"I guess after a while, my children will also become a wine lover. Because in the future, we will have the opportunity to drink together. Yue'er!" He called to her as if no one was around: "Do you know how hard it is to send you back alone, and I come back alone? Therefore, you have to drink a little red wine before you can sleep...... Isn't there a song?"

The breeze began to hum.

"You know this song, it's a great song, yes, it's my mood lately. ”

"Got it, got it!"

Leng Yue shouted warmly and with a smile.

She looked at Qingfeng's mother Yuan Jing with confused eyes, as if Qingfeng was a monster or an incomprehensible book.

She looked at Qingfeng's father, Yuan Bo, who was always smiling, deliberately telling jokes, trying to relax the slightly tense air.

She can't get carried away like Qingfeng, and she can't stop talking.

"Mom and Dad!" Leng Yue opened the box he brought. "This is a painting I painted recently, and I finished it last night, and it's a gift for you. ”

Yuan Bo and Yuan Jing turned around to look at the painting at the same time, their eyes shining with a layer of appreciation and surprise at the same time.

The painting is composed of flowers and trees, blue sky and white clouds, and on the ground full of flowers and plants, next to the big tree, is a picture of a man and a woman having a picnic.

"Oh my God!"

The more Yuan Jing looked at it, the bigger her eyes became, and the more curious she became.

"The characters in this picture ......" she hesitated for a moment and asked, "Is it me and our family's Yuan Dong?"

"Do you need to ask?"

Yuan Bo looked at the painting excitedly, his eyes were moist.

"I really didn't expect wow!" he exclaimed, "I didn't expect our daughter-in-law to put us in the painting!

"Uh-huh," Yuan Jing also smiled and nodded. "I didn't expect Miss Leng Yue to have such a skill. ”

"Mom and Dad like it, right?" said the breeze. "It's a famous painting!" he exclaimed with a smile, "Do you want to sign it?"

Qingfeng tried his best to stabilize his eyebrows, and did not hide the praise and appreciation in his voice, and did not hide the excitement and affection in his eyes.

"Yes, of course, I want to sign it!"

Yuan Bo also made no secret of his admiration for the cold moon, he said: "The color of this painting is very pure and warm, and the sense of breathability is also very good and soft. Anyway, it feels so good, it's so good, it's very dreamy!"

"Really!"

The breeze held up the painting.

He looked left and right, admiring and exclamating in every way.

"Look at the blue sky and white clouds, look at the flowers and trees, look at the picture, look at the colors...... Ahh......h

He held the painting and walked around the room.

"Look at the old couple sitting on the ground for a picnic, completely filled with warmth, tenderness, softness, and lazy drunkenness!"

He laughed and screamed like a madman, incoherently and seriously.

"Uh-huh," Yuan Bo nodded and nodded again. "This color is really good. He said.

"Yes!" Leng Yue smiled, "I did put a lot of thought into learning this painting. ”

She pressed Qingfeng down on the couch, took the painting in his hand, and put it back on the coffee table.

"Color is the life of the picture, because a world without color is dead. She paused and looked at everyone: "Fire makes light, light gives color, all colors are friends of the color next door, and they are also lovers of colors in the opposite position." And colors, there can't be too much ingenuity, they should come from nature. She talked, naturally.

"Yue'er," Qingfeng called her softly, looking at her with adoration and tenderness. "You're talking about that, you're really good! And you look so good!"

"Of course!"

Leng Yue sneered.

"But don't get too obsessed with me!"

Her big misty eyes were like black grapes in a crystal cup.

"Because, the more powerful ones are yet to come. She smiled naturally: "Thanks to the sun, we live in a colorful world every day, feeling the changes of the colors of the four seasons, and these colors, some are lonely, some are shining, some are sad, and some are warm......"

"That's great!"

The breeze stared at her, dizzy.

"Although the colors are not all beautiful, this colorful world is so gorgeous and beautiful. ”

Qingfeng's heart was filled with joy, and he felt that the whole person was excited and happy.

"Actually, I painted this picture to cater to my mother's ......," Leng Yue said suddenly.

"Oh?"

Yuan Jing was stunned.

"Pandering to me?"

She was a little puzzled.

"Yes!"

Leng Yue's eyes were shining, with a scorching heat, and she stared at Yuan Jing for a moment.

"Because my mother is a very colorful person, and she is also a very warm person who is cold on the outside and hot on the inside. She swore and said, "That's why I decided to paint this picture." And," she said, pulling out two tickets from her purse. "This is two tickets for the ballet. ”

"Oh, that's a hard ticket to get!" Chingfeng exclaimed.

"I've heard about it too!" Yuan Bo's eyes widened.

"Yes!" Leng Yue said, "Although I don't know much about ballet, I think my mother's taste is elegant, so others accepted it for me." She looked at Yuan Jing. "Let's go see it with Dad!"

"Just go with the breeze. Yuan Jing said casually: "Why do you give it back to us?"

"Because my mother has a high taste in art!"

Leng Yue looked at her with a smile, looking at Yuan Jing, whose hair was coiled high, and her face was shrewd and charming.

"Mom will definitely like it, go check it out!"

"Okay. ”

Yuan Jing nodded.

There was a smile on the corner of her mouth, but she said the opposite thing in her heart: Oh, what a fox, fox! What? I sent a painting because I was warm? What a wordless irony, irony! Also, Yuan Qingfeng, that bad boy, how did I raise you? Look at his attitude towards Leng Yue, it is completely the treatment of a queen! Look at the look he looks at Leng Yue, look at the ghost he looks at when he smiles, like a psychotic and mentally retarded! As for my mother, this conscienceless boy, but I have never done a decent thing, I seem to have raised this son for nothing.

"Mommy can't look at my moon with such pitiful eyes!"

Qingfeng seemed to have seen through his mother's thoughts, and without waiting for Yuan Jing to say anything, he smiled and answered himself.

"Why, because I'm distressed!"

He sat down, and he pulled Leng Yue into the crook of his arm.

"That's right," Qingfeng smiled at Leng Yue. "Speaking of gifts, I've got a gift for you too. ”

He reached out and pulled out a beautiful jewelry box from his coat pocket. He opened the box, and inside it were two halves of sparkling, delicately patterned, curved white gold jewelry.

"What is this?"

Leng Yue looked at the jewelry and asked in confusion.

"It's a ring that lasts forever. Qingfeng smiled and picked it up. "Come, stretch out your hand, put it on. ”

He pulled Leng Yue's wrist, picked up the two halves of the jewelry, and couldn't help but aim the two halves of the jewelry at her wrist.

He 'snapped', and in an instant, the two halves of the jewelry turned into a beautiful bracelet.

"How's it going, isn't it good?"

Leng Yue shook the shiny bracelet on her wrist, and then said with a smile: "It's good-looking, but how does it look like a handcuff." ”

"You're right!"

Qingfeng smiled and nodded.

He pulled out a shiny platinum key from his pocket.

"Look, this is the key to the handcuffs! The key is here!" he said happily, "I will lock you with this key when you are not with me." I hope that no one but me will be able to open this bracelet and no one will be able to open your heart. ”

Leng Yue stroked the bracelet.

She looked at Qingfeng's deep and dark eyes, looked at his warm and sincere face, and an indescribable touch and a sour tenderness surged in her heart.

"It's not Christmas today, how can you play Santa Claus?" She shook the bracelet, and her eyes were a little moist. "Anyway, I want to thank you!

"Say thank you, my moon!" the breeze hugged her gently. "I'm going to let you know that I, Santa Claus, am sincere, and I hope to lock you up and trap you for the rest of my life!"

"Trapped?" Yuan Jing sneered: "Leng Yue is not a horse pulling a cart, and she is still trapped?!"

"Oh. Leng Yue smiled: "I am willing to be trapped by you! Moreover, I will definitely stay by your side, cherish this love, and cherish this bracelet." ”

"Oh, my son is so romantic!"

Yuan Bo's eyes widened, looking at the pair of children soaked in love, and sighed.

"But you—" He looked at his wife again, "Why do you always say things that disappoint people?Is love a sin?What are you thinking......?" He approached Yuan Jing playfully: "Are you also ignited by the enthusiasm of the children now?"

"Ignite?"

Yuan Jing frowned, she couldn't bear it anymore.

"What about you, why do you always say such strange things? It's really funny! And you, Yuan Qingfeng!"

Yuan Jing screamed sharply, and there was naturally a mocking smile on her face.

"Although I am not warm, I don't need to wake up with a simile! But you are really confused! Don't look at the ballet swan on the stage, and you are not afraid of the hunting nets everywhere in reality, if you are smart enough, just take a close look at the little swan next to you! Otherwise, I am afraid that it will flap its wings and fly away!"

"Look at what you say?"

Yuan Bo clapped his hands and quickly inserted it again.