Han Yingying covered her face with some embarrassment: "Was I such a nymphomaniac when I was a child?"

"You are only like Mo Sheng alone, you hide when you see Xinghan, and you can't say how disgusted you are." When she thought of her daughter's small and big appearance, Han's mother wanted to laugh.

"Other boys want to play with you, and you refuse, so you like to hold on to Mo Sheng. If it weren't for Old Man Shen who brought Mo Sheng to the army later, you would have grown up together day and night, maybe you would have been a couple a long time ago.

When you grow up, Mo Sheng's kid has a straightforward personality and doesn't smile, and you don't see much, so you are a lot unfamiliar.

But I always feel that Mo Sheng's child, when he looks at you, is extraordinarily soft. Although it was a bit tortuous, you finally came together, which is probably the wonder of fate. ”

"Why don't I remember anything when I was a child?"

"How old were you? This little brain melon only knows how to eat. Gently poking her daughter's head, Han's mother's tone was full of doting.

Han Yingying stuck out her tongue a little embarrassed.

She has been a snack since she was a child, so she has been cheated by her brother a lot.

However, it's really amazing, it turns out that when she was so young, she used to like Shen Mosheng so much.

After going around in circles, she and Shen Mosheng still came together, fate is indeed a very wonderful thing.

His eyes unconsciously fell on Shen Mosheng, who was listening attentively, and the more he looked, the more he felt that he was charming.

Feeling Han Yingying's gaze, Shen Mosheng turned his head, his gaze fell on her accurately, and then smiled lightly.

Han Yingying also smiled unconsciously.

The eyes of the two met in the air, and they looked at each other like that, and the corners of their eyes and eyebrows were full of joy.

"Sakura." I don't know when, Shen Mosheng sat next to Han Yingying and spread out the photo album, "It turns out that we have been in the same frame since childhood." ”

His slender fingers landed on a photo.

In the photo, Han Yingying, who has a round face, is hugging Shen Mosheng's face and kissing happily, her eyes bent into a crescent moon, obviously very happy.

Eight-year-old Shen Mosheng's body has grown and he looks like a little teenager.

He steadily hugged the white, tender, and chubby Han Yingying, and smiled brightly.

Just looking at that photo makes people smile involuntarily.

"Where did this picture come from? How come I haven't seen it? Han Yingying asked in surprise, she had always thought that her brother was fooling her, but she didn't know it was true until she heard her mother mention it just now.

When she saw this photo again, she couldn't believe it or not.

When she was a child, she really liked Shen Mosheng!

"This is what I treasure, you young people like to use digital photo albums, but I think only photos are the taste." Father Han's face was full of pride.

He was nostalgic for the old and felt that there was something irreplaceable.

DVDs are, photo albums are, and people are even more.

"Dad, can you give me this picture?" Shen Mosheng looked at his father-in-law seriously and asked sincerely.

He really, loved that picture.

Sakura's smile, he wants to protect it with everything, so that she can always smile like in the photo, like a child for the rest of her life.

Father Han's eyes flashed with reluctance, but looking at his son-in-law's sincere expression, he couldn't look childish, so he waved his hand generously.

"If you like it, take it."

"Thank you, Dad, I will treasure it." Shen Mosheng carefully put the photo into his wallet, and his lips were covered with laugh lines.

This cherished attitude made Father Han very satisfied, and nodded approvingly.