Chapter 389

Children like little guys who eat, drink, play and sleep every day can be inspired by Xiaobao.

This is also where Qin Yiyue hopes the little guy can learn.

However, the wish is beautiful.

The specific effect depends on whether the little guy is willing to learn.

She doesn't insist on these things. The little guy is still young and there are countless possibilities in the future. What she can do is to let him contact more people and things so that he can choose the future according to his hobbies.

Qin Yiyue made a pot of tea and sat on the rattan chair on the balcony, thinking about what he Qiao banquet might face today.

His relatives have stood idly by for nearly ten years, watching him tangle, pain and struggle. What should he do?

If he hadn't trusted his relatives too much, how could it take so long to find out what happened in those years, and he wouldn't know until now that what really bothered him was his relatives.

When Qin Yiyue thought of this, he hated his family.

How could they be so cold-blooded and cold-hearted.

Qin Yiyue's eyes were sore at the thought of He Qiao's party.

After a while, a pair of powerful arms surrounded her waist, and a strong smell of tobacco jumped into Qin Yiyue's nose.

Qin Yiyue turned his head and whispered, "local tyrant."

The banquet held her on her lap and hugged her hard, as if she wanted to embed her in her own body.

Qin Yiyue also hugged him hard, so that her arms hurt, and she didn't let go.

"Local tyrant, I'm still here. You're not alone. You still have me, Xiaobao and Yuyu."

He Qiaoyan took a few deep breaths before slowly loosening the little woman in his arms.

He was very glad that she came back to him at this time, and she was still with him.

This little woman who has been very warm in his life from the beginning.

Until now, she is the most reassuring to him.

He Qiao banquet whispered: "Yueyue, thank you for coming back, thank you for forgiving me."

"We are husband and wife. As long as you don't annoy me, I will forgive you."

"Fool."

Qin Yiyue saw his tight jaw and looked very tired. He stopped his impulse to ask the next thing, "have you eaten? I'll give you hot dishes."

"Not hungry, a little tired."

"Then take a bath and get some sleep. When you wake up, nothing will happen."

"Yes." he Qiaoyan stood up and walked in the direction of the master bedroom.

When Qin Yiyue saw this, he reflected what she had just said.

In this way, she and Joe's banquet are basically completely reconciled.

Qin Yiyue rubbed his face and made peace. There's nothing to pinch.

She still has him in her heart and he still loves her. That's enough.

As for those dog blood and misunderstandings, it's OK to explain clearly. You don't have to keep pimples.

Life is not easy. Why live with great hatred every day.

Her character is not like this.

After Qin Yiyue figured it out, he went into the kitchen and heated a bowl of porridge and four cups of milk.

After serving two cups to the two children, he took a bowl of porridge and two cups of milk back to the room.

The congratulatory banquet just came out of the bathroom.

There was no bathrobe and clothes to change, so he took a bath towel and came out.

The hair was still wet and dripping.

Qin Yiyue didn't expect that as soon as she came in, she saw a picture of a beautiful man taking a bath. She couldn't help swallowing her saliva. Her eyes didn't dare to peek at He Qiao's body.

But Yu Guang could still see his evenly distributed body, flexible and masculine, and his eight abdominal muscles were arrogant and beautiful on his lower abdomen.

The drops of water dropped on his chest, slid down his body and slowly penetrated into the place wrapped by the bath towel.

The lazy voice of Heqiao banquet sounded in my ears, "have you seen enough? If not, I don't mind taking down the bath towel."

Qin Yiyue coughed a few times and quickly looked away, "have a meal."

"I want you more now."

"As a disabled person who has just been stabbed in the heart, you still have spare no effort to roll the sheets." Qin Yiyue glanced sideways at the He Qiao banquet, and his little face was still red.

"Don't you want to? I heard that women are like wolves when they are thirty. Yueyue, you are exactly thirty this year. Don't you want to do it at all?"

"Who do you think has those things in mind?" Qin Yiyue stared at he Qiaoyan coyly, feeling that her face was even hotter.

Although she is the mother of a child, she has no other experience except having a close relationship with Heqiao banquet.

A weak willed person like her can easily be provoked by the Heqiao banquet.

He Qiaoyan looked at her beautiful appearance with eyes flowing, and couldn't help leaning forward and kissing her.

Originally, I just wanted to taste it, but as soon as I touched the soft lip, I forgot my original intention.

Qin Yiyue smelled the smell of his breath, no longer resisted, and devoted herself to the long overdue kiss.

Until the sound of milk came from the door, the two people reluctantly separated.

When they looked over, they saw the little guy standing at the door with a confused face, "Mommy, Dad, what are you doing?"

Qin Yiyue's face was even hotter. He pushed away the He Qiao banquet, walked over and picked up the little guy, "have you finished learning with your little brother?"

"Mi yes, I want to pee." the little guy said. A pair of small meat hands touched Qin Yiyue's powdered face, "Mommy, your face is so hot."

Qin Yiyue gently pinched the little guy's ass, "Mommy takes you to pee."

"Uh huh."

After being crossed by the little guy, the charming atmosphere has dissipated a lot just now.

After eating porridge and milk, he went to gargle and lay in bed.

Qin Yiyue put the little guy back in his study. When he came back, he saw that he Qiaoyan had lying down and made a uniform sound of breathing.

Qin Yiyue took the bowls and cups to the kitchen to wash them. Looking at the blue and black eyes of He Qiao banquet, he sighed gently.

The truth of some things is that she doesn't know how good it would be in her life, just like she doesn't know that she would rather hate her. He Qiaoyan doesn't know how good it is that his relatives are behind the tragedy of he qiaonian and his ten-year life.

If you don't know, you can continue to trust them foolishly and continue to live a life without burden but eager to know the truth as soon as possible.

Qin Yiyue couldn't tell which life state was better.

When young, love and hate are always clear. If you like someone, you will give them all the good. If you don't like someone, you will turn around and like someone again.

As you get older, it's no longer so simple.

There are fewer and fewer people who really hide in their hearts. It's a pity to disappear one, not to mention the closest person lost at the Heqiao banquet# 160;

Qin Yiyue took off his shoes and went to bed. He lay next to Qiao's banquet, holding his hand gently.

Put your head on his shoulder and close your eyes gently.

At the same time, he Qiaoyan slowly opened his eyes, and the thin streamer at the bottom of his eyes was as bright as a river of stars.

Before long, he closed his eyes again.