Losing such a big person in front of Miss Bao'er, Duan Changyu was suddenly ashamed and embarrassed, and he couldn't wait to find a hole to get into, if it wasn't for Miss Bao'er helping him put on his shoes, he would definitely jump up and run away barefoot.

Bao'er's face was blank, knowing that he was embarrassed, and while helping him put on his shoes, he spoke: "When I was in the countryside, let alone torn cotton socks in winter, it would be good to have a pair of straw sandals to wear."

If it's not the cloud...... If it weren't for the young lady asking me to follow her, I don't know what life I would have lived.

After getting dressed, you stand up and walk around to see if it fits or not. ”

Duan Changyu was sad when he heard this, and the embarrassment just now was gone, he stood up and walked around the yard, and said again and again: "It fits very well, it's very comfortable, I have never worn such good shoes." ”

"Then you wait for me." Bao'er entered the house again, and when she came out, she had a few more pairs of cotton socks in her hand: "These pairs of cotton socks were originally made for the master, and the master couldn't wear them for a while, so I originally planned to give them to the housekeeper."

Since your socks are torn, I'll give them to you, and I'll make two pairs for his old man next time. ”

When Duan Changyu heard this, he honestly took the cotton socks in Bao'er's hand and said happily: "Thank you, Miss Bao'er." ”

Bao'er said: "Take off the socks on your feet, I'll sew them for you, and next time you have time, you can come and get them." ”

Duan Changyu's elm head melon seeds finally had a rare light, and when he thought that he would have the opportunity and excuse to see Bao'er next time, he quickly agreed: "Okay, there is Miss Lao Bao'er." ”

......

Chu Yunyao pushed open the door of the study, and saw Mo Lingyuan standing by the window, his tall back looking gloomy and lonely, and a cold aura lingering all over his body.

Chu Yunyao frowned, walked towards Mo Lingyuan, hugged his waist from behind, put his little face on his back, and asked coquettishly: "I heard that the housekeeper said that you locked yourself in the study and refused to eat breakfast."

What happened? ”

Mo Lingyuan's palm pressed on the back of her hand, and her voice was low and deep, "Yun Yao, we've been married for a long time, right?" ”

Chu Yunyao said "um", "Yes, why did you suddenly ask this question?" ”

"Bear me a baby." Mo Lingyuan's throat rolled, his voice was difficult, and he only felt a dull pain in his chest spread, he suddenly turned around and grasped her thin and slender shoulders with his hands, "Will you give me a baby?" ”

Chu Yunyao raised his eyes, staring at his dark eyes as deep as an ancient well, and stroked his frowning brows with his fingertips, "What's wrong with you?" How could you suddenly want to have a child? ”

Even if you want to have children, it is impossible to show this expression of bitterness and hatred.

Chu Yunyao asked tentatively, "Are you stimulated by something?" Did the matter of the other courtyard irritate you? ”

Mo Lingyuan pursed his lips and stared at her face for a long time.

He didn't know what Wen Ruyi's real person looked like, but he looked at what Mama Lan gave him, it was a photo of his mother and Wen Ruyi when they were studying, her smile was like a flower, and her smile was especially similar to her appearance, with crooked eyebrows and eyes, bright eyes and bright teeth.

No wonder her father was so hostile to her at the first sight of her regaining her appearance.

Those pasts that have been buried for more than ten years have been dug up, and even he can't bear it.

As long as you have a child, you can continue to marry her, and you can use the child to bind him to her, and everything in the past will be treated as if nothing had happened.

After all, his wife knew nothing about these things and was innocent!