Yang Lihua accompanied the children's painting to see the photo album. Shen Qianshu was also worried. He left the children's painting alone in Yang Lihua and left them alone.

She stood in the study with Yeling and looked at Yang Lihua talking with children's paintings in the garden. Yeling asked, "are you not afraid of her hurting children's paintings?"

"She won't." Shen Qianshu said, walked over, gently hugged Yeling, with his cheek against his chest. Yeling naturally hugged her, gently patted her on his back, and Shen Qianshu looked up at him and laughed again.

"What are you laughing at?"

"Are you worried about children's paintings?"

"Don't worry."

Lying, duplicity, obviously so worried about children's painting, but don't admit it, awkward sir.

She cushioned her feet and kissed Ye Ling's lips, sending out a sweet and greasy smell. Women in love are always so sweet and always tease him intentionally or unintentionally, "Sir, are you going to see a movie tonight?"

"Good!"

In the evening, the security system upgrade should also be over.

"I'll take you to a good place." Shen Qianshu said with a smile.

"OK."

Shen Qianshu came downstairs, and the children's painting was holding hamburger, as if thinking, "Mommy..."

"What's the matter?"

"She seems to know I'm not her son."

Shen Qianshu was stunned and rubbed the hair of Tong Hua. "Whether she knows it or not, you respect her as a mother, you know? In those days, Mommy didn't know you were her own son, and she also regarded you as her own love."

"OK, I know." Tong Hua said cleverly that he could also feel Yang Lihua's love for him.

Yeling and Shen Qianshu didn't stay at home for dinner. They went out for a date wearing a couple's outfit. The child painting waved his small fist and wanted to go with him. Yeling put an index finger on his forehead and said, "go find your girlfriend!"

"I'm only seven years old. Where did I get my girlfriend?"

"If you don't, go find it!"

"God, you parents who encourage your seven-year-old son to fall in love are going to be asked by the head teacher to talk, do you know!"

Shen Qianshu couldn't help laughing. Every day, he either looked at children's paintings and night tombs or night tombs and children's paintings.

"Is this the good place you said?"

A very hot commercial street, night market, a sea of people.

Yeling is the most annoying place with many people.

Many people mean messy, dirty, noisy, and he doesn't like it.

"When I first met you, I felt that my husband was like a man who didn't eat human fireworks. I thought that one day I would pull Li down from the altar and take you to taste the world. Now I finally achieved my wish." Shen Qianshu and Yeling intertwined their fingers and whispered, "Sir, I will supply you with what you miss."

"What did I miss?"

"A young, innocent love." Shen Qianshu smiled and said that she thought the first half of Yeling's life must be full of boredom and darkness, all kinds of violence and blood, which is a world different from her.

He missed all the good things in his youth.

The goddess in white, walking in the campus, the breeze is gentle and comfortable. When falling in love, she walks in video games and the madness in the night market. He missed the whole childhood. On a whim, she wanted to accompany him and fill this blank time.

"I..." no regrets.

Yeling thought that he didn't regret the missing youth and love.

Between lightning and flint, he could feel the deep meaning of Shen Qianshu, but he didn't regret at all.

Human fireworks, not as good as her.

With her, all his imperfections will be in the past.