Chapter 445

Even if the meal was made out of the ordinary way, they still ate a lot.

Even the Secretary has a holiday. If you order more takeout, there will be a delivery man, which will destroy the formation of the two people's world.

No, No.

It doesn't look good, but it still tastes good.

Lin manyue still believes in her cooking skills.

When dealing with restaurants and kitchens, the big guys don't want Lin manyue to interfere.

Sitting with nothing to do, Lin manyue ran to the kitchen and stood behind the dishwasher, hugging his waist from behind.

The hand that washes a dish, his lip side unconsciously cocks up, did not say her.

Of course, I know that she came in. There are only two people in the family. The sound is not small when she runs.

Lin Man Yue put her face on his back. He took the dishes and put them into the disinfected cupboard. She still didn't step back and follow him.

The area of the kitchen is not very large. When two people walk in front of and behind like this, he is worried that she will bump into them and walk very slowly.

After treatment, he cleaned the oil stains on his hands with hand sanitizer.

With the water index finger in front of him, on the back of her hand, "OK, to go out, you can let go."

"I don't want to. I want to hold it like this."

If she likes it, he'll let her.

Sheng hanxuan opened the kitchen door to the maximum for fear that she would be hit.

Slowly out, all the way to the flat good, to the stairs, he stopped.

Ask: "OK?"

The stairs are really difficult to walk. Even if he slows down, the stairs will inevitably collide.

"No, you go." Lin Man Yue said, adding strength to her hand.

I'm afraid he'll take her hand off.

Also don't think about, if he really want to take down, this strength can't resist at all.

With a slight sigh, Sheng hanxuan stepped out and stepped two steps.

The advantage of long legs is that it's not hard to look at even two steps.

In contrast, Lin manyue, who has slightly shorter legs, has taken a step with him online.

Maybe it's a tacit understanding. When he stepped on the other leg, he pressed her hand around his waist and took her up with him.

Success, didn't hit the handrail.

In this position, we finished the steps.

Her hand, still not let go.

One after the other, into the bedroom.

He asked: "bath, you first or I first?"

She didn't say anything. She just held him.

Silent answer, bath also don't put.

OK, let her.

After taking a bath, she came out of the bathroom and went to bed. She was still holding him from behind.

Face buried in his back, like holding the whole world.

Originally, he was preparing for a world of two people without any romantic atmosphere. He was a little flattered by her sticky reaction.

After being a mother, a lot of nature of little things are hidden.

Take on the responsibility of being a mother, as well as the big and small affairs of the Sheng family.

Others don't know. Sheng hanxuan knows that some troubles of the Sheng family have exceeded the load of her age.

"Sleep." His hand reached from the front to the back and touched her hair with difficulty.

"No

Her head moved along his hand, revealing her face.

His hand, on her face.

"If one day I become as selfish and cold-blooded as Xiang, will you still love me?"

Lin manyue asked.

She hated old man Xiang and was selfish. She only cared about her own interests and didn't consider other people's ideas.

This kind of thought is really inherited. Xiang Yilun is a little bit more or less, but it's not as serious as Xiang.

Genes are really wonderful.

As a matter of fact, Ms. Zhao Wenqing is very similar to Xiang Yilun in her personality. She is more serious in dealing with her own problems than Xiang Yilun.

Growing up, Ms. Zhao Wenqing has never followed the advice of her father, Lin Chengli, in educating her.

I used to think that I was determined to go my own way, or that learning music was for her good.To be honest, artists have a good reputation, and they are not too poor in funds.

Now I think that she didn't take the initiative to learn music. She knew what music she learned and what ideal she knew. Every day, I just want the teacher to assign less homework. I also have a vicious fantasy about which warrior blew up the school. Without the teaching building, she would not have to go to school.

Being an artist is not her choice.

Zhao Wenqing hoped that she would study music and become a musician abroad.

The plan couldn't keep up with the change, and music became a half key.

There are still some gains. I know many outstanding friends in music.

Lin manyue doubts that learning music is Zhao Wenqing's dream, which has been added to her.

Or, her biological father, is it about music?

Sheng hanxuan turns around, puts her in his arms and kisses her forehead.

"You are what you are, and what you become will always be you."

Lin manyue arched in his arms and found a comfortable posture.

Before answering the question of change, he made her speechless.

"Colder than me? My father wants to kill me. "

"..." Lin manyue wanted to nod and shake her head.

It's not that one family doesn't go into one family. He wants to kill his father, but she also wants to kill his father.

By comparison, it seems that he is a little bit colder... Ah, hey, what's worse than that? Why is he colder than that?

There is no cold-blooded competition in the world!

Two people in the world spent a night in a small nest, the next day Lin manyue sent Sheng hanxuan to the company, ah he was waiting at the door of the company.

Like the shift handover, Lin manyue's personal safety problem is in ahe's hands.

She didn't see her son all night, so she didn't stay outside and went home.

Grandma and Song Zi are very reasonable. They don't even ask why they didn't come back at night. They just put Sheng Baobao in Lin manyue's arms.

There is a special smell on her mother. Sheng Baobao bumps into her mother's arms and giggles.

This is the best sound in the world.

For Sheng Baobao's happiness and well-being, Lin manyue can really give everything.

Coaxing Sheng baby's house is full of laughter. Ren Jiaqi calls in, breaking Lin manyue's good mood.

"At full moon, I received an anonymous letter referring to amnesia medicine. I'm on my way to your house now."

Crow mouth is not, Lin manyue shouldn't tell Ren Jiaqi that amnesia medicine can't be hidden.

If she didn't say it, it might be quiet for a while.

Alas

Ren Jiaqi's car only stops outside the gate. When she comes in, she still has a smile on her face. Song Zi can't see the clue.

When they went upstairs and turned the stairs, their faces changed.

"There have always been loyal young listeners writing letters to" jiaqiyiyu ", and I also have the habit of reading letters. At the beginning, the letter was written by a primary and secondary school student, and the more I looked back, the more terrible it was." Ren Jiaqi took the letter out of the bag, just like taking a time bomb.