WIFE CAN'T ESCAPE MTL

Chapter 12

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Chapter Twelve

Although the original Song Luan was only a girl at home, her life was still very exquisite. It was no different from the ordinary Miss Didi. She was only interested in rouge gouache and silk satin. Wudekong has colors and can be said to be a straw bag beauty.

Song Luan trembles, no one can keep calm with Zhao Nanyu's eyes. For a moment, she thought that Zhao Nanyu saw through, the fingers in her sleeves shook uncontrollably, and she was stared at his scalp hair with his dark eyes. hemp.

Zhao Nanyu looked at her small white face, her limbs were trembling and miserable, and the coldness of her body had converged, and interest was in her heart. Observed during these days, Song Luan seemed to be very afraid of him, and he was not pretending to be. That fear, but the fear from the bottom of my heart.

He couldn't help but think, what did she discover?

Obviously she has always been the domineering and domineering one.

This is really interesting.

Song Luan felt that she might be fainting, her chest tightness was short of breath, but she couldn't breathe. This must be frightened by Zhao Nanyu. She barely stabilized her mind. Five fingers squeezed the food container tightly, and spread coldly from the soles of her feet to the back of her head.

Song Luan swallowed her throat, struck her spirits and looked at him, raised her chin slightly, her lips moved, her attitude was not good and she could not say bad, she tried to speak in an unreasonable tone before the original owner, "Yes For the children, you ask so much to do."

Zhao Nanyu was stunned for a moment, her eyes deepened, but she didn't feel disgusted because she suddenly changed her attitude. She was like a paper tiger in front of him, he could poke her with a finger. The little tiger who was just paper-thin still thought that he was very powerful and pretended to be cute.

"Ok."

Seeing that he didn't continue to question, Song Luan could be relieved, and her chest was not stuffy or short, she walked to know the brother, put the food box on the low table, and put the sweet-scented osmanthus cake in it. Came out.

The crystal clear osmanthus cake smells sweet and sweet, and it looks vivid. I have never seen this shape of pastry. The children are still attracted by the osmanthus cake. The two dark eyes are staring at the plate seriously. Look.

Song Luan smiled and pushed before him, "Try to see if it tastes good."

There is a small toy in the hand of Zhige, and a pair of big eyes looks at her innocently. Song Luan simply clamped a piece for him, fed it to his mouth, and whispered warmly, "Come."

The child opened his mouth obediently, took a bite, and then swallowed. He whispered: "Sweet."

Sweet but not greasy, he likes it.

Song Luan was greatly satisfied, reached out and pinched his cheek, and asked again: "Do you like it?"

Shige's eyes were reluctant to move away from her. The sweet-scented osmanthus cake was sweet, and the smell on his mother's body was sweet. He nodded vigorously, "like it."

Song Luan touched his head again, "Just like it."

Zhi Geer buried his face, lowered his eyes, and was still embarrassed to be close to her.

Song Luan was still a little lost in her heart. She had seen several times when she knew her brother and hugged the intimacy of others. Sometimes it was Zhao Nanyu, sometimes his little uncle, his arms around their necks tightly, but so For many days, the child had not taken the initiative to hug her and took her hand.