The evening breeze floated slowly, gentle and delicate, as if a woman's softness was caressing a man's back.

Tang Que lulled Chu Yan and Chu Che to sleep, finally confirmed the safety device of the room, and carefully turned off the headlights, leaving a dim lamp not far from the head of the bed to prevent the child from tripping over the things on the ground when he got up at night.

After one last glance, he slowly went out, carefully closing the door without making a sound.

The moment I came out, I was involuntarily relieved. But after relaxing for less than two seconds, he saw Zong Zhengye just coming up from the stairs.

He was holding a suit in his hand, exhausted, as if he had just come out of a party, and the smell of alcohol and cigarettes on his body had not yet dissipated.

Tang Que smelled a strong smell of tobacco and felt nauseous. But he didn't come out violently, just frowned slightly, displeased.

"You're back." Tang Que asked out loud.

Zong Zhengye glanced at Tang Que indifferently, and there was a stagnant water in his eyes, as if there would be no waves.

Nodding, he wanted to go straight past Tang Que to his room to rest. But when I walked to the child's door, I suddenly wanted to take a look.

Tang Que hurriedly blocked it, "The child just fell asleep, you have to see tomorrow." ”

Regarding Tang Que's actions, Zong Zhengye's eyes were a little dark. I don't know if it's because I drank alcohol, my temper was a little short-tempered, and I glared at Tang Que. Without saying a word, he went into his room.

Tang Que sighed and walked slowly towards the other side of the corridor, where there was a room that Zong Zhengye had specially vacated for himself.

It's been a week since I got married, not to mention xing's life, but I don't have a little intimacy in my attitude. Tang Que had the illusion that Zong Zhengye was just marrying a wife who acted as a nanny.

No matter what the current state is, this is a life of your choice.

Tang Que was in the bathroom, looking at his haggard face in the smooth mirror. I'm only eighteen years old, but I look like I'm in my twenties.

Her mentality is not good, and even she found out more. Others must have seen more.

She knew that she couldn't be so passive anymore, she had to take the initiative! Not only for the children, but also for Zong Zhengye.

People's hearts are full of flesh, and after a long time, whether it is for their own face or for the sake of their children. He will change, depending on how much effort he puts in.

This night, Tang Que slept very steadily, dreamless all night, and woke up naturally the next morning. The sun shone through the curtains, and a burst of comfort permeated the body. Da Di stretched his waist and moved his neck. He jumped out of bed. I rushed to the bathroom to wash up, put on simple makeup, and found a bottle of elegant perfume to spray on the inside of my neck and wrists.

He has long black and shiny hair, and he has always liked to wear it over his shoulders. But in order to appear gentle. She held a plain hairpin and pulled her hair up. A simple bun is obviously a lively style, but suddenly it becomes a mature and stable style.

After doing this qiē, Tang Que went downstairs, and the nanny's wife is really amazing today. But after all, he is a person who has seen the world, and although he is surprised, it is only for a moment.

"I'll prepare breakfast today, and you can go and watch the two little ones get up." Tang Que commanded softly.

The babysitter nodded and went upstairs.

When Tang Que arrived in the kitchen, he first studied Zong Zhengye's favorite recipes.

It was found that he had not eaten breakfast at home for a long time, and breakfast was given to his two children.

Looking at the stomach medicine and medical records prescribed by Yang Xu before, Zong Zhengye has suffered from so many diseases in the past two or three years.

From now on, Tang Que is responsible for his body.

Since I became a wife, even if it was a formality. For his good, let's do it once!

Tang Que has dreamed of making breakfast for her husband countless times, it should be a sunny and slightly drunk morning, she woke up leisurely from a deep dream, but the other party did not wake up, she quietly came out of the bed. casually put on one of his shirts.

Go barefoot to the kitchen, bake bread, fry eggs, boil milk, and make coffee. When he woke up and disappeared from himself, he would definitely look around the huge house.

As soon as he walked to the kitchen, he could see himself preparing breakfast for him, and he would hug him tightly behind him, and whisper long and tender words in his ear.

In my mind, I was so caught up in some thoughts that I didn't even notice that there was a person standing behind me at some point.

"What are you doing?" The voice was cold, extremely cold, and did not carry the slightest emotion.

It was Zong Zhengye, and he didn't know when he stood behind him. Early in the morning he took a shower and changed into a simple sweater and linen pants. On his feet is a pair of cotton slippers. He stood behind Tang Que, his eyebrows twisted, and his overly pale face was full of doubts and incomprehension. Disgust can even be seen in the deeply twisted eyebrows.

Tang Que was slightly stunned, his subordinates forgot the eggs, and a scorching smell instantly filled the kitchen.

Zong Zhengye frowned, and walked to Tang Que in three or two steps. A crisp taste entered his nose, making Tang Que's breathing tighten slightly, and his heart instantly wrinkled together.

"Don't do it, I won't eat." He didn't show any expression, turned around and left.

"You have a bad stomach, I specially prepared millet porridge and milk, why don't you eat a little." Tang Que spoke nervously.

"I said I won't eat it, you like to eat it, don't eat it and throw it away." Zong Zhengye stopped and said a word, then walked to the door and grabbed the car keys to leave, and when he walked to the door, he suddenly turned around and glanced at Tang Que.

"The smell of perfume and egg on your body is really mixed up...", the latter words are naturally sarcastic and sarcastic.

Tang Que's face turned red and white in an instant, and the whole person stayed in place for a long time without moving.

She walked into the kitchen and dumped the eggs in the trash. Then pour all the pot of millet porridge into the sink. I let go of the rattling faucet and washed away all the millet porridge before turning it off.

She reprepared eggs and millet and began to make breakfast for Chu Yan and Chu Che.

By the time the two children came downstairs, breakfast was already on the table.

"Where's Daddy?" Chu Yan asked.

"I'm going to work, is there anything Chu Yan looking for her father?" Tang Que asked with a smile, as if nothing had happened.

"It's okay, it's just my birthday in a few days. Mom, can we celebrate my birthday together as a family? Chu Yan raised her head and looked at Tang Que with a pair of dark and translucent eyes.

Tang Que smiled and nodded, and gently stroked Tang Que's soft hair.

"Mom! Mom! I'm going to be touched too. As he spoke, Chu Che brought his little furry head to Tang Que's side.

Tang Que giggled and touched Chu Che as well.

There was a gentle smile in the room, the two children had eaten, and the governess came. Tang Que was fine, so he went to the courtyard alone and walked around.