Sweet love,Sweet wife

Christmas was originally a very busy day.

But in the presidential palace in munsabar, it is quite calm.

Xi moyao accompanies Leng haoxuan in France. Qingqing and Dongli are going to go out alone. It is not easy for oumu and ye Qianmo, but they are also taken back to city a by the two brothers of the Ou family. They say that their father has lent them enough time, and they will occupy the rest of the time.

Oh, not at all!

Xi Tiancheng sits at home and looks at the living room with no layout. She sighs that her daughter used to like Christmas best. Every time she arrives at this festival, she is very excited. She has arranged her home early, but today, no one decorates it. She always seems a little lost.

There was no atmosphere.

Lin ran and he Shu have been out since yesterday. The eldest and Gail have also gone out, and the sixth and the twelfth have also gone out. Anyway, everyone said they would like to live alone. They even went out. Ouzixin and Xiaoyuan went out too!?

He was left alone on the sofa on a fine day.

Go to bed. He had enough sleep last night. He was not sleepy at all.

It's not interesting to eat his own food. Today is a rare holiday. He doesn't want to work at all. He just lies on his back, any time goes by..

How long has it been that boring?

At this time, the voice of Ou Zixin sounded outside.

"Ah Cheng!"

The sound came through the window, not very loud.

"Xi Tiancheng!" Ou Zixin called out his name again.

Xi Tiancheng immediately stood up. When he went to the window to look at it, he found that ouzixin and Xiaoyuan were standing outside, and there was a Christmas tree beside them.

It's too big for them to hold.

"Ah Cheng, come down quickly and carry the Christmas tree home!" Ou Zixin waved to him and said loudly.

Xi Tiancheng frowned, "what are you doing?"

"Christmas

This festival, they still want to celebrate, for them, this is a very important festival, even if the daughter is not around, this festival, they also want to celebrate.

It's rare that Xi Tiancheng can take a holiday. Naturally, they will have a lot of fun, and there are also gifts.

Xi Tiancheng goes downstairs, carries the Christmas tree into their bedroom on the third floor, and then looks at Ou Zixin holding some things that Xi Tiancheng doesn't understand in decoration.

"What are you looking at? Come and help!" Ou Zixin handed him a star shaped ornament with LED lights, "on the top!"

Xi Tiancheng takes advantage of his height to put this thing on and looks at the small gift hanging on it.

"What are these things for?" Xi Tiancheng remembers that in the past, his daughter wrapped a layer of light directly on it, and it would be good to turn it on at night.

"A gift!" Ou Zixin said it naturally.

"For me?" Xi Tiancheng's eyes shine.

"To attract Santa Claus!" "Santa Claus will give us presents at night, and then he can take them away," she said

Xi Tiancheng's eyes brightened, "really?"

Xiaoyuan looked down, "Daddy, how naive are you? Who would believe there was Santa Claus This is a three-year-old's activity, OK?

"I mean, are you really free to take these presents?" Xi Tiancheng cares more about gifts.

“……” Xiaoyuan despised Xi Tiancheng again, "Daddy, how much do you want to receive gifts?"

At ordinary times, the heads of other countries, political leaders and influential people don't give enough gifts. Haven't you received enough?

"I just want a gift from your mom." Xi Tiancheng rubbed Xiaoyuan's head, "this feeling, you don't understand."

Xiaoyuan shrugged and handed his things to him. "You and mummy love each other. I'll take care of my sister's situation." Then he turned and left.

Without Xiaoyuan, Xi Tiancheng was much bolder.

Go to Ou Zixin's side, embrace her from behind, "Xin son, Christmas."

"What happened to Christmas?" Ou Zixin asked casually while arranging the Christmas tree.

"Don't you give me a present?"

"Isn't it from Santa Claus?" Ou Zixin said indifferently.

"Where is Santa Claus in the world Xi Tiancheng also believes that "the gifts in the past were all given by my daughter?"

"Can't you play Santa without your daughter?"

This

Xi Tiancheng sighed, "Christmas, I still want you to spend in bed with you, I think this is meaningful!"

“……” Ou Zixin pushes him away from him. What are these thoughts?

However, to put it this way, when it is time to give a gift, he should at least give his son a decent gift. As a father, he should set an example for his son.

But what do you want?After Christmas, Leng haoxuan will be taken away. Although Xi moyao is reluctant to give up ten thousand things in his heart, making mischief will only make Leng haoxuan more miserable. Therefore, she decides to let him have a happy Christmas.

The Christmas tree is very small. The kind planted in the flowerpot is not a real sapling. However, Xi moyao was satisfied with the tree and put it on it with a small lamp. Then he waited for Christmas Eve to come.

She prepared a gift for Leng haoxuan, and she must wait for the night to send it out.

Cold haoxuan lean on the head of the bed, holding his hand, quietly looking at her face.

"Yao Yao, are you about to start school?" Leng haoxuan suddenly asked.

"Well," Xi moyao nodded, "just these few days, you can rest assured that I will not delay my studies. When school starts, I will go to school. When you come back, you must go to school to find me."

"Yao Yao, you..."

"I can't learn anything else. The only thing I can do is wait."

Without Leng haoxuan, the only thing she can do is wait.

Day after day, year after year.

"I'm sorry..." Leng haoxuan clenched her hand, "Yao Yao, I'm sorry..."

"You didn't do anything wrong, brother Xiaoxuan. Today is Christmas. Don't always talk about such unhappy things. Let's talk about something else." Xi moyao's smile was brilliant, "when you come out, it will be the king. Will you dislike me?"

"As long as you don't dislike me, how can I be qualified to dislike you?" Leng haoxuan held back his heartache and chuckled, "Yao Yao, if one day I really become a king, you can be my queen."

Xi Mo Yao held back his tears and laughed brightly, "good!"

No affectation, there is no need to affectation, want to be with Leng haoxuan, no matter he is the king, or just a young man who can play the piano very well.

Leng haoxuan reaches out and hugs Xi moyao in his arms. What he fears most is that she cries, especially the tears he shed. But now, he can only let her cry.

It's useless.

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