Xia Mu looked down at the cake she was holding, and had an inexplicable premonition that she had to eat this cake today, and even if she couldn't finish it...

But even with this feeling of being doomed, she was reluctant to give up the idea of ​​going to the baby's house to play all day. After all, she is a fan of her father, so how could she give up the opportunity to cook for her son?

The car slowly drove out of her community. This was the first time she saw Song Fuxing driving by herself. She didn't look like someone who didn't drive often.

The car was too quiet, there were not many cars on the road, and I encountered the red light at the intersection again. After stopping, it became even more quiet, as if there were only the two of them left in this world, and he could hear his breathing in silence.

Although Xia Mu was sitting upright, Yu Guang could still see his hands holding the steering wheel, with clear joints and slender appearance.

He had just held her fingers, but now when he thought about it, his fingers seemed to have the touch of his palm. He held her slightly but felt like she was being caught.

At this time, I really can't think about these things. The more I think about them, the more uncomfortable I feel, and even if I don't speak, it becomes ambiguous.

Xia Mu looked at the long red light. He went to Song Fuxing, even if the road was not blocked, it would take half an hour to drive, but it was not close.

She suddenly felt a little regretful, why didn't she let him go upstairs to rest for a while just now?

"Are you tired? Do you want me to drive?"

"I'm not tired." Song Fuxing looked at her after hearing this, as if she was not as tired as before.

Xia Mu met his gaze and inexplicably felt an indescribable and unexplained atmosphere flowing.

She panicked and quickly withdrew her gaze, finally realizing why she was so nervous when she was in his car, because this person never played music and didn't even listen to the radio.

Don’t everyone always make some noise when driving to relieve the embarrassment when not talking?

Why did he always get different? He caught her off guard by beating.

Don’t you think they will be very fucked when they don’t speak?

After a long silence, the red light ended and the car continued to drive forward.

Xia Mu couldn't help but glance at him and said tactfully: "Don't you listen to anything when you drive?"

Song Fuxing didn't quite understand, "What do you listen to?"

Xia Mu really didn't think he was doing it, and he didn't expect him to listen to any popular songs. When he looked at him, he couldn't help but feel a sense of superiority like "Son, you don't understand this, you are so old-fashioned~".

She smiled and said straightforwardly, "It's just listening to interesting radio, what's the kind that's fine to relieve boredom."

Song Fuxing turned the steering wheel and turned forward, looked at her, his eyebrows slightly raised, "Animal World?"

Sha Mu: “…”

Song Fuxing's lips curled slightly, and he laughed as if he was silent. "A visual program like the animal world should not be able to relieve the boredom when listening to audio."

Sha Mu: "=="

Do you have such a bad son?!

I reveal my father’s shortcomings openly and secretly, and I am not filial at all. Does my father want to be face-saving?!

Xia Mu didn't have the courage to explain the topic of boredom to him again, so he went to his house so hard.

Song Fuxing drove into the garage, moving in smoothly, and easily walked in. The location was just right, as clean and neat as he gave people.

Xia Mu couldn't help but look at him frequently. People said that men would be very handsome when driving skills were good. She didn't feel it before, but now she completely agreed with it. This gives people a feeling of being too stable and too safe.

Xia Mu was about to untie the seat belt, but Song Fuxing had reached out to untie her.

She quickly got out of the car with the cake in her arms. She originally wanted to pick up the vegetables, but she was afraid that the cake would be accidentally damaged.

Song Fuxing got out of the car from the other side, walked to her, drove the door and picked up the dishes inside, then reached out to get the cake, "I'll get it."

Xia Mu couldn't make him tired. He held the cake and refused to let go, and he was directly lifted up with the cake.

This felt so shocking that she had a deep understanding of the power gap between men and women.

Song Fuxing seemed a little surprised, too light, just like carrying a young rabbit, without much weight.

Xia Mu stood firmly in a little embarrassedly. Although the power gap was a bit huge, his father still had to stand up, and he spoke the tone of the elders who visited relatives during the New Year.

"No, no, you are so kind to me. It's not the first time I've arrived at your house. I'll just take it, it's not heavy at all."

Upon hearing this, Song Fuxing raised his eyebrows slightly, glanced at her, let go of his hand, "Okay."

There will be no other car in the private garage, so it is also very quiet, so quiet that Xia Mu feels a little uncomfortable.

After following Song Fuxing all the way to his doorstep, he looked at Song Fuxing, who was carrying vegetables in front of him and opening the door with the other hand, and became nervous inexplicably, and even a little confused. How could he stand at his doorstep now?

Everything happened suddenly, but she let it go so naturally, making her feel nothing wrong.

This is not the first time she has come to his house, but this time she is particularly nervous. They are really a bit like a couple who live a normal life.

However, Song Fuxing obviously didn't think there was anything wrong, so he opened the door and looked at her.

Xia Mu hurriedly carried the cake in. His house had not changed from before, but she was inexplicably restrained.

I followed Song Fuxing all the way to the kitchen and watched him put the dishes into the refrigerator one by one, but I didn't know what to do.

Now it’s not even seven o’clock, and it’s still far from lunch. What should I do for a long time in the middle?

Song Fuxing looked at the rabbit who was turning back, reached out to carry the cake in her hand, and placed it on the coffee table in the living room.

Xia Mu followed him like a little tail, walked to the sofa, very restrained.

"I'll deal with something first, you can play for a while."

That was really great. If she got along with him at such a close distance, she would be so nervous that her brain was not insufficient in blood supply and she would just pass by.

Song Fuxing leaned over and picked up the remote control, adjusted the channel for her, "Come to find me if you have anything to do, I'm in the study."

This tone is inexplicably close, and it seems that it is already very familiar to you.

Xia Mu was stunned for a while, nodded slightly, and watched Song Fuxing leave the living room.

The emotional and gentle male voice on TV slowly reached her ears. The TV screen was filled with animals running freely on the grassland, and it was the season after the rainy season...

OK, she couldn't wash it clean at him...

Xia Mu was so angry that he picked up the remote control and pressed hard to the morning news channel, and he must establish a good image of me in front of him.

Unfortunately, it didn't take long to hold on. It was so boring that she wanted to sleep.

There was no movement when Song Fuxing entered the study room.

She had to suspect that he came to him, but he just lacked a snail girl who cooked. In order to deceive her, she bought such a big cake. It was really good intentions...

The clock pointed to nine o'clock, and Xia Mu dozed several times, and somehow adapted to the place, completely treating her son's house.

When I got used to it, I couldn't help but care about the baby. When I thought of the red blood in his eyes, I felt distressed. I was so tired and had to continue working. It was too hard.

And I have been in the study for so long, and there is no movement at all, so I won’t just pass by, right?

Xia Mu was worried while he was free and looked at the cake on the coffee table. With a sudden inspiration, he directly dismantled the cake, cut it carefully, and put it all in thoughtfully with strawberries. It was full of fatherly love.

The door of the study was half-closed and it was not closed, and there was no sound inside.

Xia Mu knocked on the door lightly before pushing open the door and entering.

Song Fuxing was sitting at the desk, looking down at the documents in his hand, and hearing the sound, looking up, "What's wrong?"

Seeing that he was still sitting safely, Xia Mu felt relieved and picked up the cake in his hand, "Do you want to eat strawberry cake? I'll cut a piece for you."

Song Fuxing glanced at the cake on her hand, then looked up at her, "I want to eat it."

Xia Mu was just using cake as an excuse to see if he was fine, but he didn't expect that he really wanted to eat it. He took it in with relief, "You eat first, if it's not enough, I'll cut it for you."

Song Fuxing served the cake filled with strawberries, which looked very substantial, "I don't like eating strawberries very much. Can you help me eat it?"

Xia Mu looked at the cake covered with strawberries. It felt really sweet. He didn't like to eat it so sweet.

"Wait, then I'll get the plate."

"No need to be so troublesome, just eat it." He tied the strawberries with a fork and handed them over.

Seeing that he handed it over, Xia Mu couldn't refuse anymore. He took the fork in his hand and then bit it slightly, and saw the picture on the computer.

In the video, there were people sitting in a row around the conference table, which was connected abroad, and real-time connections. When she saw that she happened to meet these people's sight, she stopped halfway through the strawberry bite.

This is in a video conference…?!

The video conference on the computer was always connected. Song Fuxing had caught several big questions before, and everyone was preparing materials to answer the answers. Suddenly, he heard the girl's voice and thought it was auditory hallucination. When he heard Mr. Song's response, he realized that he was a woman, a woman in Mr. Song's house.

Then I heard that I wanted to eat strawberry cakes and something...

Everyone has been working with Song Fuxing for a long time, and when they hear this, they feel absurd.

How could someone who is as serious as Mr. Song eat cake? It’s still this sweet and greasy strawberry cake? This woman doesn’t understand a man like Mr. Song, it’s too ridiculous!

Then now a group of people looked at Song Fuxing on the screen and said they wanted to eat strawberry cake...

Xia Mu looked dumbfounded and ate strawberries in a daze, "Am I disturbing you? Why don't I go out to eat?"

"No, sit here and eat." Song Fuxing seemed to have completely misunderstood her meaning, and casually pulled a bench for her from behind, "Give it to me after eating the strawberries."

Xia Mu sat down in a daze.

However, Song Fuxing had no chance to interrupt her at the beginning, and it was even less likely that she would have time to eat cake.

She completely turned into a decoration, and she would interrupt them when she left. She sat too hard and could only eat the cake without embarrassingly, and held a video conference with him throughout the whole process...

She didn't know what was going on...

She obviously came over to take a look, but in the end she became a girlfriend who was stuck in her boyfriend's eyes. She was having a meeting in her work, and she had to sit next to him to eat cake...
Chapter completed!