"Ahem...... Pay attention...... Your dad is still driving......" Professor Shen, who was driving, glanced at the rearview mirror and couldn't help but kindly remind.

Peach's body stiffened, and she hurriedly pushed Shen Mochen away.

"Don't look at insolence, Dad, although you teach history, not language, you should understand the meaning of these four words." Shen Mochen raised his head with an unhappy face, looked at his father's eyes in the rearview mirror, and continued in a low voice: "When you and my mother Qingqing and me just now, did I remind you out loud?" ”

"Stinky Boy...... You ......"

"It's really good to be kind...... Shen Mochen retracted his body, sat upright in his seat again, closed his eyes, and pretended to be recuperating: "Dad, you concentrate on driving......"

……

This kid is really lawless!

Professor Shen glared at him fiercely in the rearview mirror.

Momoko sat in her place in embarrassment, her head buried low, and her whole body was almost lying on her back.

After a while, Peaches calmed down, and then secretly looked up at Shen Mochen, only to see him sitting upright in his seat, looking as if he was asleep, his long eyelashes casting a shadow on his eye sockets, the bridge of his nose was straight, his thin lips were pursed, and his perfect and resolute silhouette flickered and dimmed under the lights that kept passing outside the car window.

Is the sentence he just said "I love you"?

Momoko looked at him in disarray.

This guy, since he is embarrassed to say it, why are you embarrassed to admit it?

Momoko kept circling this question in her mind, and when she thought about it, she actually leaned her head against the car window and fell asleep.

Shen Mochen, who had been closing his eyes and recuperating, slowly opened his eyes, and those deep eyes like ink jade slowly fell on Peach's sleeping face, looking at her delicate eyebrows, it was rare to wrinkle slightly in her sleep, a ruddy little mouth opened slightly, and her nose breathed evenly.

Shen Mochen's eyes bloomed with a gentle light, his eyes were full of pampering, he couldn't help but reach out and gently tug the peach's braid, and said in a low voice: "It's rare for you to be smart once......

A smile tugged at the corners of his lips.

Not long after the Chinese New Year's Eve passed, it was the Spring Festival.

As usual, the two families spent the New Year together, but this year there is another one.

In her spare time, Peach's mother looked at the people who kept circling around Peach and Shen Mochen, and said to He Yue with a smile: "Look at the three of them like that, do they look like a family of three?" In the future, Peach and Dusty will get married and have a child, it should be the same scene as now, right? ”

He Yue followed the eyes of Peach's mother and looked at the three children, Shen Mochen was sitting on the sofa in the living room reading carefully, next to Peaches was leaning on the sofa very unfiguratively, holding an apple in his hand and munching on it while watching TV, and then lying on Peaches's stomach, muttering and not knowing what he was talking about, he turned his head from time to time to look at TV.

The winter sun shines warmly through the living room window, and the bright and small sunlight shines on their faces and bodies, as if it is a warm family portrait.

"Hey......" He Yue let out a long sigh, shook her head, and said helplessly with a smile: "I suddenly want to hug my grandson...... It's a pity that we'll have to wait a few years......"