Xiao Maruko was very curious to pull Nan Nan to visit her home, her little steps were very slow, and she said in a milky voice: "Nan Nan, my mother said that you should live in our house, we are good friends, we can play together." ”

Nan Nan came to this strange place and was wary when she saw strangers, but the little ball in front of her was very cute, so she let her pull herself.

Maruko pulled Nan Nan to his small room, pointed to the doll on the table and said, "Do you want to play with that?" ”

Saying that, the little short legs ran over and took the doll to Nan Nan, looked at him with a bright smile and said, "Play for you." ”

Although Nan Nan is a little boy, he is young, as long as he sees that it is a toy, there is an irresistible attraction, he moved his hand, wanted to take it but did not dare to take it, and retracted his hand with some fear.

Xiao Maruko directly stuffed the doll into Nan Nan's hand and said, "You're welcome, my mother taught us to share it with our friends." ”

Nan Nan held the doll tightly in her hand and did not throw it away.

Zhao Qingluo's eyes kept following Xiao Maruko and Nan Nan, and never took their eyes off them, until they walked into Xiao Maruko's room, and did not withdraw their gaze.

Yue Tingcheng sat on the sofa, searching for information about this familiar little boy in his mind, where had he seen it.

"I'll cook it myself tonight and make it for you." Zhao Qingluo put her mind back, looked at Yue Tingcheng and said with a radiant expression.

Yue Tingcheng came back to his senses, put his hand on the back of the sofa, the corners of his mouth were slightly hooked, and his dark and deep pupils looked straight at Zhao Qingluo, the starlight in his eyes flickered, and he responded: "Okay." ”

The sound is deep and magnetic.

Zhao Qingluo immediately got up, put on her apron very skillfully, glanced at Yue Tingcheng, and walked into the kitchen with a smile.

When the mother-in-law and Zhuang Guizhi came out, they happened to see Zhao Qingluo, who was busy alone in the kitchen, and the two of them frowned at each other.

"Hey, it's been a long time since I've seen my Qingluo cooking." Zhuang Guizhi said to her mother-in-law with a smile.

The mother-in-law inadvertently glanced at Yue Tingcheng, who was sitting on the sofa with the corners of her mouth slightly hooked, her mouth turned towards that side, and teased: "I see, it must be someone's light, otherwise I wouldn't be able to eat the dishes made by my daughter-in-law." ”

Zhuang Guizhi followed her mother-in-law's gaze, and immediately smiled, and echoed: "I'll just say, this Qingluo is a person who can't cook a few times a year, and I thought that the sun came out in the west today." ”

Yue Tingcheng is such a person, how could he not hear the meaning of their words, but when he thought that Zhao Qingluo was cooking for himself, he didn't bother to meet them in general, so he let them joke.

When Zhao Qingluo came out of the dishes, she saw three people sitting on the sofa, silent with each other and did not speak, and wondered in her heart.

Slowly approached, he shouted softly, "It's time to eat." ”

Mother-in-law and Zhuang Guizhi turned their heads instantly, and the two old faces smiled very brightly.

Zhao Qingluo turned her gaze a little uncomfortable and looked at Yue Tingcheng, who was still sitting on the sofa next to her.

Yue Tingcheng stood up straight with a pair of long legs, looked at Zhao Qingluo and raised his eyebrows slightly, and walked straight towards the restaurant.

Zhao Qingluo suddenly felt that she was in a fog, and she couldn't figure out what was going on.

The mother-in-law smiled and wrinkled her face and said, "Daughter-in-law, take care of my family, thank you for your hard work." ”

Zhuang Guizhi also glanced at Zhao Qingluo meaningfully.

Zhao Qingluo's face suddenly turned red, coughed a little embarrassed, and said, "I told the children to come down to eat." ”

As he spoke, he ran upstairs as if he were running away.

Zhao Qingluo ran upstairs to her room, patted her face in the mirror, and secretly said why her face was so thin, she had given birth to two children, why was she so easily shy.

Even if it was for Yue Tingcheng to cook just now, he didn't make such a fuss, he just didn't cook often, why did they all have such a hellish expression.

"Mom, Nan Nan and I are so hungry." Xiao Maruko suddenly ran to Zhao Qingluo's room.

Zhao Qingluo came back to her senses and turned her head to look at Xiao Maruko and Nan Nan, the two were holding hands together, and Nan Nan was still holding a doll in her hand.

"Okay, you guys go downstairs and go to dinner together." Zhao Qingluo said softly.

When Xiao Maruko and Nan Nan left, Zhao Qingluo ran to call buns again.

At the dinner table, the children ate happily, but Zhao Qingluo always looked at her mother-in-law and Zhuang Guizhi, intentionally or unintentionally, for fear that they would come up with something to tease themselves at any time.

Fortunately, they were all quietly eating the whole time.

Yue Tingcheng, who had finished taking a bath, came out of the bathroom and brought out a burst of white gas, he straightened the bathrobe on his body, and then walked towards the bed with his long legs.

Zhao Qingluo was half-lying on the bed flipping through the book, heard the sound of the bathroom door opening, and when she looked up, she saw Yue Tingcheng with a bathrobe with an open neckline coming out of it, revealing the honey-colored texture around her neck, and then down the line, the bathrobe was loosely tied around her waist, and below was her strong calf, Zhao Qingluo couldn't help but swallow her saliva and turned her eyes to see Yue Tingcheng's face.

But he happened to see Yue Tingcheng looking at him with a smile.

Zhao Qingluo's face stiffened, and she turned her neck mechanically, feeling that it was not her own, and she couldn't control it.

Yue Tingcheng sat down on the edge of the bed, and the cushion on one side of the bed was obviously sunken: "Listen to your grandmother, you don't cook much?" ”

Zhao Qingluo was suddenly embarrassed, and continued to pretend to look at the books in his hand, and said to him: "How come, do you see that the dishes I make are delicious, this is all practiced." ”

In other words, if you really don't cook much, can the food you cook be delicious?

Yue Tingcheng's deep eyes locked on Zhao Qingluo tightly, and the book in her hand had not turned a page since she came out and stared at her until now.

"Really?" Yue Tingcheng got closer to Zhao Qingluo, and a faint fragrance after bathing filled Zhao Qingluo's nose, and he couldn't avoid it.

And his voice at the moment is full of bewitchment, long and gentle, through such a low voice, people are even more intoxicated and unable to extricate themselves.

Zhao Qingluo gradually lost under his gaze, holding the book tightly with both hands, not daring to make the slightest movement, and the slightest movement was under his nose.

Yue Tingcheng was a little surprised, the little woman in front of her seemed to be determined, she used to stare at her like this, and she could not stand it for a while, and took the initiative to beg for mercy. Could it be that her charm has decayed, and she hasn't moved for so long.

Yue Tingcheng has never just waited for passive people, he tries to take the initiative in everything, as long as it is something, he has not taken the initiative and is unsuccessful, which he is full of confidence.

Yue Tingcheng gently snatched the book from Zhao Qingluo's hand and put it aside.

Zhao Qingluo's mind was no longer in the book, so when she saw a bony hand on the book in front of her, she shrank in her heart, didn't dare to resist, and let him take it.

Yue Tingcheng's fingertips were hot after bathing, gently cupped Zhao Qingluo's cheeks, and asked, "Say!" Is it for me? ”

Zhao Qingluo didn't dare to look him in the eye, it is reasonable to admit such a thing, after all, the two of them are old husbands and wives, what else is there to be embarrassed about, but when you think about it, it is really shy to put it on the bright side.

Zhao Qingluo still hates her own temperament, it's too useless.

Yue Tingcheng had already figured out her temperament, the corners of his mouth smiled, slowly covered Zhao Qingluo's lips, and bit it gently.

Zhao Qingluo clinged her hands to Yue Tingcheng's back softly and bonelessly, and gradually indulged in his kiss.

Early the next morning, there was a howl in Maruko's room: "I don't want me, don't get up, Mom, don't pull me"

Zhao Qingluo originally just gently pushed Xiao Maruko, she just applied for admission to the kindergarten yesterday, and today is the first day that Xiao Maruko went to kindergarten to report to school, so she was a little worried that she wouldn't be able to get up, so she came over to urge her to get up.

I didn't expect Maruko to resist getting up so much, clutching the sheets and refusing to get up.

Zhao Qingluo looked at her daughter in front of her, full of a deep sense of powerlessness.

"Maruko, you are on your first day of school today, you can't lie in bed and let the teachers dislike you," Zhao Qingluo could only persuade her bitterly.

Maruko felt a little uncomfortable when she heard that the teachers might not like her, after all, she has been loved by everyone since she was a child, and everyone likes her, and she doesn't want anyone to hate her.

Maruko pouted and reluctantly got up from the bed and said, "Mom, I'm not in bed." ”

Although Zhao Qingluo feels sorry for Xiao Wanzi to get up now, reading is also an important thing, and she can't completely spoil her children.

When everything was packed up and ready to go to school, Maruko suddenly saw Nan Nan who was hiding behind the door and peeked at him, and pulled him out from behind the door.

"Mom, does Nan Nan go to school?" Xiao Maruko dragged Nan Nan to Zhao Qingluo and asked.

Zhao Qingluo looked at Xiao Maruki in embarrassment and said patiently: "Xiao Maruko, Nan Nan is still young, and it is not time to go to school." ”

Xiao Maruko looked at Nan Nan and asked again, "Mom, is Nan Nan the only one at home at home?" ”

Looking at Xiao Maruko's suspicious eyes, Zhao Qingluo replied: "No, it's still grandma." ”

Xiao Maruko was completely distracted at this time, crying and saying: "Mom, I don't want to go to school, Nan Nan is home alone, no one plays with him, he is so pitiful." ”

Zhao Qingluo heard Xiao Maruko's cry, and suddenly one head and two big, so she could only ask Xiao Maruko for leave, and sent the bun to the kindergarten first.

"Then I'm leaving." Baozi waved his hand at Zhao Qingluo, if it weren't for the grandmother's voice forcibly proving that he was still a child, otherwise Zhao Qingluo would really think that standing in front of him and waving his hand was a middle school student who could take care of himself in life, go to and from school, and was extremely unhappy that someone sent him to school. I want to chat with more like-minded people about "{?$article_title?} ", WeChat pays attention to "excellent reading literature", chatting about life, looking for confidants~