When he saw the white cloud crane in the café, the white pigeon was amazed in his heart, the magic of blood.

The white cloud crane in front of him, wearing a khaki windbreaker, has a well-proportioned body and an amiable face.

The white dove can see traces of his mother on the tip of his eyebrows or in the corners of his eyes.

He had jet-black hair and looked younger than anyone his age. Although he has laugh lines when he laughs, he is still very handsome, and he looks like a beautiful man when he is young.

"How have you spent all these years? Has your mom been a piano teacher? How are you doing? Are you the only ones who depend on each other? ”

The white pigeon looked at Bai Yunhe's face, and there was a moment of shaking: "My mother...... What was she like when she was younger? Rather than explaining his life to his uncle over the years, Bai Ge prefers to talk more about his mother.

"Your mother, she, has been high and arrogant since she was careful. She is very talented in music, and your grandparents taught her music from a young age and guided her to develop in this field. I don't have any musical talent, our old Bai family's music cells have been given to your mother, and now it's to you again. Bai Yunhe smiled and looked at the white dove lovingly.

He lowered his head and took a sip of coffee: "Your mother was a little unsociable when she was a child, and her best friend was the piano." She is the freest and happiest when she plays the piano. After I was in junior high school, boys began to write love letters to her, and I had to pick her up from school every day to go home with me, otherwise your grandma wouldn't be at ease......"

The white pigeon listened to the white cloud crane gushing, and the corners of his mouth unconsciously brought a smile.

She was imagining her mother's childhood, as a little girl.

It's good to finally be able to touch my mother across time and space.

"Is that okay, is there a ...... my mother when she was a child?"

"I want to see the photos of your mother when she was a child," Bai Yunhe was quite understanding: "Of course, there are several large photo albums at home, as well as your mother's letters and belongings when she was young, all of which are kept." Little pigeon, can you come back and have a look, I am the only one who came this weekend, but your grandmother, aunt, and sister are eager to see you. ”

Bai Yunhe looked at the white pigeon's eyes, and his eyes were sincere, "Uncle is really happy to see you, although the time is a little late, but our family is finally reunited." ”

The white dove's eyes were hot when he heard this.

"Uncle doesn't know what you're lacking, doesn't know your preferences. Let's go, my uncle will take you around the mall. ”

"No, it's fine for us to sit and talk." The white dove hasn't talked enough.

"No, my uncle hasn't given you a gift yet, so I can't get through this in my heart. Let's go, Uncle will take you to buy something. After saying that, he got up and pulled the white dove and walked out.

The white pigeon couldn't resist it, so he had to follow Baiyunhe to the most prosperous shopping mall in Jiangcheng.

"This pair of stud earrings is perfect for you. Girls, they all like small things like stud earrings and earrings, right? Bai Yunhe pointed to a pair of diamond earrings and asked the cabinet sister to take them out and take a look.

"No, no," the white pigeon hurriedly waved his hand. Diamond earrings are really not a "small object" in the eyes of the white pigeon, not to mention the pair that Bai Yunhe has a crush on, which is expensive.

"I really don't need to, I don't usually wear it."

"And this, hey, we old people don't know if you like it or not, so we like this kind of gold. This gold pendant is a gourd pattern, which has a good meaning. I see that you are not wearing a necklace, so let my uncle express his heart and blessings. After saying that, he asked the waiter to open the order and swiped the two things together to pay the money.

Here, Bai Ge never dreamed that she could still feel the love from her family and elders, and she was immersed in this happiness, and she was apprehensive and uneasy.

On the other side, as anxious as the white pigeon, there is also Lu Yuanhe's special assistant Han Bin.

Just now, he received a phone call, and his face changed instantly, looking at his own president working at the desk in front of him, holding his mobile phone, hesitating and not knowing how to speak.

Lu Yuanhe, who was consulting the information, didn't raise his head, his fingers flew on the keyboard, and he didn't stop.

"Say."

Lu Yuanhe said succinctly.

Han Bin wrung his fingers, pondering the wording, and before he could say the first word, Lu Yuanhe raised his head, "Say it quickly." ”

The president will not say one thing a third time, and the second time is already the bottom line of patience.

Han Bin gritted his teeth, righteous and awe-inspiring, and said in a deadly tone: "The manager of Jiang Yu International called and said that he saw the young grandmother in the mall...... Ask, do you want to wrap up all the things that the young grandmother bought and send them home together......

Oh? This manager will invite merit and be a man.

Lu Yuanhyuk's typing hand stopped.

This is rare. Early this morning, the little thing was still asking aggrievedly when she would be discharged from the hospital, so she said that she had promised to be discharged from the hospital today, and she dared to rest at home, did she want to go shopping? This can greatly satisfy her.

"It's okay for her to go shopping after a few days of closing the store, or call a few high-end brands to deliver all the clothes to her home, so that she won't be tired from shopping, and then she will have her legs fine."

Han Bin was petrified on the spot, and there was a game background sound in his heart:

Bite! Your president has switched to Spoiled Wife Maniac Mode~

Because of this, Han Bin was even more entangled. He was torn between what he wanted to say and stopped, and finally had to say, "That...... Reputedly...... Young Grandma...... With a man......"

This sentence seemed to pour a basin of cold water on Lu Yuanhe's face.

It seems that the manager of the mall is not so good at asking for credit and being a person......

Han Bin finished speaking tremblingly, and secretly watched Lu Yuanhyuk's reaction. His fingers flickered, and his brows were almost twisted together. The dark golden pupils, rolling with unknown emotions, are surging.

"Who!"

Lu Yuanhe asked coldly.

"Also...... I don't know ......" Han Bin already had a thin layer of sweat on his forehead.

"Then what are you still standing here?!" The clear gaze was projected like a falcon, and it made people's spines chill.

Han Bin hurriedly gathered and ran out of Lu Yuanhyuk's office at a trot. I ran to the elevator room and pressed the elevator and was still thinking, fortunately I ran fast, otherwise I would have been ignited by Lu Yuanhe in the office, and I had to be burned into cannon fodder.

Since the president fell in love, every day, Han Bin's mood is like riding a roller coaster. I can't help but feel melancholy.

Where is the president in love, it's clear that one of my assistants is also in love with the president, okay, it's an immersive role-playing game. The president's joys, sorrows and sorrows directly affect his mood and quality of life.

When the president becomes a little teenager who is distressed by love, he has no quality of life to speak of.

No, it's not "quality of life", it's not even "life".

At the moment, it is more important to "live......

……

Today, when the white dove went out, in order not to show his uneven hair, he wore a newsboy hat.

When she got home, she cooked a pumpkin porridge, put the vegetables and fruits she bought in the refrigerator, took out a bottle of yogurt, and drank it on the couch. While flipping through the fashion magazines on the coffee table to make up for the lesson, he also hummed a song.

Lu Yuanhe entered the door when the white pigeon was humming. I complained in my heart, and I went shopping with a man, and I was in such a good mood?

Seeing Lu Yuanhe enter the door, Bai Ge got up, "Are you off work?" Do you want to drink pumpkin porridge, I'll give you a bowl? She had long been accustomed to the presence of her neighbor at any time.

Lu Yuanhe put the car keys on the shoe cabinet and didn't look up, "I've been back for a while." ”

"Oh, I didn't see your car downstairs when I came back." The white dove said casually.

Lu Yuanhe's action of changing shoes paused, and his expression when he looked up at the white pigeon was a little complicated: "You mean, you won't get up when you see my car?" ”

The strong vinegar in these words made Lu Yuanhe himself stunned. Even he didn't know that he could say such a childish thing?

Bai Ge heard the dissatisfaction in Lu Yuanhe's words, and pondered in his heart, maybe it was because he was discharged from the hospital early, which made him unhappy.

Lu Yuanhyuk loosened his tie and sat on the sofa. Pick up the remote control and turn on the TV to watch financial news. He was impetuous, and he kept changing the channel one after another.

However, the white dove's pleasant mood throughout the day was not affected.

Her happy aura exuding from the inside out pressed Lu Yuanhyuk's air pressure to the lowest little by little, and in the end, it was like being forced into a corner.

In the end, Lu Yuanhe put down the remote control, "Go back to the old house with me the day after tomorrow." ”

It is an imperative sentence.

The white pigeon didn't care, and naturally answered: "I have something to do the day after tomorrow, can I be two days late?" ”

"Something?" Lu Yuanhe repeated, such a statement obviously did not mean to be honest with Lu Yuanhe in every detail.

"Well, it's a long trip."

Lu Yuanhe frowned, and his hand unconsciously touched his chin.

Look, look, all the signs confirm Lu Yuanhyuk's conjecture.

Hmph, little thing, the pigeon soup of the little pigeon is really not in vain, and it is about to grow wings and fly away so soon, right?

The white pigeon did not notice the change in Lu Yuanhyuk's emotions at all. Just then, the sound of the oven sounded, and the smell of croissants filled the room, and the white dove ran towards the kitchen with its bare feet.

However, the footsteps did not stop, but the upper body was stunned. The touch of a cool silk on his wrist is Lu Yuanhe's palm.

He grabbed the white dove's slender wrist.

He wanted to ask the white dove for an explanation, but he didn't think it was cool.

Upset.

Thirsty.

With a slight force on Lu Yuanhe's wrist, he took the white pigeon into his arms, and then leaned over and pinched the white pigeon's lips accurately.

This kiss was really sudden and inexplicable, and the white pigeon couldn't help but think of Pei Siyuan's drunken face at that time. Men are indeed inferior animals! The white pigeon was a little annoyed in his heart, and his body was also struggling.

Lu Yuanhe hugged the white pigeon tighter, one big hand caressed the back of the white pigeon, and the other hand prevented the white pigeon from moving, and the big palm buckled the back of the white pigeon's head.

Hiss!

The little man in his arms trembled violently.

Lu Yuanhe reflexively let go of his hand and took a step back.

But he saw the white dove with red eyes, looking at him aggrieved and angry. The water in his eyes was rippling, and he was about to shed tears.

The white pigeon covered his head that had just been held by Lu Yuanhe, bit his lip, and stubbornly didn't let the tears fall.

His hand, damn it, was on the white pigeon's head where the needle was stitched!

He felt sorry and wanted to go up to pull the white pigeon, but the white pigeon turned his head and avoided it.

His eyes were full of alienation and indifference to him.