"Xiao Nanye, let me tell you, something is wrong!"

When Su Mo got home, he threw the car into the yard casually, and ran upstairs to find Xiao Nanye, shouting before the door was opened, "Your son is in school now!" ”

There was no one in the bedroom, and Su Mo went to the study to find someone again.

There's no one in the study, so did you go out?

Su Mo went downstairs and shouted, "Mother Wu, have you seen Xiao Nan at night?" ”

Wu's mother said, "Aren't you upstairs?" ”

So Su Mo searched room by room, and found someone in the studio.

As soon as the door opened, Xiao Dashao was sitting on the sofa under the window, holding Su Mo's painting book in his hand and looking at it with an unknown expression.

"What are you doing here?"

Su Mo walked over with some confusion, and when he saw the thing in his hand, his face changed suddenly, and he pounced directly, "Xiao Nanye, who let you see my things!" ”

Xiao Nan avoided her at night, pressed the person in his arms and kissed her, "Everyone is mine, and the painting is not allowed to be seen?" ”

"Xiao Nanye, you give it back to me!"

Su Mo went to grab the painting book again, Xiao Dashao's arms were raised high, and his starry eyes looked at her with a smile, "When did you draw it?" ”

"I want you to take care of it!" This sounds a bit angry.

Seeing that Xiao Nan didn't let go at night, Su Mo simply gave up, this person didn't know when he came, what was the use of snatching it back after seeing it?

It's best if she doesn't make trouble, Xiao Nanye encircled people in her arms, and said while flipping through the painting book: "33-year-old Xiao Nanye, 34-year-old Xiao Nanye, 35-year-old ......"

The name of the picture book is 'The Metamorphosis of the Big Bad Wolf', which dates from the year she returned to him, and each one has a special meaning, and it is easy to recall what happened at that time.

His smiling eyes, the slightly upturned corners of his mouth, and the cold and hard facial lines when he is angry are all clearly outlined.

The last one is Xiao Nanye when he was sick.

"Su Xiaomo, do you want to record the process of your husband getting old?"

“…… You old man with no artistic cells! ”

"What did you say?"

Xiao Dashao was stimulated by the three words 'old man', threw the sketchbook to the side, and directly picked up the person and put it on the window.

"Give you another chance, who am I?"

Feeling half of his buttocks hanging in the air, Su Mo screamed, hurriedly hugged Xiao Nanye's neck, and didn't even pay attention to what he said.

But what is the black and soft thing on Xiao Dashao's neck?

At this moment, Xiao Dashao was hooking the corners of his lips arrogantly, "Don't you say it's an old man?" What are you doing with such a tight hug? ”

Su Mo didn't have time to play childish games with him, and looked at Xiao Nanye without blinking, "Xiao Nanye, this is the scarf I gave you?" ”

The scarf is ugly, but it's still warm, if you can understand it outside, but now it's indoors, and you don't wear any scarves on your coat?

As if seeing through her thoughts, Xiao Dashao's face flashed a scarlet color, and he hugged the person down and walked out.

Shy?

Su Mo hurriedly caught up, grabbed Xiao Nanye's arm and said, "You dare to wear it if it's so ugly, Xiao Nanye, your taste has decreased!" ”

Marrying such a woman, what kind of taste do you talk about?

Xiao Dashao was a little annoyed, shook off her hand and said, "I don't want to talk to you now." ”

Hey?

Isn't that my routine?

Su Mo blinked, and out of the corner of his eye, he saw the exclusive Xiao Dashao's painting book, and suddenly had an idea, "I haven't painted it this year, so it's better to do it now!" ”

Xiao Nanye is not without artistic cells, on the contrary, he is a very emotional person, so when he saw the painting book just now, he was moved.

Moved to be moved, sit here and let her paint a portrait or something......

Seeing the struggle in Xiao Dashao's eyes, Su Mo knew that there was a play, and pulled him back to the position just now, "You just sit here, don't move too much, whatever you do." ”

So Xiao Dashao was driven to the shelves and became a model.

Afraid that Xiao Nan would be bored at night, Su Mo took the book to him, and then sat down to sketch.

Xiao Dashao's handsome face Su Mo doesn't know how many times he has painted it, he can draw it with his eyes closed, and it is the first time to paint like today.

I'm so excited!

I don't know if Su Mo's gaze is too hot, Xiao Nanye suddenly felt a little hot, and raised his hand to take off the scarf.

Su Mo saw it and immediately stopped it, "Xiao Nanye, don't take it down." ”

Feeling that some kind of emotion was brewing in those black eyes, Su Mo immediately said doggedly: "Super handsome!" ”

This woman is really ......

It's a little hot, but my wife likes it.

Xiao Dashao lowered his head again, but his attention was not on the book, because the way the woman looked at him was too obvious.

For the first time, he felt that being a model for her was such a test of patience.

Su Mo drew quickly, and the prototype came out soon, muttering while drawing, my husband is so handsome, how can he be so handsome!

Xiao Nanye heard it, the corners of his mouth curled higher and higher, and finally he couldn't help laughing.

Su Mo didn't know why he was laughing, and said to him anxiously: "Xiao Nanye, don't move, I haven't finished painting yet!" ”

As soon as he finished speaking, he saw Xiao Dashao standing up, the book was thrown on the sofa, and his two long legs slowly walked towards this side.

"Xiao Nanye, why do you ......?"

Halfway through his words, Xiao Dashao's burning lips fell.

Dense kisses fell like showers, and the heat that made people nowhere to hide, and the body slowly began to heat up.

When the paintbrush in his hand was taken away, Su Mo didn't know anything at all, he only felt like a fish out of the water, about to suffocate to death.

Plundered of his breath, all he could do was cling to this man and endure his crazy devastating kisses.

The kiss was longer than ever, and the madness of the storm only became longer when it was nearing the end.

After a long time, when Su Mo finally came to his senses, he raised his head in Xiao Nanye's arms, and looked at him with crimson cheeks, "What's crazy about it?" ”

Xiao Nan lowered her eyes and looked at the woman in her arms, "Who let you seduce me all the time!" ”

Su Mo's eyes widened innocently, "How can I have?" ”

"Why not?"

Xiao Dashao raised his eyes and looked at her with a smile, "Who is peeking at me in the name of painting?" Who has been muttering over there that my husband is so handsome? Isn't this a hint that my husband is coming to kiss me? ”

Su Mo: "......"

Anything can be associated with this, young master, you are really enough!

Su Mo frowned in confusion, and didn't know where to explain.

But obviously, the eldest young master didn't mean to listen to her explanation, he lowered his head and kissed her red and swollen lips, "Is the painting done?" Show it to me. ”

“…… Oh! ”

Su Mo nodded sluggishly, turned around and went to get him the painting.

Wait a minute, she came to him to discuss her son's problem, why did she draw it and kiss it, isn't this off-topic?

Su Mo didn't care about painting, turned around and walked back, looking at Xiao Nanye with a serious face, "Don't worry about painting for now, let's talk about your son's problem first." ”

Xiao Dashao, who was protecting his shorts, raised his eyebrows, "What's wrong with my son?" ”

Speaking of this, Su Mo was excited, and told him with a gesture, "You don't know, he is very popular in school, and he has followers!" ”

Hearing this, Xiao Nan had a shallow smile flowing in his eyes, and he could completely imagine what Su Mo said.

Yes, there is the wind of the father.

Seeing that Xiao Nanye was not only not worried, but also had a rather appreciative expression, Su Mo was unhappy and said to him, "LEO is still young, it can't go on like this, you have to take care of it." ”

The hair is long and the knowledge is short, but it is just a game between children who play the same family, look at her nervousness!

Xiao Nanye reached out to pull her, and said casually: "Don't worry, my son is measured!" ”

"There's a fart measure!"

Su Mo began to get excited again, shook off Xiao Nanye's hand and said, "LEO is only ten years old, and I don't understand many things, what if I learn badly?" ”

"No, it won't."

Xiao Nanye pulled her over, rubbed her palm with his thumb and said, "LEO is very sensible." ”

Su Mo was tired of hearing this, and rolled his eyelids and said to him, "Xiao Nanye, you don't call this trust, do you call it irresponsible?" ”

"It's not that serious."

Seeing that Xiao Dashao still looked so careless, Su Mo grabbed his face angrily, "Xiao Nanye, it seems that we are going to have a good talk." ”

My son is in such a situation at school, how can he study quietly?

Don't you see him teaching those problem students, and his tone is so imposing, not at all like a ten-year-old child!

Now that he is regarded as an idol by the whole school, what if he can't resist the temptation in the future and becomes obsessed with this feeling?

Xiao Nanye, you have to think of a way!

Listening to Su Mo's words, the more excited she became, Xiao Nan's head hurt at night, and she grabbed her hand that was constantly violent and said, "I know, I'll talk to him." ”

That's pretty much it!

Su Mo pursed her lips, "Now, let's talk about it!" ”

Xiao Nanye nodded and promised, "What you are worried about will definitely not happen." ”

Su Mo was happy at this time, pulled him and said, "Then let's continue painting." ”

Then painted something, Xiao Nanye felt that it was torture.

He snatched the sketchbook and took a look, this lazy and a little sullen and bewitching man is he?

Xiao Nanye's eyes narrowed slightly, it turned out that he was like this in the eyes of the little white rabbit.

Seeing Xiao Dashao's thoughtful expression, Su Mo immediately gave a high-energy warning, "Hey, what kind of eyes do you have, am I not good at drawing?" ”

After speaking, he stretched out his hand and pointed to the painting and said, "How handsome!" Look at the eyes, the mouth, the nose...... Tsk, it's not me boasting, my husband stands on the stage, and any superstar has to stand aside. ”

Before he finished boasting, he was dragged away, and Su Mo asked him puzzled, "Where are you going!" ”

"Go back to your room." It is Xiao Dashao's suppressed low and sexy voice.

Su Mo was even more puzzled, this painting hasn't been painted yet, why are you going back to the room?

Xiao Nanye seemed to hear the question in her heart, and glanced back at her, almost setting off a storm in her eyes.

I saw the corners of Xiao Dashao's mouth curled, and he said pointedly: "Continue painting." ”

"Huh?"

Su Mo is now completely a monk of the second zhang, and she can't figure out Xiao Dashao's thoughts.

When he returned to the room, Su Mo looked at the big bed that was getting closer and closer, and the expression on his face was even more dazed, "Didn't you say you wanted to continue painting?" ”

"That can wait a while."

Su Mo nodded, "Then what are you going to do now?" ”

"Do some warm-up exercises so you can get to know me better."

Su Mo seemed to understand a little, and refused with a red face, "Xiao Nanye, I think I know you well enough." ”

Xiao Dashao grabbed Su Mo's hand and pressed it on the top of his head, and said without changing his face: "I think you can understand better." ”