On Friday night, Shen Lu wanted to sleep with his brother with a dead face, and refused to get out of Shen Chuyan's bed without saying anything.

Liang Minjun coaxed her for a long time, and finally became a little impatient, planning to forcibly take the person away. Shen Lu quit, the little girl who is usually very well-behaved and obedient, probably really stimulated, rolled on the bed with her hair scattered, and shouted "I want my brother" one after another.

Shen Menghui peeked at his son and coughed lightly to remind him. Or perhaps, with a hint of pleading.

Shen Chuyan had no choice but to agree.

Liang Minjun explained a lot of verbosity, and Shen Chuyan rarely choked with her, but he didn't listen carefully. The ballpoint pen turned flexibly between his fingers, and when Liang Minjun finally finished explaining, he invited people out of the door without a second of delay.

"Okay, it's rare for their brother and sister to reunite, let's not pestle here, don't you still want to chase dramas, Lulu is not arguing next to you, you can feel at ease."

“……”

Liang Minjun walked away with a stiff face.

In the room, Shen Chuyan opened his writing homework and let Shen Lu play by himself. Shen Chuyan didn't even have a doll on the bed, and the children were pitiful and hid with themselves in the bed, and they had a lot of fun.

Halfway through his homework, he remembered that there was another person in the room, and immediately turned his head to look at the bed, thinking that Shen Lu was tired of playing and fell asleep, but he didn't know that a little head came out of the quilt: "Brother! Have you finished your homework? ”

“…… You haven't slept yet? ”

"Wait for you to play with me."

“……”

Two minutes later, Shen Chuyan casually cleaned up the books on the table, leaned against the head of the bed with his mobile phone, and prepared to search for a fairy tale on the Internet to coax the child to sleep.

As soon as I searched it out, Qin Sheng sent a message: [I wrote half a paper, and I always felt that the accuracy rate was not high, so I decided to go to bed early to recuperate and go to the library tomorrow. 】

Shen Chuyan had this intention, he relied on Shen Lu's incomprehension, and sent a voice: "Well, see you in the library tomorrow." ”

"Okay, I'll get back in touch then."

said goodnight to each other, and the children who were sitting cross-legged and motionless suddenly crawled over: "Brother, was Sister Shengsheng talking just now?" ”

Shen Chuyan: ......

"You heard me wrong!" Shen Chuyan covered her with a quilt and began to tell bedtime stories.

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The weather is good today, Ai Zihan asked the two sisters to go shopping, and there is nothing special to buy, mainly to come out to chat, have afternoon tea, and kill time.

After walking around the mall, the two sisters had several extra bags in their hands, but Ai Zihan didn't buy anything, so she helped them get it.

"Zihan, you are really going to save money for your husband, the skirt just now is really suitable for you, and it is only more than a thousand yuan, and it is popular to wear this kind of dress this year."

"We women, we have to be kind to ourselves, what man likes a yellow-faced woman? You dress up beautifully every day, and he has a face when he takes you out. ”

is also a married woman, and the topic of conversation is naturally inseparable from her husband and children.

The children are all good in their own family, and the husband is good in other people's families.

"There's a saying...... You are reluctant to spend money, and there are more women out there who spend your husband's money. ”

"What are you talking about, Yan Jun is not that kind of person." The other person held Ai Zihan's hand, and his tone was full of envy, "Qin Yanjun took great pains to chase you back then, and the relationship between the two of you is still so good after so many years, the way he looks at you is still the same as at the beginning, it's really enviable." ”

Ai Zihan tugged at the corners of his mouth, I don't know what he remembered, and he was a little distracted.

After taking the last sip of coffee, Ai Zihan stood up and went to the bathroom alone. She stood in front of the sink, quietly staring at the face in the mirror, her skin was properly maintained, her appearance was still beautiful, but the wrinkles at the corners of her eyes could not be concealed.

After washing his hands, he took out his mobile phone and wanted to send a message to Qin Yanjun, but he typed two words and immediately deleted it. After hesitating for a while, he finally put his phone back in his bag and decided to go to the company to pick him up from work in person.