Song Mei stands up and laughs: "silly!"

    Half of what she said just now was nonsense. She didn''t know if the young master of the Qin family had a special hobby, but song Xiaoman is now living comfortably in the Qin family, which is true.

    Compared with sun Lanxiu, the second aunt who is open-minded about money, she has never scolded her or beaten her. At most, she laughs at her silly stuttering.

    Seeing that all the money of the Song family is in the hands of sun Lanxiu, her second brother is a wife fearing man. It''s useless. Her life here is becoming more and more difficult. It depends on her surname sun''s face.

    If she can''t live that day, she will go to song Xiaoman to ask for money. After all, she is her aunt!

    ……

    At midnight, the villa is quiet.

    When Qin Shinan entered the room, a faint fragrance came to his nostrils, and strands of it wound into his breath.

    Since he brought her back, he gave her his room, and the one he slept in was the guest room.

    Obviously, the little girl slipped in again tonight.

    He went to the bedside. There was a rustling sound in the quilt. He turned on the bedside lamp. The weak light fell on the little girl''s face. She frowned and turned over again.

    He took off his coat, unbuttoned his shirt and looked down at her, his eyes completely settled.

    He had a few drinks at dinner and came back all the way. He was very sober, but now he suddenly got drunk

    His fingers caressed her thin, tender face slowly, and there was a sudden pause.

    She cried, and the corners of her eyes were not dry.

    Under the man''s touch, song Xiaoman opens his eyes, grabs the quilt and yells "husband" very softly.

    Hearing the little girl''s voice, reason was pulled back. Qin Shinan immediately took back her hand. Her voice was dark and calm: "haven''t you fallen asleep yet?"

    "Stomach, stomachache." Song Xiaoman retracted into the quilt, turned his back and covered his whole head.

    Qin Shinan walked into the bathroom and saw something in the garbage can. Then he realized what she said about stomachache.

    He took a shower, lifted the quilt and lay down beside her.

    He closed his eyes slightly, fished her into his arms, put the palm of his hand on her abdomen and rubbed it gently: "is it pain here?"

    During the whole process, his movements were natural without any hesitation.

    Song Xiaoman is in a tense state.

    She didn''t think that he would do it directly.

    She was so nervous that she didn''t speak. In such a posture, she didn''t dare to move any more, and her breathing was more careful.

    After rubbing for a while, Qin Shinan asked in a voice, "Why are you crying? Is it because of a stomachache? "

    He didn''t realize that his voice was too hoarse.

    So soft body close to his heart

    Warm and fragrant.

    Song Xiaoman shook his head, his eyes were warm, and his voice was quiet: "full, full of thoughts... Dad."

    With a sour nose, she bit her lip and held it back.

    But I can''t help it

    After growing up, she seldom cry, maybe she is not so strong, but she is absolutely not fragile.

    She knows that crying is the most useless, tears can not solve many problems, will only make you look poor and ridiculous.

    But in school today, she was ridiculed by her classmates for her relationship with Jiang Yongyong, provoked by Jiang Panyu, misunderstood and criticized by Miss Li, and looked at by her classmates

    In fact, there''s nothing to cry about. It''s a similar scene. She hasn''t experienced it in the past few years, but she doesn''t know why. Today is a special grievance!

    Qin Shinan didn''t speak any more. She rubbed her abdomen with her palm.

    Song Xiaoman didn''t know when he fell asleep. He was in a daze and gradually relaxed.

    When she opened her eyes again, it was already daybreak, and the warm sunshine poured down on her face through the gap of the curtain.

    She sat in bed for a while.

    The other side of the bed is empty, there is no temperature, which makes her suspect that what happened last night may be just a dream.

    When you wake up, nothing exists.

    Song Xiaoman puts on his slippers, goes back to his room and takes out his school uniform from the wardrobe.

    Just as she lowered her head to change

    She was stunned.

    There was a knock on the door, and sister Zhu reminded me outside: "Miss man, sir, let me come up to remind you that it''s late. I''ll go to school later."

    "Oh

    Song Xiaoman should be a, and looked down at the clavicle under the piece of red, recently how always allergic!

    After washing and going downstairs, song Xiaoman sees that the man is already sitting at the dining table.

    She walked slowly over, drew back her chair, sat down opposite him, looked at him, and then lowered her head to breakfast.

    Qin Shinan noticed that the little girl was in a bad mood and her face was not very good. He asked, "is her stomach still painful?"

    Song Xiaoman stares at the man, and his face turns red.

    It wasn''t a dream last night.

    She climbed to other people''s bed to sleep. When she kneaded her stomach, she was clearly awake and had feelings. How could she dream?

    "Well, no, it doesn''t hurt." She took a big bite of the bread and never raised her head again.

    After breakfast, Qin Shinan sent song Xiaoman to the school.

    When the car stopped, song Xiaoman didn''t open the door immediately. Instead, he opened his mouth in a low voice, begging in his eyes: "today, today, can you stop going to school?"

    "Don''t want to go to school? Why? " Qin Shinan asked calmly.

    "Because..."

    Song Xiaoman was silent for a while, then just shook his head, then quietly opened the door and went down.

    At two o''clock this afternoon, the school will hold an adult ceremony for senior three students, which is also the college entrance examination oath meeting.

    On this occasion, she must be ridiculed.

    Yes, she had been used to those sarcastic words, but at least today, she didn''t want to hear any more. She didn''t want to hear any more words.

    She wanted to find a place to be quiet for a while.

    Into the classroom, song Xiaoman found that the students are particularly excited, originally quiet morning self-study, now full of laughter.

    The topics we talked about were all about the adult ceremony in the afternoon.

    Even look carefully, some girls also put on light lipstick, combed delicate hair.

    "Full, if you don''t want to join, we''d better go to the library in the afternoon. Anyway, my mother can''t come, and I don''t want to go either." Tang Xi said.

    Can imagine that kind of sensational picture, at that time, other students and mom and dad certainly excited to embrace together.

    And what about them?

    Alone.

    Song Xiaoman''s face finally had a smile: "it''s OK, Xiaoxi. Although your mother can''t come here, I''ll accompany you. I''ve been in it for two years, but I have experience."

    "Silly man, what kind of experience do you need?"