The Villain’s Mother

After taking a bath at night, Wang Chai came to the master bedroom with his little pillow. There was no need for Nguyen Xia to say anything. He climbed into bed three or two times and found a comfortable place to lie down in the bed.

Nguyen Xia is tired of taking cumbersome skin care steps. Wang Chai looked at her for a while and asked: "Mom, why are you painting so many things on your face? ”

You know, usually after he showers, he doesn't want his mom or aunt to put baby cream on him.

“I can't help it, keep it beautiful.” Nguyen Xia, before she crossed over, could only count as one little beauty in terms of her face value. She was dedicated to skincare, not to mention the great beauty of the original level, because she loved the original face too much, as a dog, naturally couldn't bear to look at such a face because of her laziness.

Nguyen Xia put down the cream, still can't bear the emotion, “And, to correct you, all I paint on my face is money. ”

Wang Zhi climbed to the end of the bed curiously, holding his fat chin in his hands, and looked at her and said: "Mom is already beautiful. Nobody's mom is pretty. ”

In fact, they are getting along with Wang Chai, because Nguyen Xia cannot completely replace herself in the role of mother, so they are now like both mother and son and friends.

“Dad thinks so too.” Wang added another sentence.

When Nguyen Xia got up, she didn't believe this sentence at all. In the past two months, she dressed herself up bright and bright many times. On the way, she didn't know how many turns to follow suit, but she could go home. This Song man's reaction would make her question the original owner's face value.

Wang Zi naturally needless to say, he has no aesthetic concept at all right now, he thinks she is beautiful because she is his mother.

Song Tingshen, every time she underwrote, looked at her, the reaction and expression did not know how calm, if it were someone else, Nguyen Xia might also suspect, like the president of bullying, whether this person wanted to attract her attention, on Song Tingshen, she knew that this person really did not notice how beautiful she is today, even can say that he has been immune to such a beautiful and unparalleled face.

“Don't kiss my ass.” Nguyen Xia slapped his ass, "why didn't you sleep with your father today? ”

Wang Zhi leaned back on the big pillow, "Dad needs to work overtime. ”

Song Ting Shen is really busy, but he has consciously come back to eat with Wang Chai every day on time, which is the limit he can do, but getting off work on time every day means working overtime at night. Sometimes Nguyen Xia gets up at night and pours water and drinks, and he sees the lights in his study.

Fatty broke the routine, after talking to Nguyen Xia for a while, she fell asleep confused.

In the past, Nguyen Xia would also be influenced by his sleepyhead, but today she stopped drinking a cup of Michelin's Hong Kong milk tea with a foreign minister. This time, she was shaking her mind and it worked better than drinking coffee. Anyway, she doesn't have to squeeze the subway bus to work early, so she can start tweeting.

By almost 11 o'clock, Nguyen Xia had decided to go downstairs to get a hot glass of milk, which would help her sleep.

I didn't know I just walked out of the room and ran into Song Ting Shen.

At the hallway, there were a few soft lights on the wall, he was wearing ordinary homewear, but he was still standing perfectly in his pocket, he was tall, he didn't belong to the skinny kind, he was a big guy at first glance, very man, when he was wearing a suit, hormone blasting shed, exactly the shape and body that Nguyen Xia liked, at this time he wore golden silk framed glasses, just right to make the whole person's temperament Sven up.

Sven scum.

Such a word suddenly appeared in Nguyen Xia's mind.

Full of colour, but seemingly exceptionally suitable.

“Why aren't you asleep?” Song Ting asked deeply that his face was also hard to hide.

“I can't sleep, prepare a glass of milk.” Nguyen Xia's ghost made the gods worse, “you want it? ”

Song Ting nodded deeply, "Okay. Thank you. ”

The two of them went downstairs one after the other, the ground floor was quiet by now, and the aunt had already fallen asleep.

However, in a few minutes, two cups of sweet hot milk were ready. Nguyen Xia handed Song Ting Shen a cup and the two of them stood opposite the table, each drinking the milk in their hand.

The hot water temperature of the milk is probably a little high. After a glass of milk, Nguyen Xia's face is sweating.

She was wearing a knee-high nightdress, a long hair tied casually, and no shoes on her feet, leaning lazily aside.

“I went back to my room to sleep.” Nguyen Xia thought about it and said, "Take Wang Chai back to your room to sleep. I think I'm going to have trouble sleeping today, and I won't be able to wake up tomorrow morning. ”

“Okay.”

Song Tingshen washed the two cups and followed Nguyen Xia to the master bedroom.

Wang Chai had slept snoring and snoring was fart, Song Ting held Wang Chai with deep caution, his palms held his back and walked towards his bedroom.

Once a child is asleep, it won't wake up from thunder.

Wang Chai had a slight snoring, his tummy was upside down, and his body smelled like milk. Song Ting sat by the bed for a while and watched him. They all said that in probability, his daughter looked like a father, his son looked like a mother, and so did the situation in their home. Wang Chai was more like Nguyen Xia in the fifth official aspect.

The man's feelings for the child stemmed from the moment of his birth, at least in Song Ting Deep. When he held the newborn little Wang Chai in his arms, his heart, which had been vacant, was slowly filled.

In fact, at the time of Wang Chai's birth, Song Tingshen had the idea of living well with Nguyen Xia. After all, watching a woman bear the pain of giving birth for her October pregnancy, it was hard not to be moved. Since childhood, Song Tingshen lost her parents. Bones want a home more than anyone else.

It's just that Nguyen Xia obviously doesn't think that way, or that she has already lived the life she wants, other things are no longer important, she doesn't want to get close to the child, she never takes the initiative to hug the child, the interaction and bond between them is Wangzi, so that after a long time, the real well water will not offend the river water.

Even Song Ting Shen didn't know if the change in Nguyen Xia was too late.

* * *

Although insomnia, Nguyen Xia has developed a regular routine, even if she fell asleep confused until more than 1: 00 a.m. in bed, the next morning she woke up at 7: 00 when Thunder couldn't move.

After having children, you will never sleep again. Nguyen Xia has this consciousness. After getting up and washing up, she will go downstairs. Song Ting Deep and Wang Chai have been sitting at the dining table waiting for breakfast.

Song Ting was surprised to see her up so early, "Didn't you say she had trouble sleeping last night? ”

Nguyen Xia sat across from him with a dark circle, “But I woke up at 7: 00. No, I'm going to the beauty salon to do maintenance today. ”

Used to be unconditional, now the original owner is a beauty salon platinum diamond card don't know how many cards, don't waste.

She didn't have to look in the mirror to know that her beauty value had dropped by 0.0001%.

Wang Chai followed Nguyen Xia to the beauty salon once. He was very impressed with the orange juice and cookie cake provided by the lady in the beauty salon. His eyes lit up immediately and he shouted: “Mom, I'm coming with you! ”

Nguyen Xia hesitated. Several children in Wangzi's kindergarten were already ill, initially suspected of being infected with the virus. Last night, several parents took time off from the teacher. For safety reasons, she also called the teacher for leave.

“Take him with you.” Song Ting took a deep look at Nguyen Xia. “When you're done, you can come to the office to see me. We'll have dinner outside in the afternoon. ”

Nguyen Xia thinks Song Ting Shen is a little strange today.

In the absence of Wang Chai's request, she actually offered to have dinner outside, but she could understand that they had agreed to play a loving couple in front of Wang Chai.

“Okay.”

After Song Ting Shen left, Nguyen Xia went back to her master bedroom and wanted to find out how many beauty salon membership cards the original owner had. If there was one near Song Ting Shen Company, it would be great. After all, she had an appointment with a foreign teacher in the morning and went to baking class after lunch. She could only go to the beauty salon after the afternoon.

The original owner has a bunch of cards that make people confused.

While looking for the card, Wang Chai suddenly came to her with a red book and asked curiously, "Mom, what is this? ”

She turned around and saw Wang Chai's marriage certificate. The whole person stood still and put down her bag. She took this marriage certificate from Wang Chai, “Where did you find it? ”

Wang pointed to a cabinet in the corner, "There. ”

“This is a marriage certificate.” Nguyen Xia opened this marriage certificate, the holder is Song Ting Shen, on the marriage certificate, the original owner and Song Ting Shen are both wearing white shirts, the background is red, obviously very happy photo, but both smiles are like crowded out, it looks very unwieldy.

As Nguyen Xia was preparing to close the marriage certificate, she accidentally glanced at Song Tingshen's birth year.

September 21.

Isn't that today?

It's Song Ting Shen's birthday?

That's why he offered to have dinner together this afternoon?

Nguyen Xia tried to mobilize the memory of the original owner, and it was very strange that Song Tingshen never seemed to have offered to eat with the original owner on that day in the past few years.

Wang Chai pulled her, took the marriage certificate from her hand, looked at the picture above, his little face was almost wrinkled together, asked: “Why wasn't I there? Mom, you guys aren't sneaking pictures anymore. ”

“You weren't there. ”

“So where am I? ”

Nguyen Xia teased him, “Where do you think you are? ”

Wang Zhi mumbled, holding Nguyen Xia's hand with his little fat hand, looked up at her and revealed his little white teeth, "I'm in Mom's heart. ”

After taking a bath at night, Wang Chai came to the master bedroom with his little pillow. There was no need for Nguyen Xia to say anything. He climbed into bed three or two times and found a comfortable place to lie down in the bed.

Nguyen Xia is tired of taking cumbersome skin care steps. Wang Chai looked at her for a while and asked: "Mom, why are you painting so many things on your face? ”

You know, usually after he showers, he doesn't want his mom or aunt to put baby cream on him.

“I can't help it, keep it beautiful.” Nguyen Xia, before she crossed over, could only count as one little beauty in terms of her face value. She was dedicated to skincare, not to mention the great beauty of the original level, because she loved the original face too much, as a dog, naturally couldn't bear to look at such a face because of her laziness.

Nguyen Xia put down the cream, still can't bear the emotion, “And, to correct you, all I paint on my face is money. ”

Wang Zhi climbed to the end of the bed curiously, holding his fat chin in his hands, and looked at her and said: "Mom is already beautiful. Nobody's mom is pretty. ”

In fact, they are getting along with Wang Chai, because Nguyen Xia cannot completely replace herself in the role of mother, so they are now like both mother and son and friends.

“Dad thinks so too.” Wang added another sentence.

When Nguyen Xia got up, she didn't believe this sentence at all. In the past two months, she dressed herself up bright and bright many times. On the way, she didn't know how many turns to follow suit, but she could go home. This Song man's reaction would make her question the original owner's face value.

Wang Zi naturally needless to say, he has no aesthetic concept at all right now, he thinks she is beautiful because she is his mother.

Song Tingshen, every time she underwrote, looked at her, the reaction and expression did not know how calm, if it were someone else, Nguyen Xia might also suspect, like the president of bullying, whether this person wanted to attract her attention, on Song Tingshen, she knew that this person really did not notice how beautiful she is today, even can say that he has been immune to such a beautiful and unparalleled face.

“Don't kiss my ass.” Nguyen Xia slapped his ass, "why didn't you sleep with your father today? ”

Wang Zhi leaned back on the big pillow, "Dad needs to work overtime. ”

Song Ting Shen is really busy, but he has consciously come back to eat with Wang Chai every day on time, which is the limit he can do, but getting off work on time every day means working overtime at night. Sometimes Nguyen Xia gets up at night and pours water and drinks, and he sees the lights in his study.

Fatty broke the routine, after talking to Nguyen Xia for a while, she fell asleep confused.

In the past, Nguyen Xia would also be influenced by his sleepyhead, but today she stopped drinking a cup of Michelin's Hong Kong milk tea with a foreign minister. This time, she was shaking her mind and it worked better than drinking coffee. Anyway, she doesn't have to squeeze the subway bus to work early, so she can start tweeting.

By almost 11 o'clock, Nguyen Xia had decided to go downstairs to get a hot glass of milk, which would help her sleep.

I didn't know I just walked out of the room and ran into Song Ting Shen.

At the hallway, there were a few soft lights on the wall, he was wearing ordinary homewear, but he was still standing perfectly in his pocket, he was tall, he didn't belong to the skinny kind, he was a big guy at first glance, very man, when he was wearing a suit, hormone blasting shed, exactly the shape and body that Nguyen Xia liked, at this time he wore golden silk framed glasses, just right to make the whole person's temperament Sven up.