He wants to eat women in his stomach, which is probably a long way to go......

Tang Jiyao had foreseen the bleakness of the future.

Returning to the study with a stomach full of warm water, Tang Jiyao worked for a while, suppressing the dryness in his heart.

I went back to the bedroom and took a shower.

Tang Jiyao was lying on the bed.

In the dark, looking at the ceiling, I thought of the women and children who slept in the Tang family's room, just like him.

His woman, his son.

They and he are a closely connected family.

He likes Gu Jiu, and he also tied her to his household registration book, and when others call her in the future, they will call Mrs. Tang first!

He Tang Jiyao's, wife.

……

There is a sweet emotion that spreads on the tip of Tang Jiyao's heart.

Four years later, he finally found them.

*

Xia Ling closed his eyes and hadn't fallen asleep yet.

'A cherry tree' suddenly flashed in her consciousness.

The fourth pink cherry blossom, as if in full bloom in spring, slowly bloomed in front of her eyes, with a touch of illusory fragrance.

Siduo, Tang Jiyao really likes her.

With a smile on his lips, Xia Ling looked at the sleeping little Tang Ting.

The little one slept soundly, but he would unconsciously lie on his side and approach her.

This is her and Tang Jiyao's son.

is a villain boss who drives the plot forward.

But now, Xia Ling has changed, and the family factors that have made Tang Ting's personality distorted.

In the future, she will also guard him well.

Even if she falls in love with the female protagonist at the same time as the male protagonist, it doesn't matter, her son can afford to lose and let go!

With expectations for Xiao Tang Ting's future, Xia Ling fell asleep.

The next day, Xiao Tang Ting woke up very early.

As he got dressed, he arched himself on the bed, blindfolded and wrapped around his pullover clothes.

Tang Ting's personality is also stubborn, and he has been pestered and panting, but he still doesn't call her.

Xia Ling sat up and helped him get out of his clothes.

Finally exhaled, Tang Ting looked at her and smiled.

"Mom, good morning."

His smiling face was so bright that Xia Ling couldn't even say what he was asking him.

She got up, dressed Tang Ting, and washed himself.

Xia Ling also changed his clothes and finished washing.

One big and one small, then they held hands and went out together.

As soon as I got down the stairs, I saw several figures in the living room.

The one sitting in the main seat was not Tang Jiyao.

This battle made Xia Ling's footsteps pause.

Tang Ting looked at her.

Xia Ling squatted down, she helped Tang Ting rearrange his clothes, and touched his face again.

"Xiao Ting, what I saw for a while was my grandparents, whatever your mother asked you to call, you can call it, okay?"

Tang Ting: "Grandparents ......"

Xia Ling: "It's your father's, father and mother." They are as close to your dad as you are to mom and dad. So we have to honor them. ”

"Daddy's mom and dad?" Tang Ting repeated, but his little face was even more puzzled, he looked at Xia Ling, "Mom, then you have already forgiven Dad, right?" ”

If you don't forgive, how can you let him call his father's father and mother and be a grandparent?

Tang Ting knew that a child in the kindergarten, his mother called his grandparents, and they all shouted dead old man and dead old woman.

was asked by Tang Ting, and was speechless.

Seeing that Tang Jiyao was far away from them, he couldn't hear it, in order to stabilize Tang Ting, Xia Ling recognized it first.

“…… Yes, I forgive your dad. ”