"No, no, let's do it again. This time I will definitely not hold back my laughter. I want to take a picture." It's so cute.

Yun Xiangying, who had laughed enough, urging Song Mian.

Song Mian shook his head: "He already has a feeling, and he will not have such a rich expression again today."

Children have very strong adaptability, especially children of five to eight. They are in a period when they are very sensitive to any feeling and have the strongest desire for knowledge. Only during this period can their expressions be very rich.

Song Mian tried again, and Liuliu's reaction became very dull.

"Then tomorrow?" Yun Xiangyao looked expectant.

"Do your son's memory be so short?" Song Mian picked up Liuliu, who was a little tired, and let him lie on his shoulder. "I last time was half a month ago. I roughly estimated his memory ability. I don't think it's possible for him to have a next time."

If it weren't for not letting his wife miss the moment of her child's first reaction, Song Mian had already started to exercise Liuliu and other things.

Yun Xiang thought it was a little regretful, but he didn't even take a picture.

Sure enough, some things will not be found again if you really missed them.

When Xiao Liuliu was taken back to the room by Song Mian like this, he might be tired and a little drowsy.

Song Mian fed him some water and milk, changed him into clean diapers, and placed him on the crib.

He didn't cry at all, he lay down while lying. At most, he turned over. Song Mian made a sound move and pulled Yun Xiangxiang out of the room. There was no door in this room, and behind the partition was Song Mian's office.

Every morning when Song Mian would accompany his son to this point before handling official business.

Song Mian pulled Yun Xiangyao and stood behind the partition, letting her listen.

About a minute or two later, Liu Liu's voice came. He seemed to be talking to himself, but he was talking about his own baby language. Yun Xiangxiang and Song Mian couldn't understand it at all.

But he was very happy and sometimes he would laugh happily when he said he was happy.

After saying this for about three or four minutes, the sound disappeared. Song Mian took another minute before walking in with Yun Xiangyao's hand in a slight hand. Xiao Liuliu was already asleep, and Song Mian covered him with a small quilt.

After walking out of Liuliu's room, Song Miancai said: "He will sleep for about an hour."

Yun Xiangyao suddenly felt a little a little a little ache. Her eyes suddenly felt sour. She hugged Song Mian: "Amian, thank you."

If he hadn't taken care of the child very carefully, it would have been impossible to lead him to such a regularity. He even knew his every move and suddenly felt that he was a dereliction of duty.

"If I can't do this, I will not kill your dreams and marry you so early." Song Mian looked down at his wife with guilty face, "I marry you because I like you, because I think I can give you a happier life than before marriage, rather than possessiveness, nor do I have any intention of you other than you and your heart."

"I..." Yun Xiangyao raised his head slightly, met his deep purple-black eyes, opened his mouth but didn't know what to say.

"A person's happiness is to be happy. A family's happiness requires us to be happy." Song Mian put his strong and powerful arms around Yun Xiangxiu's waist, "It doesn't matter who gives more and who gives less. What's important is that we are all happy."

If Yun Xiang thinks about putting too much energy on his family, he is destined to give up his career.

Maybe she won’t regret it in the short term, maybe Liu Liu’s sensibility will make her feel worthy in the future, but there will be an irreparable gap in her heart, which is something Song Mian doesn’t want to see.

This is great now. Yun Xiangxiang did not give up on his career, but he did not neglect his family for his career.

At least both father and son feel that they spend every day with their wife and mother.

"Don't think too much. Now he's a little younger, I'll take care of him." Song Mian rubbed his wife's forehead. "My father also said that while he still has some prestige in the past few years, he will go to a few more years. When he gets older, I'll be busy and I'll give you a rest.

Unless both of them give up their careers, it is impossible for a couple to accompany their children every day at the same time.

Although they all have this condition, neither Song Mian nor Yun Xiangying would be like this.

The environment in which a child grows up has a great impact on him. From the beginning of his memory, his parents have been with him every day, doing nothing, and being able to be rich in material things. He will soon grow into a person who is not enterprising and thinks that everything can be easily obtained.

In this way, the word cherishing will gradually be missing in his world.

Now that Liuliu is still young, Song Mian will raise him so carefully. When he is two years old, Song Mian will change his way of education.

"Husband, you are so nice."

Yun Xiangxiang praised Song Mian countless times, but for the first time she spoke seriously in this tone without any perfunctory or coquettish attitude.

Song Mian bent down and bit Yun Xiangxiang soft lips and said, "Wife, you're the best."

Song Yao, who was about to come in to report the matter, stood at the door. For the first time, he hated himself for such a quick ear, why did he do it?

Now he couldn't move forward and backward, and he wanted to rub his arms a little, and he definitely had goose bumps all over his body.

He really admires their young grandmother, who can instantly turn his young master into an unrecognizable person and become a completely unimaginable person!

"Come in." Song Mian had already heard Song Yao's footsteps, otherwise why would he just taste it and take a light bite?

Song Yao came in mainly because of Song Mian. Yun Xiangxiang supported his chin next to him and listened with relish.

After the two of them finished talking, they asked, "Song Yao, do you want a honeymoon?"

Song Yao's wedding date is in the tenth month of the lunar calendar, less than a week away.

There was an ominous premonition inexplicably, and Song Yao looked begging for mercy: "Mrs. Young lady, if you have anything to do, just give me instructions and I will go through fire and water."

"It's very simple. Remember to choose next time. You don't want me to call you to assign tasks when you and Yuanyuan are close in the future." Yun Xiangyao smiled so gentle and kind, and those who didn't know might be laughed so hard that they were so happy that they were laughed with this sweet smile.

Song Yao heard the malice, and he felt aggrieved, and could only say: "Yes, I won't be the case."

It's really hard for him. If anyone is asking for trouble when the young master and the young lady are together in the future, he will definitely fight back. He will pretend not to know if the sky falls!

The young master and the young lady are together for nine minutes. It’s not the time to come!

After bullying Song Yao, Yun thought about it and felt inexplicably happy, but her good mood lasted for only a short while, and was extinguished by the news title: the gold medal agent forced an outdated artist to jump off the building and commit suicide!

It was He Wei and Xu Jing.
Chapter completed!