"Rest for a while and get busy." Yin Shaolong couldn't help but drag her to the table.

As a result, as soon as he arrived at the table, Xiang Tianqing saw that the unfinished pair on the table turned red, and he turned around to leave.

Yin Shaolong pressed her to the chair one step faster, and Xiang Tianqing couldn't help but be a little annoyed: "Yin Shaolong, what do you want to do?" ”

"The painting is not finished yet, you continue."

Xiang Tianqing's face stiffened slightly: "There are still flowers over there that haven't been sorted out, I have time to ...... again"

Before he stood up, he was pressed on the chair by Yin Shaolong again: "If you don't want me to bother you without playing, just get the painting done first, I'm waiting to collect it... A gift you made with your own hands. ”

Hearing this, Xiang Tianqing glanced at him, and finally resigned himself to sitting at the table and continuing his previous work.

And Yin Shaolong was indeed as he said, he had been sitting opposite her and looking at her, without the slightest intention of leaving, which made Xiang Tianqing feel a little restrained, so he had to stare at his fiery gaze and continue his previous work, but he couldn't help but secretly curse himself for having nothing to do......

After a few hours of hurriing, until the painting was finally completed in the afternoon under Yin Shaolong's watching, Xiang Tianlai couldn't wait to escape from his sight, threw the tweezers in his hand, and turned his head to continue tossing her flowers.

Yin Shaolong didn't stop her again this time, but took the painting in his hand and admired it repeatedly, with a touch of joy in the corners of his eyes and eyebrows.

For a few days, the relationship between the two was very harmonious, and a warm atmosphere gradually surged.

Until a week later.

"Do you want to go with you tonight?" Yin Shaolong brought it to the table early and looked at the woman beside him.

Xiang Tianqing frowned slightly, and subconsciously wanted to refuse, but as soon as she raised her head to meet the expectation in his eyes, she nodded in response: "Okay, but I don't seem to have too suitable clothes." ”

"I'll bring it to you then."

Xiang Tianqing responded, turned his head to look at Hanghang beside him: "Hanghang, do you want to go with Ma Ma and Uncle Yin?" ”

Hanghang blinked at Yin Shaolong with a pair of watery eyes, then looked at Xiang Tianqing, and said softly, "I want to go to Dad." ”

Xiang Tianqing was slightly stunned, looking at the child's somewhat timid gaze, and his heart was sour.

She really felt very happy with Yin Shaolong, he was considerate, gentle, but with an inexplicable fierceness.

So much so that she often forgets the man who took care of her for a few years, so that every time she thinks about it, she feels that she is really a bit wolf-hearted.

But she has a wolf heart, but it doesn't mean that Wu Yihang will be the same.

Wu Yufei is his father, he grew up with him little by little, and he has no reason not to miss him.

"Can't you?" Wu Yihang spoke softly, and lowered his head as if he was a little lost.

Xiang Tianqing's eyes were inexplicably acidic, and he hurriedly said: "Yes, of course, Hanghang can see Dad whenever he wants, and Dad must want to sail very much." ”

Hearing this, Wu Yihang's little face showed a knowing smile, and he raised the rice spoon in his hand: "Then I'll go clean up my clothes, I'm going to sleep with my dad tonight!" ”

After the words fell, Wu Yihang didn't even care about eating, turned around and ran into his bedroom.

Xiang Tianqing's eyes fell on Hanghang's back, a little guilty, Hanghang was very sensible, so much so that she thought that if he didn't say it, he didn't miss Wu Yufei so much, but in fact, although he was still a child, he still had feelings.