Zhuang Jing never expected that Song Lingzi would say such a thing, and quickly waved her hands to deny it. "You're talking nonsense, I never said such a thing, never said that." She leaned towards Huo Ying in panic. Huo Ying took a step faster and headed towards the door of the ward.

Go.

Zhuang Jing could no longer care about Song Lingzi and her daughter, and chased her, fearing that if she was a step too late, Huo Ying would really not believe her.

Zhuang Ya was lying on the bed and saw this scene, showing a faint smile. "How did you know that the Huo family was in crisis?"

Song Lingzi glanced at the door. "I guessed it."

"You're such a ghost." Zhuang Ya laughed loudly. "Now she's in big trouble." Zhuang Ya doesn't do business, but she also knows that people in shopping malls are most afraid of having their financial details known. Once the news is leaked, they will be in trouble.

Waiting to be annexed. No matter how smart Huo Ying is, he never thought that Song Lingzi framed this matter.

"Trouble is a good thing." Song Lingzi's eyes flashed with coldness. Not enough, this is not enough. Zhuang Jing almost killed her mother, how could she let this woman go so easily?

Song Lingzi sat by the bed and peeled an apple for Zhuang Ya. Before she finished peeling, a red figure floated in. "Auntie, I stewed the soup for you with my own hands. You must drink it."

When Song Lingzi heard Gao Yangyang's voice, she raised her eyes and said apologetically: "I can't go to your house to eat hot pot today."

Gao Yangyang didn't mind. "When Auntie goes out, we will have a big dinner together."

"You kid, you have been thinking about eating all day long." Zhuang Ya smiled and joked: "With the way you eat, who will dare to marry you in the future?"

Two red clouds floated on Gao Yangyang's face. "If no one wants it, no one wants it. I'll be fine with you and Ling Zi."

Zhuang Ya took the soup scooped by Song Lingzi. "Silly girl, a woman must marry. If she doesn't marry, she is not a complete woman."

Gao Yangyang does not agree with this statement in her heart. In her opinion, getting married depends on personal wishes. If she does not have this idea for the time being, she will not get married.

Song Lingzi is the same age as Gao Yangyang and can guess what Gao Yangyang is thinking. "Mom, everyone has their own space."

Zhuang Ya was a little dissatisfied: "Space, space, you young people always ask us elders to give you space. According to your statement, if you get along with older people, will there be no space?"

Song Lingzi hurriedly comforted Zhuang Ya: "Mom, you think too much. People say that having an elder in the family is like having a treasure."

Zhuang Ya sneered. "This is all to trick us."

Song Lingzi had no choice but to patiently coax her with a few words. Seeing this, Gao Yangyang also joined in to help.

Zhuang Ya ignored Song Lingzi, but grabbed Gao Yangyang's hand and said very affectionately: "For Yangyang's sake, I will spare you just once today."

Song Lingzi was a little surprised. Although Zhuang Ya had been supporting Gao Yangyang over the years, her attitude towards Gao Yangyang had always been indifferent. How could she become so close to him in the blink of an eye?

Zhuang Ya naturally saw the confusion in her daughter's eyes, but she turned a blind eye and pretended that she didn't see it.

Of course, she suddenly became kind to Gao Yangyang entirely because this incident made her realize the fragility of life. After she woke up, she kept thinking, if she really couldn't wake up, who should she entrust to take care of her daughter?

Zhuang Ya couldn't count on Song Jing, so she could only place her hope on the people around Song Lingzi. Therefore, Gao Yangyang and Han Shaoting became the ones Zhuang Ya must win over.

Song Lingzi naturally couldn't guess her mother's twists and turns. It was only true that she liked Gao Yangyang now and wanted to get closer to Gao Yangyang.

The day passed in a hurry, and at dusk, the afterglow of the setting sun shone through the glass windows and onto the hospital floor. Song Lingzi helped her mother go to the bathroom, returned to the ward, and saw Han Shaoting sitting on the sofa.

"Mom." Han Shaoting shouted with a very familiar tone, as if Zhuang Ya was his mother, not his mother-in-law.

Zhuang Ya was not polite and nodded. "Did you just get off work? Haven't you had dinner yet? You two should go out to eat together."

Song Lingzi originally wanted to say that she had eaten, but before she could speak, Zhuang Ya pinched her waist hard. She knew what Zhuang Ya meant, so she could only smile and echo: "Okay, I'm hungry too.

." In fact, she had just had dinner with Zhuang Ya, but fortunately she was not full.

Han Shaoting did not object, and personally helped Zhuang Ya lie down on the bed, and then asked in a warm tone: "Mom, what do you want to eat, I will buy it for you."

Three black lines appeared on Song Lingzi's forehead. She finally understood why her mother-in-law looked at her son-in-law more and more interestingly. This consideration alone was much more considerate than her own daughter.

"No need." Zhuang Ya waved her hand. "You two go out and play for a while." After saying that, Zhuang Ya gave Song Lingzi a meaningful look. "When you go out to play, you have to have fun. There are many nurses in this hospital. You

Don't worry about me."

Song Lingzi finally understood that Zhuang Ya had clearly found an excuse to let herself date Han Shaoting. Thinking of the word date, Song Lingzi's heart skipped a beat, and then returned to normal. However, she secretly wondered that she was no longer a young boy.

Ai, how could you have such a big reaction to the word date."

Han Shaoting glanced at Song Lingzi, and then said with a smile: "Mom, you rest first, Lingzi and I will be back soon."

Zhuang Ya waved her hand and told them to leave quickly.

Han Shaoting pulled Song Lingzi out of the room. Song Lingzi glanced at the door and said helplessly, "The older my mother gets, the weirder her temper becomes."

Han Shaoting was very close to Song Lingzi, so close that she could hear his heartbeat. "Lingzi, your mother just cares about you."

Song Lingzi sighed secretly, yes, it is caring. Mother's love is always the greatest love in the world. If someone is willing to sacrifice unconditionally for someone, that person is probably his mother. Of course, there is also selfishness and narrow-mindedness in this world.

It’s just that most mothers love their children more than anything else. This is the unique character given to women by heaven and earth.

Song Lingzi followed in Han Shaoting's footsteps and walked out of the hospital.

"The parking lot is not this direction." When Song Lingzi discovered that the direction they were walking was not the direction to the parking lot, she hurriedly reminded Han Shaoting.

Han Shaoting was two steps away from her, a little impatient: "Hurry up, why are you lingering?"

Song Lingzi knew that he didn't have much patience, so she hurried forward. "Where are we going?"

"We'll know when we get there." Han Shaoting led her across the street, "Are you afraid that I'll sell you out?"

Song Lingzi cursed, this man obviously had a car, why did he let her walk?

Waiting to stand at the door of the hotel, Song Lingzi's forehead showed black lines. "What are you doing?"

"Nothing to do. Eat." Han Shaoting said concisely.

Song Lingzi's ears turned red. It was not her overthinking at all. Everyone would have bad thoughts when they arrived at the hotel.

Han Shaoting booked a guest room early in the morning, said a few words to the lady at the front desk, picked up the room card, and said to Song Lingzi: "Let's go."

Song Lingzi didn't know if there was something wrong in her own mind or because there was something wrong in other people's eyes. Anyway, she felt that everyone's eyes were a bit weird.

Walking into the hotel room, Song Lingzi found that the room was newly decorated: dim lights revealed a hint of ambiguous atmosphere, special red candles were placed in the center of the dining table, blue flames danced, and several heart-shaped balloons

Tie them together and hang them not far from the dining table. A bottle of fine red wine paired with two crystal wine glasses is placed in an orderly manner on the white dining car. The melodious sound of the violin flows out from the high-end speakers, which makes people feel a little sad.

Quite intoxicated.

Song Lingzi really didn't expect that Han Shaoting would give her such a surprise. She turned around and hugged Han Shaoting, but she didn't notice the surprise in Han Shaoting's eyes.

In fact, when Han Shaoting entered the guest room, he was also shocked by this romantic arrangement. However, for the sake of his wife throwing herself into his arms, he was generous and forgave someone for his own decision.

Han Shaoting lowered his head and kissed Song Lingzi's lips tenderly. This time, Song Lingzi was extremely cooperative, stood on tiptoes, closed her eyes, and enjoyed her husband's kiss. This was the first time that Han Shaoting enjoyed such a well-behaved side of his wife, which was very useful and flexible.

He pried open Song Lingzi's teeth with his tongue and drove straight in, as if he was in a deserted place. He desperately chased Song Lingzi's soft and fragrant tongue, constantly stirring and sucking, tempting it to dance together.

Song Lingzi climbed on his thick shoulders, her whole body weak, just like a vine, tightly wrapped around the big tree, full of attachment and trust. Some people say that the reason why the vine wraps around the tree is that the tree will provide enough nutrition to the vine.

But Song Lingzi has always believed that the vines wrapped around the tree are also attachment to the tree, dependence and trust on the tree.

At this time, Han Shaoting had forgotten the hunger in his stomach. Another kind of hunger was burning like a spark in the prairie fire. He picked up Song Lingzi and placed her gently on the bed.

Song Lingzi was lying on the bed, a smile slowly blooming on her face, like a flower blooming in the morning, showing a hint of shyness, a hint of vitality and an irresistible youhuo. Han Shaoting, who was still a little patient, couldn't bear it anymore.

He quickly took off his clothes and put them on top of her.

The two pairs of black eyes stared at each other, as if they couldn't get enough of each other. Han Shaoting slowly lowered his head and took Song Lingzi's beautiful and soft plumpness into his mouth. Song Lingzi closed her eyes again and touched the back of Han Shaoting's head with one hand.

The broken sound, like a melodious nocturne, opens up the charm of the night.

When Han Shaoting felt that Song Lingzi could fully accept him, he moved her with a powerful gesture. Song Lingzi groaned, never expecting that Han Shaoting's movements would be so big and intense, as if his soul was about to be destroyed by him.

It looks like it was knocked out.

Han Shaoting folded her legs and hugged her, his movements wild and violent. For a moment, Song Lingzi felt confused, as if she was in a sea of ​​clouds, drifting in the wind, not knowing where to go. For a moment,

It's like surfing in the sea, swaying with the ups and downs of the waves. All kinds of strange things.

The strange feelings gathered together and turned into an indescribable joy. This joy was sweet and indescribable, as if that person's arms were her most steadfast harbor.

No matter how big the storm is outside, as long as you hide in his arms, you can enjoy the calm happiness.

I don't know how long it took, but Song Lingzi felt Han Shaoting's body stiffen, and realized that the moment of his explosion was coming. At the last moment, Song Lingzi turned over and pressed on Han Shaoting's body. Her bright eyes were burning with intoxication.

She smiled lightly, traced Han Shaoting's Adam's apple with her fingers, slowly reached his heart, and then lowered her head and kissed his heart: "Honey, do you want me?"

Han Shaoting gritted his teeth secretly. This woman really didn't deserve a lesson. At this time, she still dared to add fuel to the fire? Does she want her own life, or does she want to challenge her physical limits? Tonight, if he lets her go easily, he won't

The surname is Han, after her surname.

With a low roar, Han Shaoting once again took control of the initiative, suppressing the ignorant woman and pressing her to death.

At that time, the needle pointed to eight o'clock, and Song Lingzi stood up to get dressed. Han Shaoting was surprised and asked, "Where are you going?"
Chapter completed!