are free, can you take a family photo?"
Song Bo turned the steering wheel with an indifferent look on his face, "What family photo?"
Zhou Ci knew that he was asking questions knowingly, so he patiently explained: "Yangzhi, you still have me."
Song Bo yelled, "Who is the same family as you?"
Zhou Ci lowered his head. Although he was not surprised by the answer, there was still a look of disappointment on his face.
——
Tang Qingning and Chang Qing stayed in the hospital all night. The next morning, they couldn't bear it any longer.
After many urgings from Chang, the two finally went back to the hotel to rest.: