Even after getting up this morning, Su Yan couldn't help but want to bully her, and in fact he did that. Even the appointment with several other shopkeepers to go to patrol the shop was forgotten, and at this moment, all I was thinking about was watering her more fertilizer and dyeing it all my own.

He Dangli was knocked down on the bed again in a daze, like a black green silk and a hibiscus osmanthus peony brocade quilt, lined with skin like condensation, like a good ink-splashed landscape beauty painting. The already thin plain peony pattern obscene clothes were slightly provoked by him, revealing a large piece of spring light inside.

The eyes are crimson, and the eyebrows contain a spring scene. The room is full of fragrance and obscenity.

Today, the spring light outside the window is just right, the breeze is not dry, and the warm sun is half slanted. The flowers, branches, leaves, and vines danced with the fly, and the sound sounded, and the ground was full of crimson beauty.

Under the eaves, a row of orchids and thousand-petal camellia are full of enchantment, green wings are high and leaves, and vermilion flowers are blowing. Come from the side of the moat, open the eaves tooth. Who stops embroidering with thin shadows, and the fragrance is like boiling tea. A few light and astringent, the moon moves to clamp the window screen.

Xiao Ping'an, who is only three and a half years old now, is simply a father who doesn't hurt, his mother doesn't love, and the existence of a little cabbage in the field. Even his grandmother, who used to be the best to him, thinks about stuffing women for his father every day, or those ugly women who are not as good-looking as his mother. Obviously, my father already has a mother, so why should there be other women.

Daddy is his, Daddy is also his mother's, and Daddy likes his mother so much. If Daddy really has another man, then he will leave with his mother, and he will find a new father for his mother. After all, he is already a little man, and he should protect his mother.

Su Yan in the house didn't know at the moment that his baby son actually wanted to give his mother, and his daughter-in-law was looking for his stepfather, who was constantly fanning the flames with his hands somewhere, bullying himself. The burning lips seemed to have a temperature that was about to melt people, and the roots of the ears were still as red as they were back then.

Thousands of beauties under him are blooming, and the snow-capped places are blooming with gorgeous red plums, yin is gorgeous and gorgeous. It has not dissipated for a long time, like the most perfect masterpiece of heaven.

There are three or two sparrows under the eaves, jumping left and right from time to time. The bold ones even tilted their little heads, staring intently at the little boy under them with those small mung bean eyes.

Today, I was dressed like a little cabbage in the field, and Xiao Ping'an pulled his ears, squatting in the yard with a small branch to draw circles, and his mouth was still vaguely reading something. A bun with a small face is puffed up, and I really want people to go up and pinch it to see if it is softer than the real white-flour steamed bun. Standing on the side was a sturdy nurse who hadn't seen her for a long time.

There will always be a lot of unexpected things happening in five years, such as Da Zhuang is already married. Cui'er, who married a childhood sweetheart, has now given birth to two sons and a daughter, and her life is prosperous, and those two sons have been sent to be Suli's guards and scholars since childhood.

It's just that Su Li doesn't like to be his scholar on weekdays, and there is a runny little girl stuck to the back, so he doesn't like to play with other people on weekdays. When I have time, I either stick to my mother or father, or I carry those bitter and difficult to understand big characters.

Xiao Ping'an squatted outside and his feet were a little numb, and he couldn't help but move his little buttocks, and then moved again. But when he was about to move from the corner to the outside of the courtyard, his father and mother had not yet gotten up. A small bun face is already about to be pulled into a bitter gourd face.

My mother is not feeling well and sleeping lazily on weekdays, but today the sun is going to burn her buttocks, and Daddy hasn't gotten up yet. It's embarrassing to say that he is lying in bed, and sure enough, the man's words can't be believed.

On the small table of Ruyi pomegranate peony carved from a whole piece of fine golden silk nanmu, a white porcelain blue and white ink garlic bottle is diagonally inserted in a white porcelain blue and white ink garlic bottle with a few green pink peach blossom branches that were newly folded last night and a few thousand-petal camellia with a light gradient color inside/dark outside. At this moment, the wisps of fresh breeze drifted into the back carved window lattice, which was full of sweet fragrance mixed with sweet and greasy floral fragrance, which was wonderful, especially mixed with a faint fishy/sandalwood smell.

After pulling people to do a hearty exercise all morning, Su Yan even had an indescribable look of arrogance between his eyebrows, and at this moment, he was quietly painting his wife with lips and thrushes, completely forgetting the fact that he also had a son.

He Dangli was so obedient, sitting obediently and letting him move. A rhombic flower/lip is as gorgeous as smeared with begonia flower juice, and the eyebrows are like peach petals floating on spring water, charming and colorful. He was still playing with a newly acquired colorful glass ball in both hands, and from time to time he showed a big smile, which was enough to make the room full of color.

"Does the lady want to wear this begonia glazed bead hairpin or magnolia jade hairpin today." Su Yan has now contracted her daily dressing, and today she deliberately gave her a slanted sideburns. There are a few round and full pearl flowers on the side, and the joy of this boudoir is not known to outsiders.

"Or the lady prefers the red jade pomegranate crystal tassel hairpin that Xianggong bought for you yesterday." If it is the color of the world, only red sets her best.

Now Su Yan doesn't forget to buy her a few new hairpins and jewelry when she goes out every day, and at this moment, the number is so large that even the makeup box has already been piled up, and people open a separate room for her to store jewelry and jewelry for her wife, I don't know how much envy it arouses.

Even if he bought it more times, he either thought that the pattern was too ordinary, or that style he had already bought and the style was not beautiful. After a long time, he set up his own drawings to build, and specially opened a "Nian Yuxuan" to sell women's jewelry. Since the day it opened, the business has been booming, and it has earned thousands of dollars every day.

He Dangli shook his head with a pair of misty pupils that seemed to be water-stained. then stretched out his hand and grabbed a jade butterfly water gold rocking hairpin in the makeup box; "Ah Li wants this."

"Okay, let's bring this today." Su Yan placed it between the ink hair, and provoked a burst of laughter from the people in front of him.

The two mirrors are both good-looking, the woman is delicate, scarlet and greasy, and the color is like the flower of spring dawn. The man has a long body and is as clear as the wind, especially when he looks at the woman, his light-colored eyes are full of deep affection, and only a little glance is enough to make people indulge in the sea of love, and it is difficult to extricate himself.

It is a match made in heaven for talented women and women, and it is not an exaggeration to say that Qin Se and Ming are not exaggerated.

"The lady is so good-looking, and the husband regrets agreeing to take the lady out. When the time comes, when the lady goes out, remember to hold on tightly to the hand of the father-in-law, otherwise I am worried that you will run away. Su Yan wrapped his hands around her waist, and kissed her hibiscus face, which became more and more charming and affectionate after watering, and her eyes were as clear as childish carefree.

Now she is very good, forgetting all the hardships of the past. But they also forgot about him.

But for the rest of his life, it is enough to have him by his side, and peace.

"But you promised Ah Li, you can't talk and don't count." He Dangli frowned with a distressed face, like the last time he had a toothache and refused to take medicine because he ate too many sweets.

"But the lady is so good-looking, so good-looking, I just want Xianggong to hide it, hide it in a place where no one can see it." Just as he had thought before, he had also hidden Ah Li for five whole years, and even painted all her blank memories in the ink he painted.

His blanks are now filled with him, and he is not satisfied.

"Xianggong is also good-looking, but Ah Li never wanted to hide Xianggong." He Dang's little hand without a trace of cocoons from Bai Nen uneasily pulled the sachet hanging on his waist, and his small mouth was so aggrieved that he was about to hang the oil pot, and from time to time he looked at him timidly.

"Stupid." A doting laugh and scolding can't say half of his affection.

After the two of them rubbed together, the little cabbage outside had already squatted and his legs were numb. Seeing that the door finally opened a crack, he hurriedly rushed over with a small cannonball.

"Daddy, mother, when are we going out?" Xiao Ping'an, who had already washed his face and dressed himself, threw himself directly into the arms of his kiss/beautiful mother, and coquettishly kissed and hugged him high. Ignoring his father's bad guy, such a big man is still robbing his mother and sun with him and still sleeping lazy, it's shameless.

He Dangli was still stunned, and he didn't see much reaction. It's just that those hands are holding the corner of Su Yan's robe, obviously not knowing what to do.

Xiao Ping'an saw that his mother ignored him, so he hurriedly hugged his mother's thigh, his mouth was pouted, and his eyes were slightly red; "My mother doesn't look at peace, I'm your son peace, mother."

Although he was not warned by his father again or twice, his mother lost his memory because of some previous events, and even there were some problems in his head, and he couldn't remember or recognize people.

But every time he saw his mother, he ignored himself and his father, and he hadn't called him by name or hugged him for so long. It is inevitable that I will feel sad and wronged, but when I think of what my father said, I feel more sorry for my mother.

"Ah Li, this is peace, me and your child." Su Yan turned around and threw out with a fierce tug; "Don't mess with your mother, go out and play by yourself."

The speed of changing faces is simply outrageous.

In the twilight of March, the flowers fall more affectionately.

Today, the beauty who has been hidden by the third young master of the Su family for three years is the first time to appear with the crowd, and I don't know how many people are curious to watch. At yesterday's birthday banquet, Mrs. Su, who was depressed all night, naturally learned early, and at this moment, she was even more dressed up and planned to go to meet the person who was waiting for him to hold the fox spirit.

She wanted to see what kind of national beauty and fragrance the fox looked like, and she actually fascinated her son, and even contradicted her as a mother three times or twice.

"Mother, you're going out today." Fang's today wore a long jacket with a soft collar collared with light purple dots sprinkled with flowers, and a horse-faced skirt that changed from light to dark. On the sideburns, there is a complete set of white magnolia flower heads, and the ears are decorated with blood-red pigeon stones. It is more and more dignified and dignified.