Mommy is 17 years old: a genius son with a black belly

Not far from the master bedroom is the basketball court. Here is a green lawn. Tang Yebai stepped on the white ladder, which just reached the window on the second floor. It was a little funny and a little romantic.

Climbing through the window to watch his girlfriend's behavior is something that a seventeen or eighteen-year-old boy does.

Tang Yebai never bothered to do such a thing.

If it is known that he did such a thing, I am afraid that many people will laugh out loud.

Tang Yebai smiled, and Xia Chenxi was lying on the window sill with a bright smile, a bright moon in the sky, like a disc, she seemed to see in his eyes, the beautiful starlight, which belonged exclusively to him.

"The old man won't let me see you. No, there are policies and countermeasures."

Xia Chenxi didn't know whether to laugh or cry, "Mr. Tang, you are too old, be careful not to fall when you climb the stairs."

"Honey, you underestimate me, don't you?" Tang Yebai said with a smile, and gave the black rose to Xia Chenxi like a prince.

Xia Chenxi took the black rose, her face blushed slightly, she lowered her head and smelled it, it smelled delicious.

Her favorite flower now is the black rose.

Tang Yebai held her hand and asked, "Are you nervous?"

"A bit."

"I'm also very nervous." Tang Yebai said, "It's the first time I'm so nervous."

Tomorrow is his life, a new chapter, he has never been so nervous, "I was not so nervous when I killed someone for the first time."

"What kind of metaphor are you?"

"A very vivid metaphor."

"..." Xia Chenxi looked at him speechlessly, her actions were very romantic, but her words were not romantic at all.

"I see that you are still jumping up and down today, and you are not nervous at all."

"Nonsense, when you touch my hand, it's trembling."

"Rogue."

"You are going to marry a rascal tomorrow." Tang Ye said the rascal to the end, "Let me tell you a story."

"Okay."

Xia Chenxi pulled the sofa aside and sat down. The two were separated by the window, one inside and the other outside. The moonlight was dim and gentle.

Tang Yebai said, "There is a very rich old manor owner in England. He has a very large manor. He is rich and powerful. He has only one precious daughter. The daughter is very beautiful. Anyone who wants to marry will break through the manor. lawn."

"There is a young man who trims flowers and plants in the manor. He is very handsome, chic, and very gentlemanly. The lady of the manor passed by the garden one day and saw the young man holding a rose to prune."

"Miss thinks that the young man is handsome, gentle, and treats flowers so carefully, so he must be a good person. She fell in love with him at first sight. Since then, Miss has come to the garden every day to enjoy the flowers, and specially chatted with the young man."

"The young man was overwhelmed by the flattery. He was very frightened when he learned of Miss's intentions. He was born in a poor family, and he was afraid that he would not be worthy of Miss. Miss was out of love and didn't care. Another servant of the manor saw it unintentionally and complained to the owner of the manor. Miss was imprisoned in the attic. No one is allowed to visit."

"The owner of the manor quickly engaged the young lady. The young man loved the young lady deeply, but the two couldn't stay together. The young man stood under the young lady's window with a rose every day, but he didn't have the courage to give it to the young lady."

"Miss watched upstairs every night, thinking all the time, if he gave me roses, I would go with him."

"Until the day before the wedding, the young man finally plucked up the courage to climb out of the young lady's window and give a rose to the young lady. The young lady was elated and ran away with the young man."

……

"Is this the end of the story?"