Silly and cute with a black belly: the most beloved little enemy

"Ahem...be careful...your dad is still driving..." Professor Shen, who was driving, glanced at the rearview mirror and couldn't help kindly reminding him.

Taozi froze, and hurriedly pushed Shen Mochen away.

"Don't look at evil, Dad, although you teach history, not Chinese, you should understand the meaning of these four words." Shen Mochen raised his head with an unhappy face, and looked at his father in the rearview mirror eyes, and continued in a low voice: "When you and my mother were flirting with each other just now, did I remind you?"

"Brat...you..."

"It's so kind that it doesn't pay off..." Shen Mochen shrank back, sat upright in his seat again, closed his eyes, and pretended to be restful: "Dad, you concentrate on driving..."

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This kid is really lawless!

Professor Shen gave him a hard look in the rearview mirror.

Tao Zi sat in her seat in embarrassment, with her head buried low, and her whole body was almost lying on Guo'er's back.

After a while, Taozi calmed down, and then secretly looked up at Shen Mochen, and saw him sitting on his seat, seemingly asleep, his long eyelashes cast a shadow on the eye sockets, and the bridge of his nose was straight , her thin lips were tightly pursed, and her perfect and resolute silhouette flickered under the light that kept passing by outside the car window.

Was the sentence he said just now "I love you"? ?

Tao Zi looked at him in great confusion.

This guy, since he has the nerve to say it, why is he embarrassed to admit it?

Taozi kept circling this question in her mind, and after thinking about it, she leaned her head against the car window and fell asleep.

Shen Mochen, who had been closing his eyes to rest his mind, slowly opened his eyes. Those deep black jade-like eyes slowly fell on Tao Zi's sleeping face. Looking at her delicate eyebrows, it was rare that in his sleep, Slightly wrinkled, a small rosy mouth opened slightly, and the nostrils opened and closed evenly.

There was a gentle light in Shen Mochen's eyes, and his eyes were full of pampering. He couldn't help but stretched out his hand and gently pulled Taozi's braid, and said in a low voice, "It's rare that you are smart once..."

There was a smile on the corner of his lips.

Not long after New Year's Eve, it is the Spring Festival.

According to the usual practice, the two families celebrate the New Year together, but this year there is another celebration.

In her spare time, Taozi's mother looked at Guo'er who was circling around Taozi and Shen Mochen, and said to He Yue with a smile: "Look at the three of them, do they look like a family of three? When Taozi and Chenchen get married in the future, Giving birth to a child should be the same scene as now, right?"

He Yue followed Taozi's mother's eyes and looked at the three children. Shen Mochen was sitting on the sofa in the living room and seriously reading a book. Beside him, Taozi was reclining on the sofa in a disfigured manner, holding an apple in his hand and gnawing on it. While watching TV, Guo Er lay on Taozi's belly, muttering something, turning her head from time to time to watch the TV.

The winter sun shone in warmly from the windows of the living room, and the bright and fine sunlight sprinkled on their faces and bodies, as if it was a warm family portrait.

"Hey..." He Yue sighed for a long time, shook her head, and said helplessly with a smile: "Suddenly I want to hold a grandson... Unfortunately, I have to wait for several years..."