Priceless little cute wife

"Donggongyao..."

"Chat!" Donggong Yao said two words briefly.

"We can't... what?" The children's painting didn't seem to hear clearly. Looking at Donggong Yao, "what did you say?"

"I said we could have a good chat. Speaking of it, we haven't had a good chat for a long time!"

Chat? And Donggong Yao? On rainy days? You're kidding!

Tong Hua looked at Donggong Yao. He looked serious, but his solemnity was somewhat deliberate.

Children's painting can't help laughing. This guy is joking!

But he is a person who doesn't know anything about joking!

"Well... What do I see... Are you laughing at me?"

"You're all wet. Why don't you go in? Or you'll catch a cold! "

"I've always been in good health. This... You should know better than me..." Donggong Yao looked at the children's painting and said.

Children's painting suddenly felt a slight heat on his cheeks. This guy, can't you make such a joke in this case so that you don't know how to respond.

"Besides, I'm afraid your little aunt wants to kill me directly! I can't take risks. I'm the head of the Donggong family! "

"When did the fourth young man in the East Palace become so talkative?" The child turned his eyes, and then took him inside the door.

But when passing by Liu huaiwei's door, he still stood on tiptoe. By the way, he also told Donggong Yao with his eyes that he also needed to stand on tiptoe.

Of course Donggong Yao won't do it. He just walked past the door.

But perhaps it was the rain. The rain covered his movement. Liu huaiwei didn't wake up.

When she got to Tong Hua's room, she opened the door of the cabinet and looked through the clothes inside, but she didn't find the clothes left by Donggong Yao last time. She remembered that there were two here at that time?

She moved the stool and then directly moved to the bottom of the cabinet. She was trying to stand up and look for the cabinet above, but she was just seen by Donggong Yao.

"Damn woman! Can't you save me dessert? " Donggong Yao immediately threw away the towel in his hand and came directly to hug her leg.

"I'm just looking for your clothes..."

"What if I don't wear it? Is my body so bad for your eyes? You are pregnant. Please be careful with my child! "

Tong Hua was slightly stunned. His... Child?

I remember the last time she heard him ask Donggong... He didn't want the child at all, did he?

No... I should calm down! Tong Hua took a deep breath and looked at Donggong Yao: "then last time..."

In fact, she wanted to ask what Donggong Yao said to Donggong last time? Didn't he dislike the child and want to get rid of it?

Finally summoned up the courage to ask.

"My last clothes should have been here! What's your memory? Are young people almost the same as old people? " Donggong Yao was still poisonous, but he went straight over and took out his clothes.

Only the courage of children's painting was interrupted by him, and he didn't even have the mind to ask.

Donggong Yao dried his body, simply put on his clothes, and then sat next to the children's painting.

Gently take the children's painting into his arms, lean against the wall and listen to the rain outside

What a poetic picture it is?

"It seems that we seldom sit with arms like this!"

"Yes." Children's painting nodded gently.

"Usually we are..."

"Yes." Children's painting nodded again.

"Or we'd better..."

"Donggong Yao!"

"All right! That's all! But don't you want to go to bed so late? I said the sound insulation here is not good, so let me arrange you to go... "

Donggong Yao said to himself, but he was interrupted by children's painting.

"Donggong Yao... Can you... Smoke?"

"Yes!"

"You've been smoking for years?"

"I've been an old smoker since I knew my mother's position at home!"

"Then why didn't you smoke before?"

"I used to smoke... I just stopped smoking after I met you. Don't you have a sensitive nose and don't like the smell of smoke?"

A trace of softness floated in the heart of children's painting.

She hasn't smoked, but she has seen many smoking friends around her. Even if they respect themselves, they can't help smoking. They will secretly go to the corridor or smoke downstairs.

When you come up, you will smell of smoke.

Just during the time with Donggong Yao, I never smelled cigarettes from Donggong Yao's body or mouth.

He really didn't smoke in front of himself or even behind his back.

"I'm not addicted to things. I can quit anytime, anywhere!"

"But you just..."

"I'm just a little upset. Besides, I didn't expect to meet you?"

Donggong Yao said that she was understated, but in the heart of children's painting, it made her difficult to calm down.

"Why are you asking so many questions? You're sleeping! I don't want to accompany you to the hospital all day. What's good to go to a place full of disinfectant? " Donggong Yao complained like a child.

"But Donggong asked..."

"Don't tell him today... Sleep!" There was unquestionable firmness in Donggong Yao's voice.

Children's painting did not resist, closed his eyes, but fell asleep in a second.

I don't know how long it took. When he opened his eyes again, the child painting's hand touched behind him. The bed was cold. I don't know when he had quietly left.

Or... He never came?

Tong Hua immediately got up and checked the cabinet and found that the clothes inside were folded neatly. Is it really his dream?

If so, it must be... Does the child miss his father? Definitely not myself... Miss him.

Dududududududududududududududududududududududududududududududududududududududududududududududududududududududui!

Hua Er... Are you up? Have some breakfast? And Mr. ye came to see you!

Mr. Ye? Mr. Zichu?

Tong Hua immediately got up, then went downstairs and saw Liu huaiwei pouring water for him enthusiastically. Ye Zichu was not good at such negotiation, but he nodded politely to Liu huaiwei.

Seeing the children's painting, ye Zichu immediately smiled: "children's painting... I heard about you. Are you... Okay?"

"It's all right... Princess Sarah, she..."

"Whose is it? Do the police have an answer?"

Children's painting shook his head: "there is no clue up to now."

"The local news I went to this time was relatively closed, and I just didn't see it, so I came to see you today. But looking at your look, it seems good! "

"In fact, just tell me you're back and I'll see you!"

"Hey... I'm here to send you a newspaper!" When ye Zichu finished, he saw Chris take out a foreign newspaper from his bag and put it in front of the children's painting.

The headline on the front page is a big picture of children's painting, even bigger than the picture of Ye Zichu next to it: "you were in the limelight that day and had a good response. Not only that... Many people began to inquire about your identity. It seems that my master did a good job!"

"Really? Excellent! Painting, I didn't expect you to have a unique artistic talent! " Liu huaiwei seemed happier than children's paintings. She took the newspaper and kept laughing.

It has been a long time since I was so happy to see my aunt. Children's painting had a dull mood and was infected by her.

"Mr. Ye, thanks to your training, I'll buy some vegetables now, and then you can eat here today!"

"No!"

"Hey... If you don't eat, you won't give me face! Besides, my cooking is not bad! "

"Little aunt... How can you sell melons like a yellow woman?"

"All right!" Ye Zichu nodded.

Chris seems to have something wrong around him, but he is also stopped by Ye Zichu.

Liu huaiwei immediately ran out to buy vegetables happily.

Seeing that Liu huaiwei had left, ye Zichu stood up and looked around: "I've always felt that such a house is very good, but it's a pity that I didn't live here because I need sound insulation when practicing the piano."

"This is an old house. It's just a feeling to live in. If you want to say it's comfortable, you can't say it." The child painting said with a smile.

"Besides, Mr. Zichu should not have lived in such a house? I'm afraid I'll run away if I stay for a few days! "

"I lived..." ye Zichu's eyes were confused and seemed to be thinking about something.

But then he smiled and looked back at the children's painting: "but that was decades ago. At that time, the house was not as old as it is now!"

Liu huaiwei was very fast. After she came back, she was busy in the kitchen. Soon, near the evening, all the dishes on the table had been served.

"Auntie... You are in a good mood today! Burn so much? "

Children's painting looked at the table full of vegetables, shrimp, fish, all kinds of meat and a lot of vegetables. Not to mention the four of them, even ten of them are enough to eat?

"Hey... My aunt is happy today. Our paintings are promising. In addition to making recipes, we can also play the violin. My aunt is also relieved!"

"Auntie... Are you and Mr. Zichu responsible for that? Otherwise, how could I? "

Because there are too many dishes, although everyone has enough to eat, there are still a lot of leftovers.

Children's painting helped Liu huaiwei pack up his things. Originally, he wanted to wash the dishes, but Liu huaiwei stopped him: "it's your teacher outside. You hurry to accompany your teacher!"

"Oh..." Tong Hua nodded, but when she came to the door, she looked at Liu huaiwei behind her.

I don't know why I always think there is something strange, but I can't say it again.

Is the little aunt hiding something from herself?

But what can I hide from myself?

Sitting on the sofa, children's painting and ye Zichu chatted East and West, and the atmosphere was also very harmonious.

"By the way, Mr. Zichu, didn't you say I looked like a friend of yours last time? In fact, everyone thinks I look like my mother. I don't have a picture of her there, but here it is. Let me show you. "

"Good!" Ye Zichu did not refuse.

The children's painting gently took out the photo album and put it in front of Ye Zichu: "the front half is mine and my mother's, and the back half is after my mother's death

Ye Zichu nodded, then slowly opened the dusty page, and suddenly his face became pale.

He suddenly got up, then took two steps back, because there was a stool behind him, and his body stumbled. Then he supported the table with both hands, and then slowly got up: "this is... Your mother?"

"Well... It's called Ruan Linshuang..." Tong Hua nodded. "I'm very similar to her. Now my previous photos look very similar to her."

"Really? Sure enough... By the way, I forgot to have another appointment in the evening. Chris, what time is it? "

Chris couldn't figure it out. Didn't Mr. Zichu just say he cancelled? Why are you going now?

Anyway, since Mr. Zichu said there was something, there was something.

So Chris hurriedly took his things and followed ye Zichu away.

When Liu huaiwei came out with the fruit, she was already empty.

"Where's Mr. Ye?"

"Oh... He said in a hurry that he almost forgot something and left!"

The child painting said while looking at the mother's smiling face on the photo. It seems that he hasn't opened his mother's photo for a long time!