Chapter 88: She in the Picture
It's just that before Su Manman could complain, the two little guys hugged her one leg and began to be coquettish.
"Auntie, I'm hungry, when can I have dinner?"
"Mommy, I'm hungry too, can I hurry up?"
Looking at the expectant little eyes of the two little guys, Su Manman was speechless.
"Okay, go outside and wait, I'll do it right away!" As she spoke, she looked up and glared at Li Beilean.
Before Li Beitian and Li Huanhuan's father and son arrived, Su Manman had already sorted out the ingredients, and he only needed to stir-fry the vegetables at this time.
Su Manman tied his apron and got busy, Xibao took Li Bei's big palm and said, "Uncle, do you want to visit my house?" ”
Li Huanhuan looked up and smiled, and said, "Daddy, there are a lot of special things in the Xibao family!" ”
"Oh, is it? Okay, let's go in and have a look. ”
Li Beitian smiled, and walked in with a little baby in one hand.
When the three of them came to the children's room, Xibao took out his little hand from Li Bei's big palm, ran in, and said, "Uncle, look, this is my room." ”
Li Bei leaned up and looked around.
Although the apartment was rented by Su Manman after returning to China, the furnishings of the apartment were all brought back by her from abroad, including Xibao's toys and some creative knick-knacks.
She is a designer herself and likes to be different.
Don't be too popular, don't be too unconventional, the creativity is just right, and it can also highlight the warmth of a small home, so that my son can live comfortably.
Li Bei leaned around and looked around, although this apartment is not big, only a hundred square meters, but it is warm and comfortable, very suitable for children.
It can be seen that she has put a lot of thought into it for the sake of her son.
A small hand tugged at his big palm, and said: "Daddy, look at other people's Xibao home, how warm it is, it's not like our home at all, it's cold, Daddy doesn't allow me to decorate my room, it's ugly." ”
Seeing the little guy pouting and complaining, Li Bei was happy.
He reached out and rubbed her forehead hair, and said, "If you don't like it, then wait for Aunt Su to live in our house, and let her rearrange it for you." ”
"Okay!"
Li Huanhuan clapped his hands happily.
She has good eyesight, and at a glance she saw a group photo of Su Manman and Xibao on the bedside table.
She rushed straight over, picked up the picture frame, and said:
"Wow, Heebao, is this you? Is it a picture of you as a baby? It's so cute! ”
was praised for being cute, and Xibao was a little embarrassed.
"Mommy said this is a picture she took four years ago under the Eiffel Tower, when I was just 100 days old."
When Li Beitian heard this, he couldn't help but be curious, and took the photo from Li Huanhuan's hand.
The first thing that caught my eye was Su Manman.
She stood at the foot of the Eiffel Tower, not in a bun like now, but straight black hair, thick as brocade, against her white jade face, seductive and pure.
She was wearing a chiffon dress with pink polka dots, holding Xibao in her arms, Xibao was only a hundred days old, and she still had a pacifier in her mouth, which was indeed very cute.
But Li Bei's gaze seemed to be nailed, focusing on Su Manman, and he couldn't move it.
Not only because of her beauty, but also because of the way she dresses.
Li Beitian felt as if he had seen it somewhere.
Suddenly, there was a flash of lightning in his mind, and the night five years ago suddenly came to his mind.