Song Song had just climbed out of bed, wearing only a cute pair of pajamas underneath, with a thin trench coat over it. Her hair was ssy, she hadn’t put in her contact lenses, she had just eaten a lot of junk food, and hadn’t even brushed her teeth...
In this state, she thought, surely he wouldn’t take her to et anyone, right?
Song Song knew that struggling now would be useless, so she simply did nothing, lazily sitting there, her eyes watching the road flash by in front of her—
She casually asked, "Where are we going now?"
"Didn’t I just say? I’m taking you to elope—"
"Pfft, stop joking around, will you?" She didn’t believe him at all.
Xiao Jinghuai paused slightly, "You haven’t seen Bao Bei for a long ti, don’t you miss him?"
"...Miss him? Of course I do!"
Song Song’s eyes suddenly brightened, thinking of Bao Bei ward her heart. How has he been this past month?
Has he turned into a little tyrant again, strutting around school...
Hmph! She went to volunteer as a teacher and didn’t tell him a word, would he be mad when he sees her?
"Bao Bei, have you been well this past month? Has he ntioned ?"
Xiao Jinghuai’s eyes flashed with a hint of light, "No, why should he ntion you? Who are you to him?"
"...I, I’m his teacher, of course!"
Isn’t he just asking a question he already knows the answer to?
As Bao Bei’s horoom teacher, it’s perfectly normal for her to ask such a question, so what’s with his cold response!
Xiao Jinghuai chuckled, "Don’t you know that Bao Bei hates teachers the most? Are you an exception...?"
Uh, Song Song suddenly began to understand what he ant.
Bao Bei liked her, always viewing her as a girlfriend, and she still hadn’t had a good talk with him about that—
She’s glad to have such young admiration, but it seems a bit too immature.
Not long after, Xiao Jinghuai took Song Song to the villa halfway up the mountain.
In the car, Song Song looked at the house, still brightly lit, and murmured, "It should be late, right? Why is it still so bright? Doesn’t Bao Bei go to sleep?"
"He’s waiting for you!"
Xiao Jinghuai suddenly retorted.
"Uh, waiting for ?"
Song Song was stunned for a mont, but once she realized, she hurriedly flew out of the car like a little bird and rushed inside—
Once she entered the hall, she indeed saw Bao Bei’s chubby little body lying on the sofa, sucking his thumb, looking incredibly adorable.
When Song Song saw this, her heart lted completely, she walked over to cuddle the soft little thing in her arms, but fearing he might suddenly wake up, she was extra cautious.
But no matter how careful she was, she still disturbed the little guy who was a light sleeper to begin with.
Slling the familiar scent, Bao Bei slowly opened his eyes, but when he saw Song Song, he didn’t show any surprise; instead, there was an indescribable emotion in his eyes—
"...Bao Bei, what’s wrong? Aren’t you happy to see ? I’m Little Song!"
Saying that, Song Song wanted to lean over and give him a kiss on his little face.
Sadly, Bao Bei quickly dodged, pushing her away with his little hands, then slid off Song Song and sat on the other sofa—
His chubby arms crossed, looking all grown-up, loaded with an unspeakable cuteness contrast.
Song Song felt sothing was off, she glanced at the man sitting on the sofa, puffing a cigarette, his expression seed overly serious as well.
"Bao Bei, what’s really wrong with you?"
"Is it because I left suddenly and ca back suddenly, that makes you unhappy?"
"..."
After a while, Bao Bei asked in a tender voice, "Are you Little Song now, or are you my stepmom?"
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