Before going to Gu Qingshan's home, Ding Changsheng went to the supermarket and bought a lot of health care products. Because of Gu Xiaomeng, Ding Changsheng has hardly been to Gu's home during this period of time. But after all, Gu Qingshan is his godfather. No matter what happens with Gu Xiaomeng, Gu Qingshan still needs to take care of his feelings.

"Oh, you child, how can you buy so many things?" Yang Xiao opened the door to Ding Changsheng. Seeing that Ding Changsheng was carrying a large bag and a small bag in both hands, he quickly opened the door to let in and took over the things in his hand.

"Godmother, I've been to the provincial training for this period of time, and I'm busy with the handover when I come back. So I bought to see you. It's good that you're younger than before, and you're not getting old at all.". Ding Changsheng complimented.

"Hey, Changsheng, I went to the provincial capital and my mouth became so sweet. Sit down. I'll pour you a cup of tea. They're not at home. Your Godfather doesn't know what's busy. Sometimes you have to work overtime after work. Xiaomeng is also devoted to his work. I don't even have a speaker at home. It seems that I've become a superfluous person.". Yang Xiao is suffocating at home. In addition to buying vegetables and watching TV, he is alone at home. So he is very happy to see Ding Chang born.

"It's good for you to go out and dance in the community, mom?"

"Oh, I don't want to go. It's noisy. I like being clean.".

"Ha ha, that's no wonder other people. By the way, godmother, this is a beauty card. It's not far from here. If you have time, go for a hairdressing. I heard that the technology there is still good.". Ding Changsheng Road.

"You son of a bitch, just said I was young, this will let me go to beauty, which shows that I am still old.". Yang Xiaochen's strange way.

"Where, godmother, I don't mean that. Look at your hands. They are white and slippery. I want you to keep them. Otherwise, my godfather will have an idea.". Ding Changsheng seized Yang Xiao's hand and seemingly unintentionally covered her hand with a film. This made Yang Xiao feel like a scorpion sting and wanted to take it back. But he was afraid of hurting Ding Changsheng's self-esteem. He was his godmother. He touched his godmother's hand. So although he felt strange in his heart, he still didn't take it back. Let Ding Changsheng do it The hand touched the palm and back of her hand.

"What do you think? How dare he? " Yang Xiao is very confident about himself, but he still agrees with Ding Changsheng's opinion in his heart. It seems that he really wants to go for a hairdressing. In the past, he didn't want to spend that money, but now the child also makes money. And this beauty card is given by Ding Changsheng, the dry son of Ding Changsheng.

"Godmother, I'm not trying to stir up feelings between you and Godfather. I just want to say that after a long time, the couple will inevitably suffer from aesthetic fatigue, so something will inevitably happen. I won't say anything else, that is, you and godfather, you two, you two, ah, how often, right, that..." Ding Changsheng is playful and smiling. Mm-hmm, ah, ah, but Yang Xiao understands the meaning of Ding Changsheng's words.

"You bad boy, you are getting worse and worse. You can also say that. If I tell your godfather, he will not break your leg.". Yang Xiao stretched out his hand and twisted one ear of Ding Changsheng. In fact, Yang Xiaogen was not willing to work hard.

"Godmother, don't do it. In that case, I'll never see you again.". Ding Changsheng did come to visit Yang Xiao and Gu Qingshan today, but Gu Qingshan was not at home, and Yang Xiao was depressed at home alone. Ding Changsheng saw it in his eyes. Although he had social status, his husband was either busy working outside or busy with other women outside. On the contrary, the housewife was left in the cold, It's very easy to have problems.

According to a statistic, the divorce rate of middle-aged officials has increased greatly in recent years. Isn't it because there is too little communication between husband and wife?

In this way, before Yang Xiao could let go of Ding Changsheng's ears, Ding Changsheng had already lowered his head and hugged Yang Xiao's waist. As a result, the two people froze on the sofa. Yang Xiao didn't know why they finally became like this. No man had ever held her like this except her husband.

"Godmother, do you know what I'm thinking now?" Ding Changsheng sighed and asked.

"What? Changsheng, let me go first. I'm very uncomfortable. Yang Xiao's Blush can no longer be red.

Ding Changsheng didn't entangle him, so he let go of Yang Xiao and said, "godmother, when I held you just now, I miss my mother. I used to hold my mother when I came home from school. However, there is no such day any more.". When Ding Changsheng bowed his head, a tear fell on the carpet.

Now Yang Xiao is embarrassed. He thinks too much. The child just wants his mother, so he hugs himself. But he thinks that, alas, he is really ashamed of his dirty ideas. Yang Xiao thinks of himself for remorse.

"Changsheng, I am your mother. Don't be sad. Everything in the past is over.". Yang Xiao hands Ding Changsheng a paper towel, reaches out and holds Ding Changsheng in her arms. She doesn't know what she's doing, but it's just a habitual action. She often holds Gu Xiaomeng in this way at home.Yang Xiao's thin home pajamas make Ding Changsheng feel a little difficult to breathe, because the breath he sniffs makes him feel a danger. If he goes on like this, he is afraid that he will make a mistake. However, such an opportunity is really rare, because in the light body odor, Gu Xiaomeng's smell can be vaguely heard, perhaps because she is Gu Xiaomeng's mother.

Gu Xiaomeng, that's right. This is Gu Xiaomeng's mother. Thinking of this, and thinking of the emotional entanglement between himself and Gu Xiaomeng, Ding Changsheng suddenly sat up.

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