"You and that bastard were going to get married, but the scum split their legs and got together with the slut." The other end of the phone was silent for a moment, and summed up this sentence succinctly.

“……”

Splitting legs? It's disgusting!

Su Yimo sighed silently, thinking that she would have to face this scumbag in the future, and she was very melancholy.

★

The morning sun has just risen above the horizon, and the place where heaven and earth meet is a bright light, full of hopeful gold.

A new day is coming again.

The gentle sun rises slowly, dispelling the darkness and coldness of the night.

The soft sunlight sprinkles down, all over every corner of Yinxi City, a corner of the city, the sun surrounds an apricot villa, there is no luxury and gorgeous, only the warmth of home.

On the lawn in front of the villa, a few Whelan plants are about to bloom, and on the steps next to it is a beckoning cat cartoon-style watering can, and the cat's eyes are smiling to complete the crescent, as if they are happy for the flowers that are about to bloom.

The cute meat paws of the beckoning cat are exactly the mouth of the watering can, drop by drop, wet with a stain, it seems that the owner of the house has just poured Whelan.

"Mommy, get up." Su Tongan came to the bed and called Su Yimo softly.

He got up an hour ago, got dressed, washed, and watered the flowers at the same time, and now he waited for Su Yimo to get up and have breakfast together.

Su Yimo, who was asleep, heard the voice of her baby son, and couldn't help but smile with happiness and satisfaction, and in a daze, there were signs of waking up.

Su Yimo turned over and tried to open her eyes, her vision was blurred, and there was a small figure in front of her.

Just sobered up, she didn't know where the strength came from, she didn't want to pounce on the figure and hold the villain in her arms.

"Mommy." Su Tongan sighed helplessly, the contented little adult looked like he was just in Su Yimo's arms, and the corners of his lips were also with a satisfied arc.

"An'an, good morning." Su Yimo closed her eyes, her chin was on Su Tong'an's small shoulder, only with him, she felt that her heart was filled.

"Mommy, you haven't brushed your teeth yet."

"What? That's disgusting to me. ”

"Yes."

"......" stinky boy, can't you be a caring little padded jacket! Half an hour later, Su Yimo finished washing, walked out of the bathroom refreshed, and transferred to the restaurant downstairs.

"Mommy, here." Su Tongan waved his small hand and signaled to the position beside him.

The rectangular dining table, the white tablecloth is printed with small flowers, and the fresh and warm morning light outside the window complements each other, and the warmth is doubled.

Su Yimo only wore simple jeans and a white t-shirt, without any modification, without makeup and cleansing, very fresh and lovely.

The long wet hair is still dripping with crystal droplets, along the ends of the hair or falling to the ground, or soaking the T-shirt, the beautiful eyes are smiling, very clear, so that there is no sigh for the magic of her smile, as if seeing her smile will advance this day will be a beautiful and full of anticipation.

"An'an, morning." Su Yimo first walked to Su Tongan, leaned over and printed a good morning kiss on Su Tongan's forehead, and then turned sideways and turned her cheek towards Su Tongan, as if waiting for something.

Su Tongan naturally kissed Su Yimo's cheek, picked up the knife and fork and prepared to enjoy a hearty and nutritious breakfast.

"An An?" The provincial tone is slightly raised, and there seems to be displeasure.

Su Yimo passed Su Tongan and sat next to him, side by side with him, she looked sideways slightly and saw the knife and fork in his hand glowing with silver light, and couldn't help frowning.

"Mommy." Su Tongan's voice was soft and soft, like glutinous rice.

His big eyes are like clear spring eyes, pure and innocent are the same as Su Yimo, full of expectation and faintly staring at Su Yimo with a touch of pity.

I'm afraid that whoever sees Su Tongan like this will respond to his request, and he can't harden his heart at all, but don't forget that it is Su Yimo who is sitting next to Su Tongan now.

Knowing the son Mo Ruomu.

There is no doubt that Su Yimo loves Su Tongan, but it does not mean that she will blindly indulge him, she has her own way of education.

Maybe An An will not become another Einstein, Newton, or Bill Gates under her education, but she is very glad that An An is already great, and she is proud of him.

Su Yimo's eyes were clear, she raised her eyebrows, shook her head, and signaled that his plan had not succeeded.

"An An, you should use this 'beautiful man's plan' when you grow up." Su Yimo kindly reminded that she put a pair of bamboo chopsticks in Su Tongan's hand when she spoke, "Also, even if you reach the age of using the 'beautiful man trick', don't use it on me, it's completely immune." ”

She said this on her lips, but she was thinking in her heart, An An's "lethality" when he was a child was so powerful, what if he grew up? How many girls must be fascinated by An An?

"Mommy, it's not a beautiful man!" Su Tongan didn't agree with Su Yimo's statement, with a straight face, he really wanted to theorize.

"Well, it's not a beautiful man's plan." Su Yimo bowed her head and said lightly: "It's a beauty plan." "Breakfast calmly swinging in his hand.

“……”

Su Tongan's little face was twisted, obviously, he didn't like to be seen as "serving people with beauty", he was six years old, and he was already a man in his heart.

It's a little awkward to say, Su Yimo teased him a little, it can be regarded as a kind of expression of her love, but it is a little unbearable to suffer the little guy.

"Alright." Su Yimo suddenly opened her mouth and directly handed the bamboo chopsticks to Su Tongan, "Don't interrupt, it's useless to 'sound east and west'." ”

Su Tongan looked at the chopsticks in front of him, let out a long breath of resignation, picked up the chopsticks, and used them extremely slowly.

“…… It's not for you to go to the execution ground. ”

"Almost."

“……”

Su Yimo's face was slightly gloomy, "An'an, have you forgotten what I said?" ”

Su Tongan naturally knew about Su Yimo's changes, he was already at a loss, and hung his head guiltily.

"Mommy, I haven't forgotten." Halfway through, he spoke, his voice deep and his mood slightly lower.

"Okay, it's good that I haven't forgotten."

Aunt Feng, who was busy in the kitchen, was brought from Paris by Su Yimo, and had no children and no daughters.

Su Tongan grew up under Aunt Feng's watch, and her feelings are better than blood affection.

Aunt Feng came to refill a cup of milk for the mother and son, and when she heard their conversation, Aunt Feng began to feel sorry for Su Tongan, she wanted to step forward to persuade a few words, but suddenly saw the bamboo chopsticks that Su Yimo handed to Su Tongan, she suddenly understood Su Yimo's intentions, and took the steps back.

Aunt Feng quietly withdrew from the restaurant, warmed the milk on the stove, and went to the restaurant after a while.

"But I don't use chopsticks ......," Su Tongan still hung his head.

He's a boy, Mommy forces him to use chopsticks, he won't cry in a hurry, but if he really doesn't use chopsticks well, he will try to get rid of the fact that he uses chopsticks.

"An An, we are Chinese, and Chinese should make chopsticks." Su Yimo was cautious and solemn, her An An grew up in France and used a good knife and fork, but he had to learn chopsticks, no matter how difficult it was.

"It's not that Mommy is old-fashioned." Su Yimo picked up the chopsticks that Su Tong'an had put down and handed them to him again, "This is a kind of inheritance. You, understand? ”

Her tone softened a lot.

"Mommy......" Su Tongan raised his head and met Su Yimo's eyes, and he looked at her in a daze.

Suddenly.

"I understand! Mommy. Su Tongan's eyes were firm, his voice was sonorous and powerful, and he took the chopsticks cautiously.

The small palm manipulating the chopsticks is a little clumsy, and even a little uncoordinated, unsuccessful once and unsuccessful twice...... There will be a moment when he will succeed.

"An An, use it like this, you see ......"

"Yes! I see. ”

"Try again."

"Still won't work."

"Don't worry, put your index finger here."

……

"Mommy, I finally made it."

Su Yimo showed Su Tong'an, and then personally corrected Su Tong'an's usage specifications.

Su Tongan listened attentively on the side, observed carefully, and was defeated and defeated again and again.

His intelligence far surpassed that of children of his age, but he was not satisfactory in the use of chopsticks, as if saying that sailors can't swim, which was surprising and even more regrettable.

Guo Su Tongan has taken the first step, where there is a will, there is a way.

"An'an, Mommy will take you to school in a while."

After breakfast, Su Yimo proposed to send Su Tongan to school, in fact, Su Tongan has always been independent, and used to take his own car to school, and then the driver Lao Zhang reported the situation to Su Yimo.

"Mommy, have you forgotten today's arrangement?" Su Tongan changed into a school uniform, and his clothes were like a small suit, handsome and sunny, which made people's eyes shine.

His lips are red and his teeth are white, his facial features are exquisite, he looks like a little adult, and his eyebrows are childish, and he is slightly frowning at this moment, faintly revealing helplessness.

"I'm ...... today" Su Yimo lowered her eyes and adjusted her sleeves, and when she spoke, she saw Su Tongan standing upright a few steps away, and she couldn't help but be stunned.

Extremely familiar feeling, isn't it exactly the ...... of the miniature version

Su Yimo shuddered coldly, suddenly came back to her senses, stepped forward in a few steps, squatted down, and held Su Tongan's little face very violently, "An An, don't frown!" Laugh more later! "The expression is serious, even as if the demon is stunned.

"Mommy?" Su Tongan was stunned, looking at Su Yimo in a daze, not understanding what was wrong with her mother.

The inexplicability and uneasiness in Su Tongan's eyes fell into Su Yimo's eyes, she suddenly sobered up, quickly let go of her hands, and saw Su Tongan's white and tender cheeks leaving pink marks, and suddenly felt distressed.

"Hurt you? I'm sorry, I'm sorry, it's Mommy's fault. Su Yimo carefully and gently rubbed Su Tongan's cheeks, her eyes showing guilt.

"It's alright, Mommy!" Su Tongan raised a bright smile, "I'm obedient!" ”

He didn't know why Mommy had suddenly become like this, but he didn't want to see Mommy frown anyway.

Su Yimo hugged Su Tong'an, tightly circled him in his arms, and stroked his soft short hair.

"An An, go ahead, it's time to go to school." Su Yimo's eyes were closed, feeling the warmth of her son's arms, and her other hand was clenched tightly.

An'an, I won't let any of you take you away!