After watching the movie, it was already dark. Originally planned to see Xia Rao, but because it was too late and afraid of disturbing her rest, he simply made an appointment to go the next day.
The next day, Song Yaoyao prepared a small gift and went to Mu's house with Tang Xinrou.
Seriously speaking, this was the first time she visited Xia Rao's house as a guest.
They did not live in a villa, but in a high-end community. Take the elevator to the upper floor, and the entire first floor is their territory.
The decoration style is simple and luxurious, and the marble paved floor is shining. Compared with the decoration style of Huo's house or Yi's house, it is obvious that Xia Rao's residence is closer to the fashion aesthetics of young people.
"Yoyao, come and sit down! I've been waiting for you for a long time, why are you here now?"
Xia Rao was wearing loose home attire, with a rosy complexion and fair skin. Compared with when she was a movie queen, her figure was much plumper, and she looked even more charming.
Tang Xinrou, who was ignored, rolled her eyes, "Auntie, do you still see me?"
Xia Rao glanced at her sideways, "Find a place to sit by yourself, why? Do you want me to invite you?"
Tang Xinrou was stunned, touched her nose, and went to play with her brother.
Xia Rao gave birth in autumn, so counting, it is still several months old.
"Do you want to see Ozawa? You are a busy person, this is the first meeting, right?" Xia Rao pulled Song Yaoyao towards the bedroom, teasingly said, "If you don't bring a gift, you won't be allowed to see him!"
Song Yaoyao rolled her eyelids, "I brought it."
She was wearing a small safety buckle, not expensive, but it fit just right.
The warm and clean texture is engraved with small wishful and auspicious clouds, implying peace.
When Song Yaoyao went in, Tang Xinrou had already played with Xiaoluobo.
The child who loves to laugh, poked him with his finger, and immediately grinned and laughed. The ones he ate were round, with small arms and legs like lotus joints, so tender that people wanted to take a bite.
Song Yaoyao couldn't move her eyes from the moment she saw him, so cute!
Xia Rao smiled secretly, "Go and play with him, I'll tell the nanny to make something to eat, and stay for lunch."
Tang Xinrou and Song Yaoyao naturally agreed.
Children like to sleep very much, and fall asleep while playing.
Tang Xinrou and Song Yaoyao walked out of the bedroom lightly. Tang Xinrou's voice softened a little, and anticipation flashed in his eyes, "It would be great if my future children are as cute as this."
"Of course it will." Song Yaoyao took it for granted, "Unless the child is not your own."
"Pfft—" Tang Xinrou stared, "What the hell?"
How could it not be her own
Song Yaoyao pursed her lips, "Otherwise, how could the child be ugly?"
They are a good-looking couple.
Tang Xinrou realized that she didn't know what to say about Song Yaoyao for a moment. Is this a compliment or hurt her
"Sleeping?"
Xia Rao put down a light drink and waved to Song Yaoyao.
When she passed by, she put a piece of cake into Song Yaoyao's hands, "Put your stomach first, I'll let the nanny go shopping for groceries."
"By the way," Xia Rao took a seat opposite them, and suddenly said to Song Yaoyao, "Yoyao, please give the baby a name."
"Huh? W-what? My name?"
With the cake still in her mouth, Song Yaoyao was surprised and pointed at herself.
Tang Xinrou understood what Xia Rao meant.
Xia Rao said: "If it wasn't for you, how would I have the chance to give birth to Ozawa? You are the benefactor of our family, so you should choose this name."
"No, no, I can't."
Song Yaoyao immediately waved her hands, "You are Ozawa's parents, and you should choose your name. Besides, how can I choose a name?"
Her delicate brows were tightly frowned, feeling particularly embarrassed.
Xia Rao couldn't help but laugh, "Why can't it work? Show off your talent, you are the number one in the college entrance examination, and you definitely have a level in getting the name."
"Mu Jing also agrees?" Song Yaoyao was curious.
"Of course, he agrees with both hands and feet."
This couple is really—
Song Yaoyao shook her head, "That won't work either. You are Ozawa's parents, and the name is of great significance. How can I, an outsider, take it." Seeing that Xia Rao wanted to persuade her, she immediately raised her hand to stop her, "If you really want to thank me If so, give me money."
Tang Xinrou rushed over and pinched her cheek, "Little money fan!"
Xia Rao also smiled, "Okay! Send money!"
During the meal, Xia Rao even said that Song Yaoyao should be Ozawa's godmother.
Song Yaoyao was almost scared to death by Xia Rao's enthusiasm, and ran away in a hurry after lunch.
night.
After Huo Yunque washed up, he came out of the bathroom wiping wet.
On the bed, a petite girl with her legs crossed was facing away from him, holding a long string of small bags in her hand, doing something seriously.
Huo Yunque frowned, and walked behind Song Yaoyao.
Song Yaoyao was so serious about doing bad things that she didn't even hear footsteps.
"What are you doing?"
"Ah! Ow!!"
Song Yaoyao was already worried, but this time she was so frightened that she jumped up from the bed. There were a lot of small umbrellas scattered on the bed, and she jumped up and down, covering her hands with tears in her eyes, wishing she could dig a hole to get in.
Huo Yunque frowned even tighter. He strode to the bedside, stretched out his long arms and pulled Song Yaoyao over, and pinched her fingers to check.
There was a needle hole pierced on it, and bright red blood beads were coming out.
Song Yaoyao wanted to cry, she was sobbing, her little eyes kept glancing at the bed.
The little foot kicked quietly, trying to destroy the crime scene.
"Be honest."
Huo Yunque gave her a cold look, grabbed her slender ankle, and told her to sit down.
Turning around, I found alcohol and band-aids in the drawer. Ignoring Song Yaoyao's wailing, after disinfecting her fingers, put the band-aids on.
After finishing everything, he moved his eyes.
Song Yaoyao noticed it and rushed over, covering the things on the bed with her body.
"careful!"
Huo Yunque's eyelids twitched violently, his complexion was dark and frightening.
He pulled Song Yaoyao up and picked up a needle from the bed.
"Do you want to be stabbed again?"
His voice was extremely cold and serious, and he was obviously angry about it.
Song Yaoyao shrank her neck, lowered her head listlessly, and accepted the education.
Huo Yunque sneered and threw the needle on the table, then bent down to pick up the small silver bag on the bed, "What is this? Song Yaoyao, you are very careful, huh?"
Song Yaoyao was about to bury her head on her chest, and the two hands hanging on her thighs were mixed together. She twitched and said with a crying voice: "Brother, my hands hurt~"
Trying to get away with acting like a baby.
"Ah."
The shadow in front of him was covered, and his chin was suddenly grabbed and raised.
She met a pair of eyes that were as dark as an abyss and could not be seen to the bottom.
"explain."
If you don't look carefully, you can't see it at all. There are small holes pierced in those bags.