I’m the Most Tragic White Moonlight Supporting Female Character in the Book

"Well, you should go!" Su Yuanyuan made some effort to break away from him, said good, just kiss, but as soon as he had his lips, he was pressed on the porch and kissed for a while.

And looking at someone's appearance, it seems that he is not in a hurry to go to the group, but instead spends her time here with her.

"Not in a hurry." I can't believe it, her husband actually showed a look of addiction.

"Otherwise, I won't go to work today. I will accompany you at home." After that, she squeezed her kissed lower lip with a smile.

"... I don't think this is good."

Su Yuanyuan inexplicably felt in her heart that she was a evil concubine, and the evil king never came back.

Probably seeing the meaning that the lover really didn't want to leave behind, Shen Yuchen straightened up, and his eyes gradually returned to clarity. But the two were still very close, and the breath from each other was intertwined.

She helped her husband to adjust the bow tie, and suddenly remembered one thing, "Do you now wear a tie?"

Shen Yuchen squeezed his wife's chin, kissed the corner of her mouth, smiled and said, "I always will."

Su Yuanyuan's eyes widened, "What ?! You--"

She deeply felt that she had been deceived for so many years.

"That day, I was just thinking about things in the mirror." Shen Yuchen slightly raised her lips.

He was thinking about things, and his tie was loose and loose on his collar. It was the one time she saw it, and the misunderstanding continued to this day.

There are many opportunities for Shen Yuchen to explain clearly, but he chose to hide it for nothing else. Just like the past years in the apartment around the school, Yuan Yuan didn't squint in the morning and narrowed her eyes to help him tie the bow tie in the bed, and then drilled into the bed to continue to make up.

It feels like home.

Shen Yuchen wisely bypassed this topic, "Waiting for me to come back at night."

"it is good."

Su Yuanyuan twisted the meat on his arm angrily, watching her husband walk out of the house with an unnatural expression.

She looked at the time and it was time to tell Xiaobei and Xiaonan to get up for breakfast.

I haven't even walked into the two son's rooms, I have heard the movement inside.

Su Yuanyuan pushed the door open and saw the two sons jumping back and forth on two beds for a pillow fight. But when she saw her coming in, she immediately stopped her movements.

"Xiaonan Xiaobei, did your mother say that you are not allowed to jump on the bed, what if you accidentally fall down!" The son repeatedly taught that she didn't change, she felt it necessary to take some actions to stop it.

"Mom." The two brothers shouted obediently, and both dropped the pillow and hugged her, trying to get through the tricks.

Hearing the soft mourning of his sons, Su Yuanyuan's heart began to soften first. But after thinking about it, I decided not to speak, so I sat on the sofa in silence, and looked away as far as possible.

Although Xiaobei and Xiaonan also promised not to jump around on the bed last time, this time she was seen, and this time it was more than just simple preaching.

Shen Yinan twitched his brother's clothes anxiously. Why didn't her mother talk, was she angry with them?

Even if she is mature, Shen Yibei is only thinking about a few-year-old child. When this happens, she is left with nothing to do.

He glanced back at his brother and looked at him, confused.

After a few minutes passed, Su Yuanyuan remained silent, and Xiao Bei and Xiao Nan felt uneasy.

"Mom, do you speak well? We know that we are wrong. We dare not do this next time." Xiaobei said tentatively.

Su Yuanyuan glanced back at the two sons, still not speaking, and stood up to leave.

"Mom!" The little son hugged her thigh to prevent her from leaving.

Shen Yibei also stopped in front of him. "My brother and I will not jump on the bed in the future. If you don't speak, we are so scared."

Speaking, he started to choke.

The younger brother seemed to be crying at first glance, and the brother seemed to start to drop Doudou, crying and crying holding her thigh.

"Mom! Woo! Mom don't ignore us!" I didn't know what was crying, so I kept calling her name.

Su Yuanyuan's attitude began to soften as soon as people cried. Squatted down to be flush with them, holding a hand to help them wipe their tears.

"What are you crying for? If you fell, what place will your mother cry? If you cry, I will feel distressed. If you are a mother, will you be distressed?"

The two brothers were choking choking, staring blankly at her with round eyes.

"So, don't play on the bed like this in the future, okay, it really hurts if you fall down. I fell when I was a kid, and my forehead was swollen with a bag about the size of an egg. Injury, what if the internal injury falls out? "

Su Yuanyuan patiently explained to them that the children are active and active, but they should be within a safe range.

"Got it." Shen Yinan said with a sniffed nose, her small face still flushed because she cried too hard just now.

"Don't cry, mother will get your towel to wipe your face, and then go down for breakfast."

Shen Yibei took the initiative to take a towel and wiped her face and asked, "How about Dad?"

Su Yuanyuan said: "Dad is going to work."

The elder son seemed to ask a little bit twitchy: "Dad said he would take us to go skiing, he said his mother would go too." After that, he looked at Su Yuanyuan expectantly.

She smiled and ticked Xiao Bei's nose, "I will go, Dad didn't lie to you."

After having breakfast with the two sons, Su Yuanyuan was idle and had nothing to do. After playing two games, she bored around at home.

There is a room on the corner of the first floor which is her former training room, which is used for both painting and piano practice.

Ballet hasn't been to this training room for a long time. A lot of plaster statues are placed on the low shelves, which she used to practice her hands. There was also a black piano in the corner, and I thought about it for almost ten years.

When she was a child, she didn't like piano very much. Later, she gradually became a habit of studying and learning. The black and white keys are like friends she hasn't seen in a long time.

When she was five or six years old, her mother had pressed herself to many interest classes, such as ballet, cello, chess, calligraphy, and Lin Lin. In the end, all she could stick with was piano and painting.

Su Yuanyuan opened the piano cover, forefinger tapped the key lightly, and familiar notes jumped out of the fingertips. She rarely came here after pregnancy, the mood during pregnancy was ups and downs, there was a moment when she wanted to play "tears", and half of the tears came down inexplicably when halfway through.

But at the time she didn't want to give up halfway, she just shed tears to finish the second half.

When Aunt Song came to find someone, she was scared to see her with tears on her face. She comforted her for a while and wanted to call Shen Yuchen when her tears couldn't stop.

Later, the phone didn't make a call. She pressed it down and said it was all right, so she didn't need to call.

Su Yuanyuan remembered crying at the time, and then ate two more bowls of rice at noon.

Unconsciously, Su Yuanyuan sat back in front of the piano, her long and white fingers jumping between the black and white keys, immersed in the sonata and unable to extricate herself.

At this time, two small heads quietly came in from outside the door.

"What is mom doing?"

The author has something to say: National Day strives for another one. There are really many regular classes.