Tan Yutong is lying on the bed, and his pajamas with short skirts show his beautiful back and legs as bright as jade. The two legs are bent playfully, swinging back and forth. The smile on the face is bright and lovely.

This is the scene Mo Chongyan saw when he came out of the bathroom. He swallowed hard in his throat. A pair of eyes narrowed up, light shadow hanging down, cover away the faint green light.

"Wife, what are you looking at? It's so funny. " Mo Chongyan walked quickly to the bedside, his voice was dumb. Tan Yutong didn't notice the difference of Mo Chongyan. Without looking back, he said with a smile:

"ha ha, I like those stars very much since I was a child. I feel that they are very cool. I didn't expect that I could experience the feeling of celebrities this time."

Tan Yutong said in a light voice. The appearance of eyebrows flying makes Mo Chongyan stunned. He didn't seem to care much about the life that Tan Yutong really wanted. All along, it's Tan Yutong who takes care of the family and herself.

And I take these things for granted. The shame is that I don't even know what my wife likes to do. Mo Chongyan thought of these things, a faint sense of guilt welled up in his heart.

For a time, the heart of those messy beautiful ideas will be washed very light very light.

Mo Chongyan pulls up Tan Yutong and holds him in his arms. "Wife, I'm sorry." Mo Chongyan's eyes are full of guilt. He is not a qualified husband.

It is Tan Yutong to hear him apologize, some froze. "What's the matter? All of a sudden, "he said Tan Yutong doesn't like this feeling. It's like two people are very strange. They are not familiar with each other at all.

"Wife, am I not good to you at all? I don't know what you like to do. " Mo Chongyan said, his voice full of guilt.

Tan Yutong was also stunned. Because of Mo Chongyan's words, Tan Yutong suddenly thought of the dreams he had when he was young. To be a star, to be a cook, to be a painter and so on, although she is a trivial person, she has really worked hard for it.

It's just that, later on, too many things happened. She washed her hands and made soup for Mo Chongyan, gave birth to children for Mo Chongyan, and later wanted to wander when she was sad. Those dreams have long been buried in the corner of time.

Tan Yutong did not move, let Mo Chongyan circle himself. Silent for a long time, just a faint smile. "That was a long, long time ago." Tan Yu Tong said, his eyes are not as bright as when he was young. "Now, I hope our family and LeLe don't have any more trouble."

Tan Yutong said, turning to embrace Mo Chongyan. "Husband, how can I talk about this?" Mo Chongyan hugs Tan Yutong. "It's nothing. It's just that I suddenly think of you all these years. You've been around us all the time. You haven't thought much about yourself." Mo Chongyan's voice is low, with remorse and depression.

"Husband, I am satisfied with my life now." Tan Yutong soft smile, to tell the truth, now life for the former Tan Yutong is really dare not think.

With two children and a loving husband. Tan Yutong was not greedy.

"Wife, if you want to do anything, you can tell me. I can help you hold up a piece of heaven and earth. "

This woman ah, wholeheartedly silly for him, how can he not love her, not to spoil her?