You are my trial marriage honey wife

"Huh?" Xiaomei stopped and looked back at the man behind her.

Tall, handsome and handsome, he has accumulated almost all the pronouns of beauty.

No wonder it still leaves such a deep first impression on the "Buddha male god".

"If one day I can tell you, I will." Aro said very seriously.

Xiaomei was stunned, and then smiled briskly, "OK."

No entanglement, no entanglement, is also a necessary quality of perfect personality.

"If, in fact, I always regard you as a friend who can talk." Xiaomei said with a smile, this is also Gu still's inner monologue, but Gu is still conservative and unwilling to say anything, and she perfectly makes up for this defect.

A faint smile came from the corner of aro's mouth: "me too."

Me too.

It seems to be a very simple three words, but for a person who turns a blind eye to everything outside, it's not easy to say these three words.

Because their world doesn't need friends at all, but he said he regarded her as a friend.

Therefore, this feeling is precious.

They looked at each other and smiled, tacitly.

When I returned to the ward, I saw two little guys having a good time.

In particular, Anning was very excited to learn painting with Xiao Jiu, a master level young lady.

Although the things he painted many times were despised by Xiao Jiuyi, he still enjoyed it and was extremely excited.

After all, no one plays with him in the hospital every day. Xiao Jiu can play with him, which is a very happy thing in itself. Not to mention, she also teaches him to draw.

"Mommy, Mommy, look at the portrait I painted for you!" Anning climbed down from the sofa, tiptoed and stretched a picture in front of Xiaomei. "Look, do I draw very much?"

"A portrait of Mommy." Xiaomei pretended to be surprised and said, "that mommy really needs to have a good look."

She took Anning's hand and sat down beside Xiao Jiu. She picked up the picture and looked at it carefully.

Annie sat next to her and looked at her nervously. Her black eyes were full of expectation in addition to nervousness.

Xiaomei frowned when she saw the painting painted by Anning. She subconsciously looked back at the painting painted by Xiao Jiu and finally understood what it means to be another person's child.

Other people's children draw great pictures and look lifelike. Their own bear children draw soft and prone. They look like people. They are completely a caterpillar.

"Mommy, Mommy, how's it going? Do I draw well? " Annie asked eagerly.

Xiaomei coughed, pursed her lips, looked up at aro and Xiaojiu, and then her eyes fell on Anning. She smiled and said, "Ning Ning's painting is great. Mommy likes it very much."

"..." aro.

"...." Xiao Jiu.

It's against my heart. I'm not red faced and my heart doesn't jump.

With a relaxed look, he jumped up excitedly: "Yeah! I knew I was a gifted child! It's great to draw casually! "

"..." aro.

"...." Xiao Jiu.

"...." Xiaomei.

This God like "gifted child" is really admirable.

The three people smiled at each other.

With the living treasure of tranquility, the atmosphere in the ward is very active, together with a few words and Xiao Jiu who doesn't speak at all.

A few hours of talking.

Anning had a good time. Looking at the passage of time bit by bit, worried that they didn't accompany themselves when they left, she began to find all kinds of bad excuses to make trouble.

It's uncomfortable here and there.

How could Xiaomei not see the reason why he did this? She said angrily and funny, "Mommy doesn't go now. Stop making trouble and lie down and have a rest."

Anning's careful thought was seen through. He scratched his head with embarrassment, looked at Mommy with a guilty look, and then looked at Xiao Jiu: "isn't that little sister going? I also want to play with her. I want to play with her all the time. "

Although there is little communication between the two children, most of the time they are almost peaceful, singing a monologue alone. But as long as Xiao Jiu is with him, he really takes care of him like a little sister and gives him everything.

Anning's love and dependence on Xiao Jiu has risen to the second place, surpassing daddy and ranking behind Mommy.

Xiao Jiu is just like his own brother to Anning. He gives him everything delicious and fun, dotes on him unconditionally, and satisfies him as much as he wants.

It can be seen that their previous relationship was really good.

"Mommy can't decide whether Xiao Jiu will go or not." Xiaomei said, glancing at aro and looking at Xiaojiu, "will Xiaojiu stay to play with Ning Ning?"

Xiao Jiu looked at the picture in her hand, heard the sound and looked up.

Her face was still calm and expressionless, but her blue eyes flashed bright luster and looked at herself in a blink.

Xiaomei has an inexplicable illusion, as if her blue eyes are possessed with magic light and can see through everything.

"Well, Xiao Jiu, what's the matter? Why are you staring at me? Is there anything dirty on my face? " Xiaomei asked, subconsciously touching her face.

Nothing.

But why did she look at herself like this?

Xiao Jiu doesn't speak. Maybe she can't say a lot at one time, or she doesn't want to speak at all.

Xiaomei looked at aro in confusion and asked for help with her eyes: what's the matter with Xiaojiu? Why are you staring at me? You can't see through me.

A Ruo looked into her eyes, easily understood the meaning in her eyes, slightly raised her eyebrows and replied with her eyes: that's it, Xiao Jiu sees through you.

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Xiaomei opened her eyes indefinitely: Oh, shit, no, how can a child be so powerful?

A Ruo pursed his lips and smiled: didn't you say that high IQ will be inherited?

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Xiaomei took a smoke from the corner of her mouth: I also said that low EQ can also be inherited? You father and daughter with low EQ, are you really good at bullying me like this?

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Aro pursed his lips and stopped talking. But his eyes still looked at her, as if he were looking at her, but not at her.

Xiaomei's eyebrows could not help frowning.

I don't know why, every time he looked at her with this kind of melancholy, sentimental and pathetic eyes, her heart would be very sad, very sad, as if a place in her heart had been hollowed out.

The headache made her cover her head involuntarily.

"What's the matter?" Aro asked with concern.

Xiaomei shook her head, took a few steps back, as if she couldn't help it, and gently tapped her head.

"Stop knocking." Aro came forward, held her wrist and felt distressed.

Xiaomei's body suddenly stiffened and suddenly raised her head.

Her eyes stared at the handsome face of the man in front of her, and her eyes seemed to be filled with tears in an instant??? Aro, don't hurt me, okay? "