Her Eternal Mr.Right

It's already daybreak. Xiaoyou slowly opens his eyes. There's still someone around him. He reacts later. Bai Mohan didn't sleep here last night.

Get out of bed will open the curtain, dazzling feeling let her subconsciously close her eyes, back to the room, a simple wash down.

At the dinner table, I only saw Xia Qiu and Meng Meng eating breakfast together. When I heard the sound, Meng Meng raised his head, blinked his big eyes, and called out: "Mom..."

Xiaoyou looks at her son Kemeng. She is so soft in her heart that she walks over in a few steps and kisses him on both sides of his chubby cheeks.

It doesn't take long. Xiaoyou has let go of Mengmeng, patted him on the head and said, "eat well."

Then, in the air and summer and autumn exchanged a look, nodded hello.

Xiaoyou sits beside Mengmeng and asks, "Why are you free so early today?"

At this time in the past, she should not have come.

In contrast, Xia Qiu explained with a smile: "the school is on holiday, so I came to see Mengmeng earlier."

She is so devoted to her son, Xiaoyou is naturally happy, when the big deal pay more bonus.

Xiaoyou looked around. There was no one but the three of them. He frowned and asked, "Mengmeng, where are your father and grandma?"

"I don't know." Mengmeng said that she didn't know at all. To be exact, she didn't see the two people when she went downstairs.

Xiaoyou's face suddenly pulled down and taught: "Mengmeng, dad and grandma didn't eat. How can you eat by yourself?"

She thought it was her mother and Bai Mohan who told them to eat first. Xia Qiu didn't know it was still a guest. How could Meng Meng do that.

Hearing the sound, the opposite summer and autumn eating hands pause, instantly feel a kind of tasteless food, she thought in her heart, is Xiaoyou's words pointing at mulberry and cursing locust?

Suddenly, it's not eating, it's not eating, it's not embarrassing.

The child is still young and may lack guidance. Mengmeng is a good child. She immediately lowers her head and says pitifully, "Mom, I know it's wrong. Mom, don't be angry."

Xiaoyou touched his soft hair and comforted him: "mom is not angry. Mom is teaching Mengmeng."

"Go to see if dad is in the study. If he is, ask him to come down for breakfast."

Xiao you guesses that unless he is not at home, Bai Mo Han must be in his study.

Mengmeng is very obedient. She goes down with her short legs upside down and runs back up. Her little body is very cute.

Without Mengmeng, the whole atmosphere suddenly becomes solidified. Xiaoyou glances at Xiaqiu, turns his head, and immediately says, "Miss Xia, don't mind what you just said. I mean Mengmeng."

Summer autumn pale face pulled up a far fetched smile, mouth said: "I understand, I know." In my heart, I said that she brought Mengmeng to the table.

The hand under the table clenched his clothes, as if it could control his mood.

"Teacher Xia, take your time. I'll ask my mother to come down for dinner." With that, Xiao you got off the table.

Xia Qiu nodded and said "yes" until she couldn't see Xiao you's shadow. She immediately put down her chopsticks.

The host has gone, what else does she eat? Her purpose is very simple. Please Mengmeng, please baimohan, the rest is not important.

On the second floor, the third room on the right, Xiaoyou knocked on the door: "Mom, are you there?"

The door was pushed open with a click. Li Yafeng asked her, "has that woman left in summer and autumn?"

"Not yet," she Xiaoyou knew that her mother didn't like summer and autumn, but she didn't like that kind of person. She took her mother's arm and said, "I know you're good for me. It's OK. Let's go downstairs to have dinner, but we can't starve you."

"You are a mother and still like a child." Leave ya Feng to order the nose of little you, follow her to go downstairs together.

When they meet Meng Meng and Bai Mohan head-on, they think that they are still fighting. They immediately Snort and go downstairs.

From Yafeng a guess, while the small leisurely down, in the past worried said: "well with the small leisurely talk, often sleep in the study is not good for the body."

It's all chairs and tables. It's strange to sleep well.

White ink cold embarrassed, but still nodded,.

Sitting on the dining table, Xia Qiu got up in a flash and said hello one by one. When he looked at Bai Mo Han, his eyes were obviously bright.

In addition to from Yafeng see, other people did not pay attention, so, from Yafeng also not salty um.

After breakfast, from Yafeng to go out, Xiaoyou see her mother out.

There are only three people left in the room. Bai Mohan moves his body. His back is sore. Mengmeng asks, "Dad, what's wrong with you?"

"Dad didn't. dad went back to work in his study first, so you can study hard." Bai Mohan treats the cute children gently, and Xia Qiu's eyes are almost drowning out of the water. He turns and presses down in an instant."Miss Xia, please take care of me." To summer autumn he can not so good facial expression, a face of indifference, serious talk.

Xia Qiu put his hands on both sides and said with a smile, "yes, it's my duty."

He came down from the dining table and walked upstairs.

Mengmeng is in the mood, holding Xiaqiu's hand to go forward, happily said: "teacher, let's have a class."

The little guy's lovely appearance made the white Mohan smile in front of him. He was still so active in class. I hope it will be OK all the time.

Xia Qiu has been looking at the back of white ink cold left, the tall and perfect person deeply attracted himself, eyes do not want to shift.

Several times, Mengmeng didn't hear her call. She followed baimohan behind. When baimohan opened the door, Xiaqiu's voice sounded from behind, "wait a minute."

"What's the matter?" He turned to pick eyebrows, hand in pocket, standing at the door waiting for her to speak.

That kind of posture deeply attracted Xia Qiu. The unknown emotion in her chest was wantonly urging her to continue. Suddenly, she plucked up her courage and said, "just now, sir, you should be stiff and uncomfortable, right? I've just studied for a period of time and can help you massage."

What she said was high sounding, as if it was really just a kind help. White ink cold has been looking at her, that pair of eyes seem to want to see through her, see the summer autumn in the heart of hair.

"No, Miss Xia's full-time job is a teacher, not a masseuse." Bai Mohan refuses to embarrass Xia Qiu without hesitation and doesn't know what to answer.

Just at this time, the voice of Xiao you rang out at the entrance of the stairs, "what's the matter?"