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Chapter 77 Big Brother Mentality 1

"Cough..." Song Zhao, who was eating tea, immediately coughed choked.

Dad is getting younger and younger.

Song Jinfu took out his handkerchief and wiped Song Zhao's mouth with wise eyes. With the other hand, he patted his sister on the back.

Si Yu quietly reached halfway through his hand, paused slightly, turned a corner in the air, outlining a funny semicircle, and putting it into the sleeve as if nothing had happened.

Pretend to be doing very cold and noble actions.

Song Jinfu glanced over his eyes and squinted his eyes keenly.

Yun's beautiful face turned red quietly, and she pushed her husband away with embarrassment, "What are you talking nonsense?"

So many people are watching, can this kind of love reputation in bed be revealed?

Song Bing was so wronged that he could not bear it. He was thinking about coaxing his wife. Such a reckless man pinched Yun's cuff like a little wife and said shyly.

"I am not talking nonsense. This time there is evidence to prove that I am still a man of a yellow boudoir! You have been wrongly accused of neglecting me for so long, and you have to compensate me!"

This was so trembling that it was so trembling that it was so shaking away goosebumps in everyone's ears.

It's so sour!

Seeing that Song Bing became more and more distorted, Yun covered his mouth, "Okay, you're so unreasonable, you're both mother and children watching, and it's not embarrassing."

Song Bingcai ignored it and took the opportunity to steal some incense from his wife's palm. He asked with a hint of shyness, "Yun Niang, can you settle your husband tonight?"

Thinking of his life as a warm kang for his wife and children again, General Song... Hehehe, hehehehe.

Old Mrs. Song had a smile in her eyes, but she deliberately scolded her with a stern face, "The more she talks, the more ridiculous it becomes. She is a father. Pay attention to the occasion when speaking, and don't lose the face of the Song family."

"Don't act cute." Yun took the opportunity to push her husband's head, but his attitude and tone softened significantly.

Song Bing was very dissatisfied. He was a hero who was full of vigor on the battlefield. Where did he grow old?

A man has forty-one flowers, but he is still a delicate flower!

Old Mrs. Song was happy and said to Yun, "My grandma Yun, since the misunderstanding has been resolved, you should not have a quarrel with me, a rash man in the future. You also know that my son doesn't have much in his mind. He will take strict care of him in the future. Don't call this rash man a fool again."

"Every daughter-in-law listens to her mother." Yun responded obediently.

At this moment, her heart was broken, and she felt guilty when she thought about the neglect of her family because of her mentality collapsed in the past year.

When Song Yao heard the news, he came from the deep boudoir eagerly. Seeing this scene, his eyes were so happy. "Yao Yao is so happy to see his father and mother rebuild. He will definitely celebrate tonight."

Old Mrs. Song's eyes fell on Song Jingxian, who was obviously emotionally unstable, "Brother Xian, you are in poor health. Don't interfere in the major affairs in the mansion in the future, stay in your yard to recuperate.

Although the intelligence officer sent by your father did not find the whereabouts of the young master doctor, he found out that the flu virus broke out in Shu County, and a hidden miracle doctor was released in the sect of the miracle doctor, who was using new prescriptions to suppress the disease.

If the virus can be cured by the end of the month, my grandmother will be able to apply for medical treatment for you.”

The old lady is a warning and a warning.

It saves the grandson, who has no memory, from being used by Xia Qingyao again.

Song Jingxian responded absent-mindedly, "Go to the order."
Chapter completed!
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