There's a song that goes like this:

Whether you love it, hate it, mess it up, or break it up, you just want to ask me if I'm good to you. Pen, fun, and www.biquge.info

Whether you come, leave, go crazy, or be stupid, in fact, you give me a lot.

We are all too proud and care too much about who matters; Comparing that effort, it only adds to the suffering.

In fact, I would like to accompany you until you are old, just cry and laugh with you.

When you enter a marriage, there will be less wind and snow, and more love should be chewed slowly, chewed slowly, chewed slowly......

On the huge bed, Bi Yue and Chu Yifeng lay face to face, but today there were two children between them, the fat crystallizers of their love.

Chu Yifeng would carefully observe Bi Yue's face.

Just now, my daughter-in-law cried, so I pushed him away and went to the bathroom.

And he was tripped up by two children.

The children are panicked, why is Ma Ma crying? As you can imagine, he is more panicked than the children.

When his daughter-in-law came out of the bathroom, except for her red eyes, the most terrible thing was that she couldn't see that she was angry, what should she do.

Chu Yifeng really felt that Bi Yue might as well shout and make trouble with him, which also made him feel too bottomless?

I didn't dare to make a request, I didn't dare to send the children downstairs, I didn't dare to follow Bi Yue, and I didn't dare to drill into my daughter-in-law's arms like a scoundrel as soon as I entered the house.

In short, if the enemy does not move, I will not move.

The table lamp was turned off, and the moment the room just became dark, Chu Yifeng stretched out his arm to reach Biyue from the two children, and dragged it to the quilt and lifted it up:

"Good night, daughter-in-law."

"Hmm."

……

It was past five o'clock in the morning in winter, and it was still slightly dark outside.

Bi Yue sat up at night, turned on the lamp and was stunned: where is her son? What about his son's father? Hurry up and look at the bathroom, it's dark too.

When she put on her coat and carefully opened the bedroom door, she saw the two men standing in the hallway.

Chu Yifeng's shirt was messy, his pajama pants still had one leg rolled up on his knees, and he wore slippers barefoot. It's not too cold.

He was slowly swaying around the little dragon man in his arms.

The child was wrapped in a blanket, and the blanket was about to drag to the floor. The little one looked like he was already lying on his father's shoulder and was drowsy again.

The two of them snuggled up to each other, and the big man hugged the little boy.

The man seemed to be comforting the child to sleep at ease, with the father here, he tilted his head sideways and pasted his face with the child, and touched the head of the little dragon man.

For some reason, Bi Yue felt that this scene in the dim light was particularly touching to her.

She turned and went back to the house as if she had never been there.

After waiting for an hour and a half, the room of a family of four was completely lively.

This one yelled and shouted, "*** Mom, Nei." Bi Yue hurriedly made milk powder for her daughter.

The one who urinated and giggled, Chu Yifeng hurriedly cleaned up the bathroom.

The young parents are not as glamorous in front of outsiders at the moment, dressed casually, and have a casual head shape.

They are also very diligent, scrambling to scramble, and serving the two little ancestors in an orderly manner.

Liang Yinqiu came in with a feeling that he couldn't intervene.

Bi Yue also heard Chu Yifeng teaching to his peeing son: "It's called a chicken, a chicken!" Also called cow, calf, moo! ”

She shook the bottle speechlessly. Isn't that confusing children's minds?

As a result, the fragrant little boy baby was washed, with a big bag on his head, and he was the eldest and his second sister. Walking sideways, Bali moved to Bi Yue and shouted at his mother:

"Wow!"

Bi Yue immediately laughed heartlessly.

When Chu Yifeng finished the baby's meal and went upstairs, he saw Bi Yue picking up the ball in his son's arms, and was discussing:

"This can't be bitten. Be good, listen to your mother, and you can't hug it. It's all bacteria, and they eat worms in their stomachs. Kick, kick like that, you look at Mom. With a hard effort, the slippers were thrown at Chu Yifeng's feet.

Bi Yue was independent on one foot, looking at the little dragon man innocently.

Chu Yifeng picked up his daughter-in-law's slippers and threw them back, feeling that Bi Yue was stupid.

Without saying a word, he picked up the two hands from behind the child, and the height he raised was just the child's foot on the ball, and he began to move the child to kick the ball.

"Wow, it's flying."

The little dragon man can't rattle in his father's arms.

ran back and forth with the ball in the corridor several times, and when Chu Yifeng let the child play by himself again, he just watched the little fat baby slam the ball out. The little guy finally understood that it was not a hold, it was a kick, a kick.

Bi Yue looked stunned. Purse your lips, where is her daughter?

She also put up a stream with a bow on her head and indulged in her beauty, and concocted it in the same way.

At the dinner table, the four little fat hands of the two fat dolls hurriedly began.

Xiaoxi slapped it into the rice bowl, picked it up and sent it to his mouth.

The little dragon man was a little more subtle, picking at it with his fingers, and his trembling fingers smacked.

The two villains are worthy of being dragon and phoenix fetuses, and at the same time they gave up the porridge bowl, picked up the fragrant potato cake and bit it.

Chu Yifeng looked happy.

He was willing to cook just to watch this scene, and he felt that it was not hard to bother cooking at all: "Is Dad good at cooking?" ”

The two little babies ignored him.

He also cheekily smiled at Bi Yue opposite: "When will our daughter give me a thumbs up, we will be able to get through." After speaking, he also sandwiched a chopstick dish for his daughter-in-law.

Bi Yue saw that the children's eyes were full of smiles and nodded.

Old Lady Chu and Liang Yinqiu glanced at each other. Lo and behold, that's it. said that it was thanks to them, outsiders, who did not blindly mix.

Old Mrs. Chu even sighed when the big guys were laughing: Alas, husband and wife, they are all living in a mess, and they can't be too careful. She didn't sleep well all night.

……

Bi Yue began to be disrespectful and low-key in the eyes of outsiders.

Since the day the two babies were one year old, she only went to the company for three hours a day, either in the morning or in the afternoon. Streamlining some of the most important things that she had to deal with herself.

Ben came to the end of the year, and there were many meetings and business gatherings, but she hardly showed up.

First of all, on the children's birthday, she went and returned unexpectedly to Chu Yifeng, rolled up her sleeves and said, "What about making cakes?" Can they eat it? ”

"No, you can't. I'll go to your house today, and we'll eat it. ”

"They just look at their birthdays? Smell it? ”

"Yes."

Bi Yue smiled.

Chu Yifeng glanced at his daughter-in-law with a warm smile, and nodded with his chin: "Beat the eggs." Egg whites and yolks separated. After a mistake, he hurriedly said, "Huh? That pot is wet, you have to use this pot. Forget it, the eggs are left for stir-fry. ”

Bi Yue was clumsily helping.

After a while, in the kitchen, the man hated the woman for not having the strength to stir up, and pushed her into the house: "Don't help you." ”

The woman scolded the man: "Why are you doing that." ”

They made the cake and carried a bunch of things to Bi's house with the two dolls in fur coats.

This belated talk is coming, and the Bi family is lively.

On the birthday of the two treasures, Bi Jiaxin bought a large round table with a cake, a pot, ten dishes, and Moutai. The camera clicked twice to take a few pictures when it was fine, and the dragon and phoenix fetus pointed out happily that person to go crazy.

YTT Tao Tao said

Write this chapter today. Feeling tired, where has the time gone?

I didn't stay out of bed in the morning. I went to the supermarket, cleaned up the house, washed clothes, took an hour's nap, cooked sweet and sour tenderloin and stir-fried dishes, and saw that from nine o'clock in the morning to six o'clock in the evening. I started writing this chapter again, and I continued to write it until this point, and I felt very tired. Are you too? Do you often feel that you can't do anything when you don't do anything?

It's really bad if you don't save the manuscript.