It was a moonlit evening.

The moonlight shines like silver, and it shines everywhere.

The scent of the night fills the air, weaving a large soft net that envelops everything in it.

The summer night breeze is cool, gentle, romantic, and ethereal and mysterious.

Yuan Qingfeng sat near the screen window, sitting at the big desk.

On the desk, in addition to a desktop Apple computer, there is also a particularly high-end desk lamp. Under the lamp, there are pen holders, stationery, manuscript paper, dictionaries, letters, teacups and other miscellaneous items.

These clutter items are all neatly organized, and there is no messy feeling at all.

The study is very quiet, and the evening breeze is gently pulling the white curtain, making a soft sound like a song, making people feel like a dream.

Now, the computer is on, and Yuan Qingfeng is leaning deep in the high-backed swivel chair, he gently rotates the chair, typing thoughtfully, and laughing from time to time.

He was happily communicating with Leng Yue, and was chatting with her on the Internet......

His and Leng Yue's 'date' on the Internet was carried out in secret, and no one knew about it except for themselves. However, his abnormal behavior still attracted considerable attention from his mother Yuan Jing.

In the past, Qingfeng was not often on the Internet. Occasionally, I surf the Internet for work or to check some information. Now, whenever he has time, he stays in the study, especially at night, sometimes at one or two o'clock, and he can hear the smirk coming from the study. On several occasions, Yuan Jing used the excuse to send supper to Qingfeng and went to the study to find out, but every time Yuan Qingfeng blocked her back.

"Mommy, I'm not a child anymore, I can arrange my own life, you can rest, don't worry too much about my business!"

Hearing Qingfeng say this, Yuan Jing didn't want to say anything anymore, but she looked displeased and left the study in a huff.

"Husband-"

After Yuan Jing returned to her bedroom, she saw Yuan Bo on the bed, and she was so aggrieved.

"Husband, our son is old and no longer needs me as a mother. ”

"It must be that you are too nagging, and often you don't open which pot you want to mention. Yuan Bo smiled and said: "A few days ago, didn't your mother and son engage in an inexplicable battle of life and death? It's only been a few days, and your son has just had a smile, so you go and bother him!"

"Be fair, husband!"

Yuan Jing lowered her eyelids, and there was a slightly hurt expression.

"It's not me talking about you, you also have a share, we all care about him too much!"

"Concerned about him?"

Yuan Bo leaned on the pillow at the head of the bed, looking at the lady who made the bed, he smiled silently.

"Speak!" Yuan Jing looked up at him. "Why is there no follow-up?"

"The weather is so nice these days!" Yuan Bo changed the subject. "Tonight's starlight, breeze, air, mood...... And on such a beautiful night, it's nothing to touch a nail......" he muttered quietly.

"I want you to pinch your head and end to get to the point!" Yuan Jing looked at Yuan Bo and stopped what he was doing. "What do you mean?" she asked.

"Okay, that's what you told me to say!" Yuan Bo raised his eyebrows, his face full of seriousness. "Your kind of concern, if it were me, would also become an invisible pressure and burden. It's better to be less 'caring' and let it be. ”

"Okay. ”

Yuan Jing thought about it and nodded approvingly.

"I'll be less nosy with him in the future, but...... Qingfeng's girlfriend, we still have to check for him! This is not only related to the prestige of our Yuan family, but also related to the next generation! Anyway, that singer girl will definitely not work. ”

"Oh, my wife!"

Yuan Bo couldn't help but get nervous.

"Don't nag your son anymore!" he said, half frightened and half joking: "He's a 'bull temper', and it's hard to clean up when he starts a temper!"

"Do you think I don't know? ”

Yuan Bo laughed: "Which time didn't you provoke your son, in the end, I will clean up the stall for you!"

"What?"

Yuan Jing twisted her body and pretended to be angry.

"You don't have a conscience! I don't want to think about how you caught up with me in the first place! Besides, my son is the two of us. What's the matter, you're not happy to clean up the mess?"

Yuan Bo knew that his wife's temperament was always like a rebellious little girl, stubborn and big-tempered. Therefore, he, who valued peace, quickly got out of bed and bowed.

"Happy, happy, I'm happy, madam! You gave birth to such an excellent son for me, you are a great hero of our Yuan family! ”

"Hmph! ”

Yuan Jing tilted her head.

"Oh, dear, my good lady...... Hurry up, hurry up and get to bed!" Yuan Bo went to pull Yuan Jing's hand and kissed her on the cheek.

Yuan Jing tilted his head and gently avoided his lips.

"Hey, it's hard to be a good person...... But, ma'am, I vouch for my personality! I will never throw you, the matchmaker, over the wall when a newcomer enters the cave room in the future!"

"What matchmaker?"

Yuan Jing looked at him puzzled.

"No, no, look at me, what do you say!" Yuan Bohan smiled. "I mean, we're free to love, we're our matchmakers. If you don't enter the cave room, you will forget how we got good in the first place. Madame married me and gave me the love of my life, and I will never forget it. If we quarrel or misunderstand at the slightest discord, you, as a 'leader,' should be criticized! Don't let me 'make mistakes.'"

"After doing so much for a long time, being so polite to me, it turns out that I still have use value! I want to be a 'clean official' and never make a mistake?"

Yuan Jing smiled arbitrarily, as if she wanted to fix herself.

"How does my daughter-in-law deal with her husband?"

Yuan Bo grabbed his wife and forcibly pulled her to the bed.

"Pretend to be a little daughter-in-law's bitter face to show your husband, see how I fix you today!"

As soon as he finished speaking, he held her hands so firmly that she couldn't move. His lips then slid over her face several times.

"My dear...... Are you crazy?"

Yuan Jing broke free and pushed him hard, but to no avail.

"And ......"

Yuan Bo stretched out his hands to hold her face and forcibly kissed her lips.

"Alright...... All right...... I surrender! I submitted...... I'm not done talking about my son yet!"

"Are you still wronged?"

Yuan Bo let her go.

"Alright...... I'm a little wronged......"

Yuan Jing smiled shyly, she rested her head on Yuan Bo's shoulder, and then said:

"You know? Once again, I noticed that my son was different from before! This time, he seemed very serious, very devoted, and very nervous! Think about it, what kind of girl can call him like this? Before he even went to the study, he would actually shave, wash his hair, take a bath, change clothes, and be busy for half an hour, which was unprecedented. ”

"Really?

Yuan Bo's eyes lit up.

"I mean, how come this kid has been elusive lately. Hehe, there is finally a girl who has let the 'pride' of the Yuan family fall into it—and it is quite deep!" Yuan Bo said happily.

"But I'm worried. ”

Yuan Jing's face was full of sorrow.

"I'm worried that Qingfeng may get in touch with that singer. Moreover, it is also possible that online dating. Didn't you see him still chatting in the middle of the night, and still smirking all the time, it's so unreliable!"

The two of them were chatting here, but there was a breeze singing from the kitchen:

"I don't know why my heart is beating so hard,

As long as I think of her, I can't help but be moved,

My heart is pounding,

Am I having unrequited love?"

"Oops!" Mrs. Yuan looked at Yuan Bo with a wry smile. "Do you hear that, your son is in unrequited love? ”

Yuan Bo laughed.

"Unrequited love is good! Unrequited love is good!"

"Why?"

"Unrequited love will not have a 'collision' accident!"

"Mom and Dad—do you want coffee?" Yuan Qingfeng shouted in the kitchen.

"No—" Yuan Bo also replied loudly. "We've fallen asleep. ”

"Howler!" came the breezy voice. "The two sat and looked at the twinkling stars. He continued to sing.

"What the hell happened to him?"

The smile on Yuan Jing's lips disappeared.

"Does it feel so wrong?!" she shook her head. "Feeling weird?" she said.

"My son sings so well!" Yuan Bo smiled, with a smug face. "What?" he listened, "two people sitting, looking at the twinkling stars?

"I feel like I'm in unrequited love...... Unrequited love......" The song of the breeze kept coming.

"Oh, that's weird......" Yuan Bo thought deeply.

There was a curious, sympathetic, and pitying look on his face.

"Deeply hit, my poor son, he may be in a bad mood when he is in unrequited love at night, right?" Yuan Bo asked as he looked at his wife.

"What's in a bad mood?" Yuan Jing said bluntly: "I think it's a good mood! I keep smirking in the middle of the night, how can I be in a bad mood?"

"Ahh

Yuan Bo sighed and shook his head.

"I can only keep singing at home at night!" he said: "Even if my son is the amorous Liang Shanbo, then he must have the opportunity to meet that Miss Yingtai, so that our son can elope with Miss Yingtai, alas......"

Yuan Bo sighed and glanced at his wife.

"It seems that it is really time to find a good partner and let him get married. ”

"Yes......" Yuan Jing was also sighing. "It's so sad......"

"What are you worried about?" Yuan Bo turned his head, looked at his wife, and laughed. "God will take care of our son! Don't worry! I believe that my son has a vision, and he will definitely meet a good girl! When I have time, I will talk to him. ”

"Okay. ”

Yuan Jing closed her eyes.

"I'm sleepy. ”

She murmured.

She put her hand on Yuan Bo's chest, snuggled up to her husband, and fell asleep warmly.

As for Yuan Bo, looking at his wife's still charming face, he smiled, satisfied, and slowly fell asleep.