Life after marriage is very peaceful.

Xu Xianmo gave birth to a boy eight months later.

Dragon Flame.

Young Master Long was so happy, so Xu Xianmo stared at him: "It's because of my son that I'm so happy!" ”

"Where!" He smiled and kissed his wife's little face, "I like daughters more, but we have to have a boy." ”

She was angry: "You just want a son anyway!" ”

"How could I let Youyou, or my sister, inherit the family business, it's a man's business!" He smiled and kissed her little face: "So, with Long Yan, we don't have to work hard anymore!" ”

Xu Xianmo pinched his arm: "The hard-working person is me!" ”

He grabbed her little hand, didn't let her go, and then said in a calm voice: "I'm also hard, don't you remember?" ”

Her face flushed, the unscrupulous scoundrel.

At this time, it is a calm and beautiful time.

He put his arm around her and occasionally glanced at his son.

The eyes that looked at it were full of disgust.

Boy, he hasn't been able to meet his wife for more than half a year, and now he has to occupy his wife's time again.

She pinched him: "I'm jealous with the child again." ”

He smiled: "How come? ”

Youyou ran in, and when she was a father, she immediately hugged the little princess: "Who are you coming with?" ”

"It's Grandma!" The dragon's voice was a little crisp.

Then Wen An'an walked in, looking ********.

Long Dingrui put the child down and took the things in Wen An'an's hand, "Mom, why don't you let someone send it." ”

Wen An'an's health has not been very good in recent years, and this time Mo Mo gave birth to Longyan, and Wen An'an almost took care of it single-handedly.

"It's your father's stewed soup, you don't know, when he gave birth to you, none of them were by his side, so now Long Yan, he doesn't know how much attention he attaches to it!"

After Wen An'an finished speaking, Long Ze had already walked into the ward.

Xu Xianmo wanted to sit up, but Wen Anan stopped her: "Lying down, it's not an outsider!" ”

She looked at her son, dressed in a casual gray sweater, looking at home.

The body took off those sharp breaths in the mall, became a little softer, and felt a little comforted in my heart.

put down the things in his hand and opened: "Mo Mo, your father boiled it himself, I didn't have this treatment before!" ”

Xu Qianmo's little face was a little, and she thought for a while before she spoke: "Then let's eat together?" ”

Wen An'an smiled, then looked at his son, and said meaningfully, "No wonder Rui Rui likes you so much." ”

Actually, it's still a bit silly.

Xu Qianmo was a little embarrassed.

The little face was a little red.

Long Dingrui took it, blew it, and then said softly: "Fool, this is a milk promoter!" ”

Her face flushed and she glared at him.

Wen Anan also laughed, "Mo Mo, don't pay attention to him!" ”

Xu Qianmo's voice was a little funny: "Mom said you can't spit out ivory!" ’

He looked at her...... And then it took on a lot of meaning.

Let her know at night if he can vomit or not.

……

A year later, on the grass of Zhenyuan, Long Youyou leaned on his father's arms in a beautiful little dress.

Long Dingrui and Xu Xianmo wore dresses and sat on European-style chairs.

On Xu Qianmo's lap, sat Long Yan.

At a young age, he has a serious little face.

The photographer was a professional photographer, the queen photographer of a world-renowned magazine.

"One, two, three......" he gestured.

A family with a rebellious appearance left a smile.

Three days later, the official photo was printed in the newspaper.

A woman in a fancy suit looks at the paper.

The years have smoothed the light in his eyes, but returned to the warmth of the family.

She remembered that when she was in her twenties, he was so radiant, and at that time, she even thought that this man must belong to her.

And now, he completely belongs to Xu Xianmo.

They don't have many expressions, but they can see that they are very affectionate.

for his hand was holding her.

When she was in a daze, someone called her name: "Zhuoya, there are customers looking for you!" ”

Zoya came back to her senses, and then she saw a drop of water fall on the newspaper, and she quickly wiped it off with a tissue.

Just now, she must have been crying......

She...... will slowly forget.

Because that person is already happy.

……

(The story of Yan Nuo and Mu Zhi.) ）

Gorgeous crystal lamps, with the occasional conversation or two coming from upstairs.

Yan Nuo's shoulders are carrying a cello, and she is a little struggling with her thin little body!

She stood there bored, waiting for Teacher Tang.

It's a five-star hotel, and here, there's going to be a concert tonight.

There was her first show.

Straight black hair, draped over the shoulders, and a small silver gown on the body.

The eighteen-year-old figure is naturally not too attractive, a little thin, but there should be, there are still there, but they are a little immature.

She lowered her eyes and looked at her toes.

And the sound upstairs is getting closer. Sounds very respectful.

And in the middle, there was a very elegant and charming voice mixed together, and she could not hear it very clearly, because she had one ear that could not be heard.

Mu Zhi listened to his chief adviser talk about the current situation, and he slowly walked down, he had just met with the head of a Middle Eastern country, and just talked about the intention of cooperation.

He needs to rest now.

Rubbing his shoulders, he wanted to walk quickly to the car outside, his eyes stopped, and then he didn't move forward.

He looked carefully at the slender figure behind him through a screen, and with just a side face, he had already determined who she was.

Because her genes are so good, she completely inherits the appearance of those two.

"Your Excellency!" The adviser's voice on the side was a little lowered, for fear of displeasing the president.

Mu Zhi's gaze did not retract, but made a gesture, signaling them not to follow.

Himself, he walked towards the slender little man.

Every step was like stepping on his past.

At that time, he was not called Mu Zhi, he was just a poor boy who was found by Yan Qing to be a toy to accompany her.

But he hugged her so little and experienced life and death together.

Even, she almost became his wife.

As he stood behind her, Yan Nuo turned around sharply and saw a very dignified face.

Her eyes widened, and then subconsciously retreated, but she was not used to high heels, so she leaned back......

A large hand wrapped around her waist, and she was hugged back, her shoulders loosened.

Her cello was already on the sidelines.

"Girl, you don't need to carry such a heavy thing!" His voice was as good as it had just been......

She froze, and he reached out and stroked one of her ears with some tenderness, and she tensed up at once.