Luo Ziqing and Xiao you are noisy for a while. It's the blink of an eye in the evening. If Mengmeng doesn't knock on the door, they may still be noisy.

In the evening, naturally, Luo Ziqing was left for dinner. She was not polite at all. She nodded her head and agreed directly. Next to her, Xiao you said contemptuously, "I don't know. I thought you were hungry at home."

Luo Ziqing toward her Nunu mouth, walked over, took Li Yafeng's arm and said: "Li auntie, you see Xiao you, I hate you!"

"Well, don't pay attention to her. You can eat at home every day." From Ya Feng know these two people, also don't open to wear, clapped to clap her arm to say cheerfully.

Luo Ziqing defiantly stares at Xiao you.

Small leisurely also unwilling to show weakness of stare back.

Two people, you one eye me one eye, play together with a kindergarten children.

Mengmeng is followed by two younger brothers and sisters. Seeing his mother and Luo Ziqing, she helplessly helps her forehead and says to herself, "where is an adult, it's a child."

The star asked softly: "brother, what do you mean?"

Lu Xiao next to the appropriate knife, "brother said, mother and aunt like a child as naive."

The star is puzzling small brow, special and, as if suddenly realized, happy to say: "yes, also quarrel."

Luo Ziqing and Xiao you

Be despised by a few children, this face can be really lost.

Bai Mohan and Li Yafeng smile and say nothing.

This meal, perhaps with the previous one, the two mothers can be adults.

A meal time passed quickly, in the name of Xiaoyou to sleep, let these two people to roll out.

As soon as the man left, Xiao you took a bath comfortably. When Bai Mo Han came up, she was almost asleep.

Is trying to restrain themselves, Xiaoyou asked: "tomorrow, you go to the company?"

"Well," he said, opening the quilt and lying in, "I haven't been back for a long time. I'm sure I'll go tomorrow."

Xiaoyou nodded, suddenly thought of what she said with luoziqing today, she suddenly hesitated, bit her lip and said: "that, do you plan to go to various places this time?"

Without waiting for him to answer, Xiao you immediately said, "no matter whether you go or not, I intend to stay here all the time and never go anywhere."

It's too thrilling for xindiguo. She doesn't have the courage to go through it again. Besides, it's too tiring.

Bai Mohan went over, took Xiaoyou in his arms, patted her on the shoulder and said, "I've been here for three years. I've almost run all the places I need, so I should have a rest."

"You are old." Xiaoyou said this without thinking.

White Mo Han immediately frowns, quite serious looking at her, "old? Where am I old? "

He took off his clothes and stood up.

Bai Mohan is the typical one. He looks thin in clothes and has meat in undressing. Xiao you's paws can't help touching and wiping. However, he says very hard: "I'm old. My children are seven or eight years old. In a few years, he will be able to take over your class."

"So, I'm very old?" White ink cold special and narrow eyes, dangerous like the mountain eyes with green light wolf.

Don't know danger slowly come of small leisurely stiff neck, have a matter of fact of nod, "right, old, very old."

Just for a moment, the smile on her face slowly petrified, white ink cold eyes too dangerous, dangerous to what seems to happen.

The next second, her whole body was thrown on the bed, and a smile poured out on the man's face. Her voice was like the feeling of tens of thousands of insects constantly crawling. It was itchy. Xiaoyou murmured: "you..."

Just, the next second, all the words were mercilessly swallow back.

A night of spring.

The next week, Bai Mohan was busy with the company's affairs and finished other things in the hands of the people at the bottom.

As for Xiaoyou, she didn't take over Gong's side before, so she didn't need to do anything.

Luo Ziqing didn't see Xiaoyou for a long time. She harasses Xiaoyou every day in the next few days. She is famous for cultivating her feelings.

Half a month passed in the blink of an eye. What makes Xiaoyou feel strange is that baimohan has always been very strange.

It should be said that in addition to Bai Mohan, the other three people in the family are also very strange.

Luo Ziqing still harasses her as usual. Xiao you can't figure it out by himself. He simply asks Luo Ziqing, "I'll tell you something. You can analyze it for me."

"Well, you say." Luo Ziqing nodded, picked up the apple on the table and asked her while chewing it.

Xiaoyou is a little speechless, can't you be more serious?

Forget it, it's still important.

Pondering for a moment, thinking about the strangeness of the family these days, she frowned and said: "recently, several people in my family are very strange. I can't describe what it is, but I'm sure it's very strange."Luo Ziqing obviously didn't believe it. She reached for her head and murmured to herself, "no fever."

Xiaoyou angry molar, she looks very normal, OK!

Xiaoyou angrily shakes off luoziqing's hand, "it's really strange, OK?"

"I think you're strange." Luo Ziqing gave her a white look, and the apple creaked.

What do you mean, she's strange!

Xiaoyou didn't want to talk so much with her. Thinking about these days, she explained one by one: "I always feel very busy. Every time I want to say something to my two children and my mother, I always find a way out."

Those bit by bit accumulate, small you can't help but think of.

Despite this explanation, Luo Ziqing still doesn't believe her.

In the afternoon, Luo Ziqing left, and several people in the family were not at all.

Xiaoyou felt very surprised. He waited until dark, but no one came back.

I've been sitting on the sofa, feeling embarrassed and thinking about it all the time.

She finally couldn't help it. She dialed Li Yafeng and asked, "Mom, where are you?"

There faltered for a long time, or said: "we eat out."

What about her?

Forget about her?

At this moment, Xiaoyou's heart is very uncomfortable, that kind of autumn wind bleak feeling.

However, it is impossible to yell, only to say: "OK, I see."

Have no mind to wait, don't want to call white ink cold, straight upstairs, stuffy put himself in the quilt, intend to sleep.

When she woke up, she only felt a sound outside.

Slowly down the stairs, when the eyes touch the bottom of the scene, can not help but cover his mouth.

Don't let your tears fall, white ink cold suit, elegant and handsome appear in front of you, and behind is the bright candlelight dinner.

Flickering candle, in a trance, the delicate outline of white ink cold is intoxicating.

"Wife, today is our wedding anniversary."