Chapter 577

"What's the matter?"

Looking back at Zhou Xingchen, Liang Jia's eyes flickered.

Big hand stroked Liang Jia's hair, Zhou Xingchen's thin lip slightly hooked, "Jia Jia, have you forgotten? Today is our wedding anniversary. "

wedding day?

Her eyelashes trembled slightly. Liang Jia stared at Zhou Xingchen's eyes for a moment, and her red lips opened. Liang Jia's face was so moved that she wanted to cry that she had a smile on her face. "Do you mean? This is... My wedding anniversary with you? "

Zhou Xingchen smiles, "what do you say?"

Taking the flowers to the front, Liang Ruian and Zhou Fu slowly came to Liang Jia, "Xiao Jia, don't blame Xing Chen for not telling you our arrival. He wanted to surprise you. "

Put the fragrant rose in Liang Jia's hand. Liang Ruian's face is much better. A smile blooms on her dignified face. She pats Liang Jia's hand and says, "happy anniversary."

Liang Jia took Liang Ruian's rose and said with a smile, "thank you."

Thank you for bringing him to me. If it wasn't for Zhou Xingchen's surprise, Liang Jia would not have remembered that the days had passed so long.

Now think about it, a long time has passed since they signed their first marriage certificate.

In the past five years, there have been so many incredible things. She has changed her appearance. He can accompany her around. He even follows her to London to give her the best care and wedding.

The flowers that smell the roses smell of flowers. Liang Jia looks at Xia Zhi Yang and the other waiters, and sends flowers to her hands. Her heart really wants to make complaints about Zhou Xingchen's old land, but she feels moved.

After all, Zhou Xingchen can remember the days she has forgotten. She really feels very grateful.

The slender hand is combined with Zhou Xingchen's hand. Liang Jia purses her lips and smiles at Zhou Xingchen. Her eyes are full of infinite tenderness.

Thousands of words, all in silence.

It's getting late, and everyone's interest is very high. Zhou Xingchen and Liang Jia have a strong affection for each other for a long time, and then they hold up the spirited little boy and invite everyone to dinner.

Walking while talking to Zhou Xingchen, Liang Jia in the glass looks so happy.

The beautiful Danfeng's eyes narrowed, and the transparent glass showed a man's handsome face. The black pupil reflected Liang Jia's delicate white face. The man sat in the wheelchair and pursed his lips tightly.

The finger tapped the wheelchair gently, and he suddenly murmured, "where's the crazy woman before?"

The man next to him quickly lowered his head and replied, "young master, we have sent someone to arrest her, and we have given a sum of money to the people over there to buy her."

"Good." Black pupil across a trace of killing, Ouyang Ye's eyes which have half of the pure, "you send a few people, the summer qiner to solve it."

He half closed his eyes and said, "anyway, I don't want her in front of Jia Jia's eyes, you know?"

"Yes, young master."

Today's dinner was planned by Zhou Xingchen. Originally Liang Jia thought it was a dinner for their mother and son, but unexpectedly he called all the family members over for a family dinner.

Knowing that she had no family affection since she was a child, Zhou Xingchen is doing his best to take care of her best family affection.

In fact, since she gave birth to Siyan, she has been very satisfied. What's more, there is a little baby in her stomach. She really thinks that there is nothing happier than this.

The night is deep.

The lights in the room began to go out, leaving only a few small lights dotted the living room.

Christmas is coming. A big Christmas tree has been brought to the room. Liang Jia's slender hand caresses her abdomen. She sits on the soft sofa and looks at the boy's movements. Seeing that the boy is looking for the stars, Liang Jia smiles helplessly.

Pulling Zhou Xingchen, Liang Jia watched the little boy's figure slowly climb up the stairs, and her face was instantly full of worry, "Siyan, be careful."

It's really... It's really heartbreaking to keep trying to hang the stars.

Seeing that Zhou Siyan slowly climbed the ladder and hung the stars on the top of the Christmas tree, Liang Jia's mouth began to smile, "Siyan, hang slowly, don't worry."

After hanging the stars steadily, Zhou Siyan jumped down the ladder, almost frightened the nanny beside him.To quickly run over into Liang Jia's arms, Zhou Siyan handsome young face showed a smile, "no, I also want to read a story to my sister!"

"You, you, don't be naughty." Holding the little boy in her arms, Liang Jia pinched her son's face. "Moreover, how do you know if mommy's sister is not her brother?"

"In my opinion, he just lacks a lesson," he pulled Zhou Siyan out of Liang Jia's arms by holding the boy's collar. Zhou Xingchen's face darkened for a moment.

This guy is robbing his wife every day.

"Zhou Siyan, do you know that if you are so annoyed and pester Mommy every day, you won't do something else well? Look at you. You're three years old. You even want your mother to hold you! "

Big hands cover the little boy's buttocks, and Zhou Xingchen is about to beat him down.

"You dare to jump down such a high ladder, and you are not afraid to break your leg."

"Don't hit me!" Zhou Siyan's little hand swayed in the air, trying to grab Zhou Xingchen's clothes and climb up, "help, Mommy, the old man is bullying the children and is going to murder his husband!"

With a sneer, Liang Jia could not help laughing.

This kid, what kind of TV play is he watching.

"All right, all right!" Stroking her belly, Liang Jia could no longer help but bring people down from Zhou Xingchen. "You two should stop fooling around. Can I have a snack?"

Let people bring the story book, Liang Jia spread the book in front of the little boy, "Zhou Siyan, I tell you, don't follow your grandfather to watch some messy TV dramas, Dad beat you, not to murder my husband, my husband, is to describe my husband, you know?"

Seeing that Zhou Siyan was angry, Liang Jia had no choice but to smile, "Zhou Siyan, don't you want to read a story to my sister? Not yet? "

As the night gets deeper and deeper, the stars on the Christmas tree are shining. Liang Jiaci looks lovingly at the little boy in her arms and listens to him reading stories with a smile

How beautiful everything looks.

In the dead of night, Zhou Xingchen suddenly opens his eyes in his sleep and straightens up carefully. He looks back at Liang Jia and Zhou Siyan who are sleeping on the bed, and his eyes are soft.

But just a moment later, Zhou Xingchen suddenly stood up from his bed.

Pushing the door open, he walked quietly out of the room.