The crimson rich family, the petite wife makes you addicted!

After watching for a while, the person on the bed didn't seem to wake up. Shen Mohan sighed softly, took off his clothes, climbed onto the bed, hugged her in his arms, and closed his eyes.

In the morning, the little guy got up early.When he came to his new home, his excitement had not passed, and he wanted to get up early to go out to play and eat well.

But when I got up and looked, the house was quiet and there was no sound.

He took a long time to wash up in the bathroom, cleaned the wet floor, and when he came out, the room was still quiet.

He got angry.

Mom and Dad were too good to leave him alone, and went to work early, not even keeping his breakfast.

The angry little guy is like a bulging baby elephant, humming a long breath in his nose, making the sound of the refrigerator and microwave oven loud.He didn't find anything to eat, so he went straight to his mother's bedroom, and he was going to dirty her bed to let her know that the consequences of his son's anger are very serious.

But when he opened the door, he was stupid.

What I saw was such a picture, a 'big boa constrictor' with body hair wrapped tightly around the white mother, her small body was wrapped in the middle, quietly, even the possibility of struggling All gone.

The little guy didn't think about the depth, nor did he think about the depth. With a loud shout, he rushed over, jumped on the bed and began to disassemble the big python.

The two people who were entwined woke up, but Shen Mohan endured the pain in his body, and deliberately held Su Cen, not letting go, but wrapped it even tighter.

Su Cen struggled, a pair of small fists resting on Shen Mohan's chest, her face was burning like fire: "Yangyang." She called out in a low voice.

"Mom, with me here, you don't have to be afraid." Shen Mohan's hand finally loosened, giving the aggressive little guy an opportunity to pull away his arm, and kicked straight, landing on Shen Mohan's chest .

After all, he is a boy, and his feet are very strong.

Shen Mohan frowned in pain, with a pained look on his face.Groaning, he let go of the prey in his hand, turned sideways, and moved out of the way a little.

The little guy took advantage of the gap and stepped in between the two of them, with his legs spread apart, he pressed between them: "Let's see who dares to make trouble again."

As soon as this remark came out, the two adults choked immediately, looked at each other, and laughed at the same time.

Making waves, the metaphor of the little guy is really vivid.

Shen Mohan suffocated a smile, and with the pain in his chest just now, he turned around and hugged the little guy to his chest: "Boy, if you dare to snatch something from me, let me see how I deal with you." With both hands, the little guy's calf was caught to prevent him from That energetic little foot jumped up again.

"Mom is not a thing. She is mine in the first place, and you want to take it away." The little guy didn't move, but he was very aware of his situation at the moment, but his big eyes did not show any weakness at all, and he stared at Dad vigilantly.

Su Cen stood up sideways, looked at the big and small faces of the two photobook versions, and smiled: "I won't quarrel with you, I'll make breakfast."

Daily newspapers are placed in the newspaper box at the door by the deliveryman.

Su Cen made breakfast, and when he saw the father and two coming out of the bathroom one after the other, he felt more at ease than ever before.Served the breakfast on the table, greeted the father and son, brought in the newspaper outside the door, put it on the tea table, and turned in to wash his hands.

When he came out, he happened to collide with Yang Yang who was rushing into the bathroom.

"What are you running, it's on fire." Su Cen stepped aside, the little guy was holding something in his hand, and his expression was hurried, Su Cen immediately became more alert.

"What are you holding in your hand?"

"I have a stomachache. I want papa. Mom, get out." The little guy hid one hand behind his back and began to push his mother away.

"Your stomach hurts, what are you doing with the newspaper, it's unhygienic, go, use toilet paper." She walked outside, reached the door, turned around abruptly, took the newspaper from the little guy's hand, ran out, and closed the door.

I wanted to throw it away, but found it was today's new newspaper. "You little villain, I haven't even read it yet." He took the newspaper and walked towards the dining table, halfway there, his feet stopped.

On the newspaper, a striking red headline accompanied by a group of photos stunned Su Cen who was holding the newspaper. After a while, his fingertips turned white and began to tremble slightly.

At the dining table, Shen Mohan was sipping milk leisurely and happily.

I remember that when he first got married, Shen Mohan didn't like to drink milk, especially at breakfast, when he saw the white stuff, his brows were tightly knit together.

Later, I slowly got used to it, but every time I saw him drinking milk, it was as astringent as going up a mountain of swords and down a sea of ​​flames.

Speaking of before they got married, their respective lives were very different, but he still followed her and gradually learned to adapt.

Thinking about it carefully, he actually did a lot for her and for this family, and also changed a lot, silently, never saying anything, like the sunshine that shines into the house every day, after a long time, people gradually ignore that Wipe warm.

Su Cen's eyes were wet, and the newspaper in his hand was clenched and wrinkled.

Behind him, a small fat hand unknowingly grabbed Su Cen's clothes, a small face, tender, upturned, full of innocent expressions.

Su Cen's heart paused for a moment, and then, a smile leaked from the corner of his mouth, covering up the moisture in his eye sockets.This little child, even he knows what to hide for his father, and even he longs for a warm home, it seems that she should think carefully about it.

Turning around, pinching that tender little face: "Didn't you go to the toilet, so fast?"

On the cute little face, a pair of black pupils blinked and blinked a few times, and his little heart still couldn't turn his head around. He needed to clear his mind and understand his mother: "I want toilet paper."

Xiaozui muttered something, but just after he finished speaking, he realized the seriousness of the problem.In the paper box, half of the white paper towels were exposed, and on the countertop of the sink, there was a large package that had just been opened.Su Cen bought the paper a few days ago when she was off work. She opened it and put it in the paper box in the morning, but forgot to put it away.

The little guy knew that his little trick was revealing, stuck out his tongue, made a face, flashed into the bathroom, and locked himself in the embarrassment he created.

Shen Mohan at the dining table was drinking milk slowly, looking leisurely.

Su Cen settled down.The heart that was originally turbulent, now, because of the little guy's deliberate cover-up, it was relieved a lot.

Walking over, sitting opposite Shen Mohan, put the fried eggs on the plate in front of him: "Are you all right today, let's calm down like this."

Shen Mohan didn't slow down, but nodded, "There's a meeting in the morning, but it's at nine o'clock, and there's still time." He thought Su Cen was just simply caring about him, and his heart was still warm.

Su Cen didn't speak, and took a sip of the porridge quietly. It was so hot that her tongue and upper jaw were numb. She stopped, tears gleaming in her eyes.

"Shen Mohan, you did it on purpose, right?"

Shen Mohan watched Su Cen's eyes filled with tears from being scalded, and suddenly smiled: "Look at you, you made the rice yourself, and no one is robbing you, can't you eat slowly? Why is it always like this? It's as if I'm going to eat for someone else after I'm in a hurry." Shen Mohan teased her, and quickly pushed the water glass in his hand to her: "Drink some warm water and take it easy."

The tears in Su Cen's eyes finally couldn't hold back anymore, they flowed down and dripped heavily on the back of her hands, making her heart ache.He always doesn't talk much, but when he cares about her, he always looks like a long-winded old woman.

"I know, you want to use this method to block those rumors for me, but why bother, your position is much more important than mine." Su Cen lowered his head, held Shen Mohan and handed it over The water glass, almost drank the water in the glass in one breath.

At the aunt's funeral yesterday, Shen Mohan kissed her in front of the funeral home, she knew what Shen Mohan wanted to do, so she asked Su Fang to use strong means to scare the reporters, and no one dared to publish.

However, that photo was published in the newspaper, and the clarity of the image did not look like it was snapped by a third-rate paparazzi in a hurry, nor did it look like it was edited and synthesized from photos.

Totally true.

Shen Mohan's social status in Z City is very important. If such a photo had not been approved by himself, any media would have to first consider their future survival when posting this news.

Shen Mohan knew what Su Cen was referring to, but he still pretended to be ignorant, and gave Su Cen a faint smile: "What's the matter, isn't it appropriate?"

"No." Su Cen shook her head vigorously, not daring to look up at him, his eyes were too penetrating, and she was afraid that she would be told by him easily: "You shouldn't agree to post these photos, what will others think .”

Sure enough, with just one glance, Shen Mohan grasped all the worries in Su Cen's heart: "Why not, I'm not an idol-level public figure, so there's nothing wrong with me kissing my wife."

"Don't change the subject, I'm talking about the photos in the newspaper, and I'm just your ex-wife."

"Honey, please, don't torture me like this!" Shen Mohan was about to go crazy, "You can do whatever you want, just don't be so indifferent, okay?".

What Shen Mohan said was correct, but in her heart, she was always twisting a rope, and she couldn't turn the corner.

"Shen Mohan, I think we should have a good talk." Seeing the little guy running down swiftly, Su Cen said.

"Mmm." Shen Mohan didn't say much, and hummed, with a choke in his throat, and his voice was hoarse.Su Cen sat there with her head down, her back straight, a strand of blue hair hanging down her cheeks, looking very soft and beautiful.He wanted to reach out and comb her hair, but when he lifted it, he still didn't move.

Shen Mohan's cell phone rang suddenly, and he hung up immediately after looking at it. He was just about to continue the conversation with Su Cen, but the phone rang again.

"Go ahead," Su Cen said, "Maybe there is something urgent."

Shen Mohan glanced at her, hesitated for a few seconds, and still answered the phone.

Su Cen knew it was about his work, and was about to walk away when he saw this, but Shen Mohan grabbed her hand and dragged her back, and pressed her into his arms without any explanation.