MTL - My Son is a Transmigrated Prince-Chapter 86 086

After Song Yuan came out of the ward, he took a deep breath.

Fortunately, she is not that kind of impulsive temperament. Otherwise, as soon as she enters the ward, she will "reason" with Rong Hong, but at the end she is told that he only drinks bubble water for Rong Ting.

For more than two decades, Song Yuan has not been shameful, but she doesn't want to be too embarrassed in front of Rong Hong, because it will make her look stupid.

Fortunately, fortunately, she knows to confirm it, otherwise how to end?

Song Yuan took the bottle of sparkling water that Rong Ting mistakenly thought was wine, but he was thinking about the scene just now.

I have known Rong Hong for several years. What expression was on his face just now? Wrong, cautious and nervous, especially when he was still wearing a sick suit, without knowing why, she suddenly thought of the small, poor and helpless expression pack. She didn't hold back anymore, and she burst into laughter.

For the first time since she knew him, she saw such an expression on his face.

There was that mirror on the wall. She accidentally glanced over at the bright smile on her face, holding her head aside, smiling slightly, looking down at the bottle of bubble water, and there was a flash of smile in her eyes.

Rong Ting was sitting obediently on the bench in the corridor, watching his mother stepping out of the ward from a distance. He quickly got up, his eyes touched the wine in her hand, and he became nervous as soon as he walked to her. In front of him, he asked tentatively, "Mother, have you quarreled with your father?"

"No noise." This is exactly an oolong, and she is too cautious. As long as she can just calm down and think carefully, she should know that with Rong Yun's high standards for Rong Ting, he is impossible. Drink him!

Song Yuan unscrewed the bottle cap and, in Rong Ting's stunned look, drank several bubbles of water in one breath.

She really likes a brand of sparkling water. It's sweet, just like a soda. This one can be drunk ... it's not so sweet, but it's a little strange. Rong Ting has never drank sparkling water or drunk alcohol. The bottle of sparkling water is indeed a bit like a sake bottle. It is not surprising that Rong Ting misunderstood.

"Mother ..." Rong Ting widened her eyes.

Song Yuan shook the bubble water in the bottle and smiled, "This is not wine."

"Not wine?"

"It's really not wine, it's sparkling water, it's almost the meaning of aerated mineral water. It's water, not wine. I think you drank this water in the hot spring yesterday, and you saw it in the refrigerator in your father's room This is the same, he seems to like drinking this water very much. "Song Yuan thought for a while and said," Your father is not a person who likes drinking, I rarely see him drinking. "

Speaking of this, she felt that Rong Hong was a person who had no desire for anything except to be a good emperor.

There is nothing that I really like to eat, I don't like to drink, and I don't like to be lazy. In addition to reading, I have no hobbies.

In the harem before, she didn't think about it when she was in distress. It was a mistake for her to meet him. It is also possible that he thought so.

Song Yuan fell into meditation, but Rong Ting was reshaped once again like a worldview. He originally thought he had the potential for a thousand cups of intoxication. He thought he would drink very much. As a result, the father did not drink wine, but water? ? ?

What, it's too disappointing.

Thinking about this in his heart, Rong Ting didn't dare to show it. He still patted his chest with "hypocrisy", with a grateful look, "That's great, mother, don't be angry, I didn't drink, the wine was not good I wo n’t touch anything. ”He paused, feeling that he could n’t speak too much. Who knew what would happen in the future, he added,“ I will listen to my grandfather. Will touch. "

He's really clever.

Song Yuan glanced at him and saw through his mind in a minute, "You better do it."

"I must do what I say."

Mother and son went into the elevator.

In the ward, Rong Yue got out of bed and walked to the table where the small refrigerator was placed. He looked blank, opened the refrigerator, and still couldn't figure out what happened just now. It was strange that he was sure that he had read it right. She was really aggressive. When I walked in, for a second he suspected that she was going to yell at him, but it was only a few seconds. She changed her face faster than looking through the book ... What did she say to her, including her smile? It made him feel very uncomfortable.

Is she really just thirsty?

Didn't he really want to fight with him?

***

Rong Hong's purpose has been achieved, and there is no need to live in the hospital anymore. After the fever was over, he asked Sun Qiming to help him with discharge procedures.

The bitter plan is good or not. He hasn't seen it yet, but he should stop at whatever it is, not too much.

He is just a common cold and fever. If she stays in the hospital again, she will inevitably doubt it.

Song Yuan received a call from Xie Ya of the iron porcelain this day. Xie Yayue went to the hot spring in the neighboring city. She also had two friends to go with her. Xie Ya came to work this year. Xie Ya should be able to divide about one million. From the abject poverty to becoming a millionaire, Xie Ya was so happy that she didn't fall asleep for several nights. In addition, the year-end award was also considerable. So she booked a hot spring villa in the neighboring city for a night, and wanted to bring some girlfriends Go and enjoy together ~

Since graduation, Song Yuan has had fewer opportunities to meet her friends. Everyone is busy working on their own lives. There is no way to get together as often as in school. She wants to agree, but she wants to live in one. In the evening, she had no idea. Her parents were busy socializing and socializing during this time, and didn't have time to help her with her children ...

After much thought, she thought of Rong Hong.

If he was only Rong Hong, she would let him take Rong Ting for two days. After all, he was also Rong Ting's father, but he was still Xie Yun, and she didn't know whether to speak.

Song Yuan gritted his teeth and dialed Rong Hong's phone number.

The opportunity for friends to have time together is so rare that she really doesn't want to miss it.

Rong Hong was reading books and newspapers. The mobile phone on the table vibrated. He picked it up and glanced at the screen impatiently. When he saw the call from Song Yuan, he thought he was himself. I read it wrong, and looked at it sternly. After returning to God, he hurried up quickly. The speed of his speech was not too urgent, "Hey."

Song Yuan just held the idea of ​​trying it out, and said, "Well, do you have time tomorrow or the day after tomorrow? Are you busy?"

If he has no time, if he is busy, then forget it.

In the past, her parents did the same. When her mother was very busy and had no time to take her, her mother would call her father. Her father would take her when she had time, and would send it to her grandparents' home when she had no time.

Rong Hong was a little overwhelmed when he heard this.

Is this asking him to do something? His heartbeat suddenly accelerated, and the whole man was unconsciously with his back straight. Obviously, this happened, but he remained still.

In modern communication, this kind of silence is equivalent to rejection, Song Yuan is not surprised, and smiled again and said, "You don't have time, just forget it. That's it ..."

Before she finished speaking, she heard the person speaking very quickly and said, "No, no, there was something just now. You asked me if I have time tomorrow or the day after tomorrow, right? I have time, Not at all busy. "

"Do you really have time?" Song Yuan asked again.

"really have."

When he said that, Song Yuan was relieved, and he was not polite. "That's great. I have an appointment with my friend tomorrow. I don't have time to take care of Rong Ting. If you have time, take him. I Tell him, too, and he promised. "

Rong Ting is very sensible. Of course, it is best for him to be with his mother-in-law. However, the mother-in-law has his own affairs, and he will not be unreasonable. He can also be with his father.

...

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What is the mood like a roller coaster, this is it.

Rong Hong's expression calmed down, restored his former calmness, and said quietly, "OK."

Song Yuan was so happy that after hanging up the phone, she immediately announced in the girlfriends group that she was going.

She really has n’t played with her friends for too long!

Although it was only a two-day and one-night trip, Song Yuan was still very happy. She brought two sets of swimwear alone, put on a new dress bought this year, and put on a lap in front of Rong Ting, who was still practicing calligraphy. Ask him, "Do you look good?"

This is an apricot knit dress with a coat, which she particularly likes.

Rong Ting looked up and felt helpless. "Mother, if I remember correctly, I was by your side when you bought this skirt. You asked me, and I answered you."

"Why are you so impatient." Song Yuan raised his hand and squeezed his arms, looking distressed. "I was buying autumn clothes when it was autumn. It's been a year now, and I may be fat. Some, the effect worn at that time may be different from the effect worn now. "

Rong Ting only felt that he was under pressure that his age should not be.

He had to say, "It looks good."

The clothes on this side look weird, but after a long look, I'm used to them.

Song Yuan also knew that asking Rong Ting was asking and asking in vain. Don't look at him being six years old, but at a young age, he already possesses the characteristics of a straight steel man. He said that she was good-looking and perfunctory.

If it wasn't the only woman in the room who was panting, she wouldn't have caught a child asking.

"Forget it." Song Yuan turned around, "I don't ask you, you concentrate on practicing calligraphy. I want to make a manicure myself, a new year!"

She walked to the bedroom. Rong Ting still held a writing brush in her hand and looked at her back. He couldn't help smiling.

Maybe it was a good thing that the mother-in-law went out to play with her friends. At least, she seemed to be happy again.

Rong Ting looked at the rice paper spread on the table again, and seriously wrote four big characters on the paper——

Smile often.

May the mother smile and laugh.