The Villain’s Mother

Xia Xia came out of the baking class and drove directly to the beauty salon near Song to make a face.

Some high-end beauty salons, the original owner basically has a membership card, which is also filled with a lot of money, Xia Xia came to the beauty salon, chose a whole body plus facial care, was comfortably massaged, she suddenly understood The original mind of the Lord.

From the extravagance to the martyrdom, for the ordinary people who struggled with her in the subsistence line, there are two houses with more than one million deposits. It’s really a dream to wake up, but I’m so used to the life of the rich wife. People, it is simply falling from heaven to hell, she will not want to rely on the two houses to rent a living, because it is impossible to maintain her original quality of life, but she will not, the university still When she didn't graduate, she married Song Tingshen. She lived a life without worry. She didn't have a skill at all. In the original heart, she knew her strengths very well, so she could only take the old road and find a cash machine.

Of course, this also gave her a wake-up call.

No matter how the future things will develop, no one knows, even if it is not a summer, I will not be sure that I will not be the next owner.

Everyone seems to be very confident about their three views. But in this world, nothing is constant except that life and death are certain.

When I came out from the beauty salon, it was almost six o'clock. I quickly drove to Song's parking lot. She didn't plan to go upstairs to find Song Tingshen. She dialed his phone number directly. He quickly picked it up. It’s up, "Are you here? I will probably be busy in ten minutes."

Xia Enen said, "I am waiting for you in the parking lot."

"it is good."

After hanging up the phone, Xia Xia took a small mirror to take care of her face. I don't know if it is a psychological effect. I always feel that I have done a maintenance from the beauty salon, and the skin is so tender that I can almost get out of the water.

She is a Yan dog herself. Faced with such a face, she will not be tired after looking at the mirror for a long time. Until Song Ting deep opens the door of the passenger seat, I was scared by the summer. "When are you coming?" I am scared to death."

Song Tingshen was wearing a seat belt with a calm face. He actually stood by the door for a while, but she didn't seem to find him. He couldn't help but drive the door directly.

Is it better for women to look in the mirror, or is she just like it?

"I see you for a long time." He replied.

阮 Xia Meizi said: "I just came out of the beauty salon and felt that the skin is much better..." It is probably that the relationship is more familiar than before, and she has no scruples so much. If you have time, you can try it. Really, I feel that the whole person is comfortable."

Song Tingshen: "..."

Fortunately, I did not continue this topic in the summer, and started the car slowly out of the parking lot.

Now is the peak period of work, from Song to the family, the time of traffic jam is about 40 minutes, Song Ting Shen is now much stronger than before, at least he will take the initiative to find a topic to chat with Xia, like this Child, "I see that you rarely go out to play with friends now. Is it a contradiction with them?"

Xia Xia replied in a joking tone: "I am planning to be a new person."

She wants to go out to play, but the plastic friends of the original owner are just strangers to her, and she has never touched those occasions. Even if she changes her identity now, she still wants to choose a safer life for her. the way.

"Re-doing people?" Song Ting deep tasted these four words, and laughed dumbly.

But then again, he really likes Xia Xia now.

After all, for the family, for the child, her change is a good thing.

As for what she changed because of what, he is not as curious as it used to be. In any case, everything is moving in the right direction, which is enough.

Although it is already after work, but the sun has not yet gone down, the sun is still a bit dazzling, Song Ting deep open the sun visor, just to see the photo clipped on it, it was taken when Xia Xia and Wang Zi together to eat the cone, she Later, I bought a small machine that printed a photo of the mobile phone from a certain treasure. I just printed the photo and put it on the car. I always felt so special.

The size of the photo is not very large, just like the photo shoot.

Song Tingshen took the photo, looked at it and said, "Give me this photo."

Xia Xia glanced at him and said with a carelessness: "Oh, well, you take it, anyway, I have it here."

As soon as she finished speaking, Song Ting Shen took the wallet out of her pocket and put the photo directly into the wallet mezzanine.

Xia Xia: "..."

How does she feel that she is very small, and he gives her a very embarrassing feeling when she does it?

Putting photos in your wallet... blame for misunderstanding.

Although the photo is not just her alone, although she feels that Song Tingshen’s original intention is to just put a photo of Wang Zi, but it just happens to have her on the photo...

The sun shone in from the window, and Song Ting looked over at the side of the summer.

He always knew that she was very beautiful, but this face has already been used to it for a few years. Today, I don’t know if he changed his mind and looked at her side. He wanted to take out his mobile phone. take a photo.

It is said that Mrs. Song is very beautiful. Then, from now on, knowing how to appreciate her beauty is also a kind of respect for the object of blind date.

His gaze, Xia Xia naturally felt, and she felt a little hairy in her heart. She always felt that there was something wrong with Song Ting Shen today.

In the past, he never saw her more than five seconds. Even if she was bubbling, his eyes were always dull. People could not help wondering if he was blind or not, but today...

Originally, I was flustered in the summer, and I was also stuck in traffic. I also met the owner who wanted to stop the fight. If it wasn’t Song Ting, she really wanted to swear.

Song Ting looked at Xia Xia and saw her expression was not good. She said: "If you are upset, you will hit it. He wants to change the road and add traffic. It is his responsibility to the traffic police."

Xia Xia: "...have you hit?"

I always feel that these words are spoken from the mature and steady Song Ting's deep mouth, and the sense of violation is full.

Song Ting Shen Ping nodded. "I don't have time, I usually let the driver hit it."

It is hard to imagine that Song Ting would do such a thing.

There was no violent emotion in his body, and he even had to get along with him for so long. He had never seen him tempered in the summer.

In addition to facing Wang Zi, he has always been very calm and calm, as if he could not afford to pick him up.

"Hit?" Song Ting asked her.

Xia Xia said that he was very embarrassed and shook his head. "My parents and Wang Zi are still waiting for us to eat at home."

Although I encountered this kind of congestion, many times she wanted to hit it, but I just thought about it every time. I occasionally brushed my circle of friends and saw that someone really did it. She also felt very happy. Ways to teach people who do not follow the rules to be human.

She looked at Song Ting deep and looked at her, thinking that this person is not without temper.

But if he is really angry, it should not be obvious, but the more quiet, the more people can't stand it.

In this way, he is really very tolerant of the original.

However, the question is coming. Why did he say such a thing in front of her? To know that she had known her, just let her hit it, Song Tingshen would never say it.

At this point, his behavior seems to be a collapse.

It has been set up by people who have matured and matured.

***

My uncle and my aunt are still making dumplings. Wang Tsai is a small wrecked king. I don’t know how many dumplings are broken. He also wants to wrap his Wangzi little steamed buns as dumplings. This is not just as simple as dark dishes. However, there is no way, my uncle went downstairs, bribed the little granddaughter of the cake with ice cream, let her play with Wang Zi, so they are more worry-free, can finish dumplings at the fastest speed, by the way Can do a few dishes and soup.

The little girl downstairs is called blossoming. It is about the size of Wangzi, cute and beautiful. The two children are sitting on the crawling mat in the living room, playing with toys and eating cakes. It’s a pleasure to go to the kitchen to be a gangster. Wang Tsai has a small partner, and he has forgotten to pack the dumplings of Wang Tsai.

The two children play games while playing with toys.

"The Mirror Mirror tells me who is the most beautiful person in the world?" The blossoming one sent a serious question to Wang Tsai.

Under the strong demand of blossoming, Wang Zi can only help her to play the game like "Magic Mirror". Although he feels very bored, the teacher said, let the girl, since she likes to play, then Just play.

Wang Zi thought about it and replied: "My mother is the most beautiful person in the world."

Blossoming corrects him. "No, you can't answer this. You have to answer that blossoming is the most beautiful person in the world."

"Ok."

"The Mirror Mirror tells me who is the most beautiful person in the world?" Duo asked again.

Wang Zi looked embarrassed and said: "...my mother is the most beautiful person in the world. Blossoming, sorry, I can't lie, you really don't have my mother beautiful."

It’s not good enough to stand up, stand up and throw a sentence “I don’t play with you” and ran out and went back to my own home.

When Xia and Song Ting came back, Wang Zi was sitting on the sofa watching TV, and his expression was very wrong.

"What's wrong? It's like an eggplant with frost." He asked him in the summer.

Wang Tsai said what he had just said to Xia Xia and Song Ting. After he finished speaking, he would like to ask the last sentence, "Mom, why can't your girls listen to the truth!"

Xia Xia is beautiful in the heart, naturally no way to answer this question, holding Wang Zi's face a few times, I do not know how happy.

Song Ting looked thoughtfully at his son and Xia Xia, thinking that he seemed to know how to make her happy except to send a car to the house.