Shishi, for so many years, you have been loving us.

You risked your life to give birth to Little Lemon, and you told me that even if you die, you don't want me to have children with other women, these are the best love you give us.

Little Lemon's critical illness has made every day extremely difficult now, but the hardest thing is that Little Lemon and I don't know what to do with you?

We don't want you to cry secretly, we don't want you to be alone with heavy shackles, we want to protect you.

So I'm sorry, I'm going to take your memories.

This exclusive memory is the best love that Little Lemon and I have for you.

……

The man's low and gentle voice slowly poured into the eardrums, and Lin Shiyu trembled like a fan, and picked up the crystal chain.

There was a red apple hanging from the crystal chain, and she gently flicked it open.

Inside are two small and delicate porcelain figures, it is her and Fu Qinglun.

--- Shishi, I love you.

--- poems, I love you...

He confessed to her in many languages, expressing his most fervent and devout love for her.

With a "click", a crystal teardrop fell down.

And then two, three, four, ... She stretched out her little white hand and touched her face, and she was already in tears.

At this moment, she wept bitterly.

The picture on the computer continued, and she looked up with teary eyes---

At dawn, Xiao Shushu was born, she was covered in sweat and fell asleep on the delivery bed.

"Squeak", one big and one small, the father and daughter walked in.

"Mommy," the little lemon milk called.

"Shhhh The man quickly made a silent gesture, "Little Lemon, Mommy is too tired, let Mommy sleep for a while, don't wake Mommy." ”

"Good. ”

Little Lemon smiled sweetly, she looked at Xiao Shushu curiously, and then kissed Xiao Shushu's little face.

After kissing, Little Lemon got up again and kissed her cheek.

Fu Qinglun walked over, his slender fingers gently brushed away the hair stuck to her little face one by one, he leaned over, kissed her forehead, and whispered softly, "Wife, it's hard work, we have a son." ”…

Seeing this scene, Lin Shiyu slowly hooked her red lips, and she laughed.

The little white hand wiped the tears from his face, but the more he wiped it, the more he wiped it.

She cried and laughed like a little fool.

It turned out that he never left.

He is still him, or the same Fu Qinglun, the Fu Qinglun who has loved her for many years in a place she doesn't know.

Fu Qinglun...

She whispered the name in her heart, and she remembered it.

Memories are flooding in, she can't remember how many years she and he have known each other, let time go back and forth, the windmill of their love has been turning.

Facing the wind, blowing into the distance.

……

"Jingle bell" and the apartment doorbell rings.

Aunt Su quickly walked over and opened the door, and there was a figure as long as jade standing outside the door, Fu Qinglun came.

"Mr. Smithson, are you here?"

"Yes. ”

Fu Qinglun responded lightly, and then pulled out his long legs and entered the living room, his cold black eyes glanced in the living room, but he didn't see anyone.

Aunt Su whispered, "Mr. Smithson, you're late today, and Little Lemon has already fallen asleep after dinner, and she is in the room." ”

Fu Qinglun lowered his handsome eyelids and looked at the precious steel watch on his strong wrist, it was already eight o'clock in the evening.

He's got a meeting today, so it's late.

"Got it. ”

"Mr. Smithson, would you like to give you hot food?" Aunt Su asked.

"No need. Fu Qinglun pulled out his long legs and entered the master bedroom.

In the bedroom, Xiao Lemon and Xiao Shushu slept on the soft big bed, and the sister and brother slept facing each other, covered with goose-yellow blankets, all of which were soft and small balls.

Fu Qinglun stood beside the bed, lowered his tall body, and kissed the faces of the children.

The dim light gilded down, gilding his handsome features incomparably softer, like a sand painting.

After kissing, he looked into the room, but he didn't see the beautiful figure he was thinking about.

He walked out and asked Aunt Su, "Where's Miss Lin?"

"Miss Lin seems to be in the singing room. ”

Fu Qinglun turned around and entered the practice room.

Opening the door, there was a beautiful figure sitting next to an ebony piano, and Lin Shiyu was playing the piano.

Her white fingers danced on the keys, and the piano sounded so beautiful.

Fu Qinglun walked in, her long body as jade stood behind her, one hand in her trouser pocket, one hand around the front, the wrist wrapped in the white shirt was clean and charming, and the slender five fingers were placed on the piano keys, playing a string of notes.

Lin Shiyu trembled and withdrew her little hand.

She got up and wanted to leave.

But a few slender and powerful fingers gently pinched her wrist and pulled her, and her delicate back rested against the piano.

Fu Qinglun propped up the piano beside her with two big palms, blocking her firmly in her thick chest.

Looking at her palm-sized face with his handsome eyelids, he slowly hooked his lips, "Do you miss me?"

Lin Shiyu smelled the clean and clear manly breath on his body, and she shook her head, "No." ”

"Little mouth is not honest again?"

He gagged her red lips.

Lin Shiyu didn't close her eyes, she clearly felt her red mouth being pried open, and his long tongue fed in, wantonly stirring her sweet juice.

"Drunk?"

Fu Qinglun asked in a low voice, because he tasted a faint aroma of wine in her mouth.

Lin Shiyu's beautiful apricot eyes were a little confused, and even her stunning little face was steamed with two light reds, and she was particularly charming when she was half-drunk.

"Yes. She nodded, then raised two small hands around his neck.

Fu Qinglun froze, she was so active tonight.

Lin Shiyu hugged him and traced his sexy lip line with the tip of her tongue.

Fu Qinglun quickly stretched out his healthy arm and hugged her body in his arms, his lips and tongue lingered, and there was a hot kiss.

The two kissed from the piano to the floor-to-ceiling window, and Lin Shiyu's two small hands suddenly pushed on his slender chest and pushed him hard.

Fu Qinglun's jade-like body leaned against the floor-to-ceiling window.

Lin Shiyu looked at him, the fine bangs on his forehead hung down, covering his black eyes, the man in the white shirt and black trousers was handsome, the tie hung loosely in his neck, and the man with aristocratic blood added a little seductive charm.

Lin Shiyu reached out and grabbed the tie around his neck.

Fu Qinglun's dark eyes were dyed a little scarlet, and her two big palms clasped her waist that she held in a hand, "Playing with fire, huh?"

Lin Shiyu raised her eyebrows, her drunken eyes were coated with charming powder, "You... Isn't it going to work?"

“…”

Fu Qinglun's eyes seemed to be quenched, Sikong had explained that he was not allowed to have sex for two weeks, and he forgot that it was the first few days.