Mother and son bickering

Yan Rongrong also woke up, but as soon as she opened her eyes, she saw Si Boheng's perfect profile. She subconsciously reached out and touched it, and then closed her eyes again.

Si Boheng looked down at her, and when he saw that she had fallen asleep again, he raised his chin towards Tang Yunyan, signaling her to get up quickly.

Tang Yunyan sat on the bed angrily and patted the seat next to her.

"Such a big place, you put it here, I'm still sleepy, I haven't woken up yet."

Si Boheng said with a dark face, trying to lower his voice.

"Don't you know what you look like when you sleep?"

Tang Yunyan's eyes suddenly glared, and she pointed her finger at Si Boheng.

"You stinky boy, do you know who I am? You are my child, why do you dislike me so much?"

She actually felt a little guilty, remembering that every morning when she got up, she either lay on Si Qian or put her legs on his chest. She pouted and got off the bed silently.

After taking a closer look at Yan Rongrong, he felt that he definitely didn't really press Rongrong, definitely didn't, this brat was just deliberately squeezing her.

Si Boheng gently put Yan Rongrong on the bed and helped her tidy up her clothes. When he was about to get up, his neck tightened.

Yan Rongrong muttered with her snow-white arms around his neck.

"Don't go"

Tang Yunyan widened her eyes, and the depression on her face just now was swept away. She looked at them with a smile and relief.

Geng Huan pulled her, wanting to pull her away, but she didn't want to go.

"Wait a little longer, I'll see if Rongrong will flirt."

Geng Huan frowned, exerted force on his hands, and pulled Tang Yunyan away. She didn't want to stay here as a light bulb, and she didn't want the wife to be a light bulb.

Tang Yunyan was still dissatisfied with being pulled away.

"Oh, Huanhuan, why are you pulling me? What if your young master, that old iron tree, doesn't know how to seize the opportunity? I have to watch him?"

Geng Huan looked at Tang Yunyan.

"If the young master seizes the opportunity, won't you beat him up afterwards?"

Tang Yunyan's expression froze. Of course she had to beat him up. She had to beat him up for not caring about her grandson!

In the room, Si Boheng stopped above Yan Rongrong, watching her long eyelashes tremble and her lips tightly pursed.

He smiled and gently touched the trembling eyelashes with his fingers.

"Can you still sleep?"

Yan Rongrong's eyelashes trembled more violently, and she quietly opened her eyes a crack, but when she met Si Boheng's gaze, she quickly closed her eyes and muttered softly.

"I haven't seen you for a day. I miss you."

Si Boheng's eyes suddenly darkened, and his body lowered a little, and his nose tip almost touched Yan Rongrong's nose tip.

"What did you say? I didn't hear you clearly."

Yan Rongrong bit her lip and tried to turn her head away.

He was so close to her, how could she pretend to sleep? Her heart was pounding, nervous and expectant.

Yan Rongrong herself didn't know what she was expecting. She opened her eyes and looked at Si Boheng, very seriously, and said word by word.

"I haven't seen you for three hours. I... baby misses you."

The girl's soft and sticky voice seemed to touch Si Boheng's heart gently. Although she said baby misses you, her hands were still around Si Boheng's neck.

Even though Si Boheng was getting closer and closer to her, she didn't let him go because of shyness or discomfort. Yan Rongrong's eyes were very beautiful, black and bright, and if Si Boheng could still hold back when being stared at by such a pair of eyes, he would really not be a normal man.

He lowered his head, kissed the girl's lips gently, and then slowly moved to her ear. The warm breath kissed the cochlea, and Yan Rongrong heard his hoarse and gentle voice.

"I just walked out of the house this morning and I started to miss you."

Yan Rongrong trembled, raised her neck slightly, and closed her eyes to respond to him.

In the living room, Tang Yunyan sat on the sofa with her legs crossed, holding her mobile phone to check various messages, and looked back at the bedroom from time to time.

She seemed a little anxious and looked at Geng Huan and said.

"Do you think that boy can't really control himself? How long has it been? Why hasn't he come out yet?"

Geng Huan didn't speak, sitting there like a piece of wood.

What she was actually thinking about at this moment was whether to notify the old man. If the old man called, it should be able to stop the young master from making mistakes.

Aunt Wen brought a pot of soup to the dining table and said very calmly.

"Don't worry about eating. Rongrong will protect the baby in her belly. Nothing will happen. Come and eat quickly."

Tang Yunyan came over and said to Aunt Wen.

"Xiao Wen, go and call Rongrong and that brat to come out for dinner."

The smile on Aunt Wen's face froze. Why did she have to do this? But looking at Geng Huan, she was sure that she couldn't rely on him. As a lady, it was not appropriate to knock on the door. If she really disturbed her son's good deeds, it would be bad.

She went to knock on the door resignedly, but there was no response from inside after knocking several times, so Aunt Wen had to shout again in a low voice.

"Rongrong, Master, it's time for dinner."

After shouting, she didn't care whether the people inside came out or not, and went back to the kitchen directly. Doing such a thing was simply too immoral.

Seeing Aunt Wen come back, Tang Yunyan asked.

"Are they coming out?"

Aunt Wen shook her head and went to the kitchen to serve the dishes.

About four or five minutes later, all the dishes were served on the table, and Yan Rongrong and Si Boheng came out.

Yan Rongrong greeted everyone with a smile, and Si Boheng sat down directly.

Tang Yunyan quickly reached out to pull her to sit next to him.

But Si Boheng said in a deep voice.

"Come sit here"

Yan Rongrong was very obedient and walked to sit next to him.

Tang Yunyan's face turned black.

"Can't you speak to Rongrong gently? Do you want to kneel on the washboard?"

Si Boheng put two beans and a fried dumpling in Yan Rongrong's bowl and said lightly.

"Rongrong is soft-hearted, my dad is a bit unlucky."

Tang Yunyan glared at him immediately, stopped eating, and rolled up her sleeves to argue with him.

"You little bastard, what do you mean?"

Si Boheng also put a fried dumpling in Tang Yunyan's bowl and smiled.

"It's nothing. Don't worry. I don't sympathize with him. I just want him to be happy."

Yan Rongrong was afraid that the mother and son would really quarrel, so she quickly picked up a piece of beef and put it in Tang Yunyan's bowl.

"Auntie, try this beef. Auntie Wen's beef is delicious. Come on and eat it."

Seeing Yan Rongrong smoothing things over, Tang Yunyan finally calmed down. She snorted at Si Boheng.

"Stinky boy, we have been in love for more than 30 years. Are you jealous?"

Si Boheng looked up at Yan Rongrong and chuckled.

"I used to be very envious, but not now."

Yan Rongrong almost swallowed the piece of beef in her mouth because of this sentence. She looked up and met Si Boheng's gentle and affectionate eyes. She pursed her lips and smiled at him.

Tang Yunyan felt that she must bring her partner with her next time she came here to eat, otherwise she would not be able to quarrel with her son and suffer a lot.

She quickly changed the subject.

"By the way, did you invest in Zhang Rui's variety show?