In the heart inexplicably had this kind of expectation, Wen wanwan red face, body a little backward.

"Well, Yan Shengli, you are not allowed to kiss me any more..."

Yan Shengli smelled the words, but his handsome face was close to a few inches.

"I can kiss you if I don't want to, right? Then I'll be more serious. "

“……”

Listening to the words of Yan Shengli, Wen wanwan really saw that Zhang Junrong of Yan Shengli came together frivolously!

Wen wanwan was shocked. When she wanted to escape, Yan Shengli's hand rose faster, but it fell on her lips.

"How old are you? Can't even eat, huh? "

“……”

See Yan Sheng Li take a grain of rice between fingers, Wen Wan just understand.

embarrassed!

How did you eat all the food in your face?

"Go to sleep when you're finished."

Yan Sheng Li said in a soft voice, standing up straight, as if turning to go

"Where are you going?"

"What? Can't you sleep without me

“……”

Wen wanwan blushed, puffed up his cheeks and opened his mouth unconvinced.

"Goodbye!"

"Good night."

Compared with Wen wanwan's attitude, Yan Shengli was much more gentle, even with a rare smile on her lips.

Soon, Yan Shengli packed up the wine and left.

Wen wanwan sits in the same place. What he remembers in his mouth is Yan Shengli's hand-made fried rice. What he remembers in his heart is his gentle treatment

After dinner, Wen wanwan cleaned up the bed and her feet fell to the ground. It didn't seem to hurt so much.

However, have I ever smelled this medicinal wine before?

……

The next room next door.

Yan Shengli sat at his desk alone, looking at a message from Bo Zifan not long ago, looking calm.

Ji Mo, born in April mountain, lives in Chunyu mansion after six years old.

April mountain.

Maybe it's just a coincidence!

Jimo, little star? impossible!

But even if it is, it doesn't matter!

Yan Shengli reached out and picked up the silver coin that had been treasured for many years. After looking at it for a few seconds, he opened the drawer and threw it directly into the drawer. Then he closed it without a trace of nostalgia.

……

The next morning.

When Wen wanwan opened his eyes, there was no Yan Shengli beside him.

Originally, I was still a little lost in my heart, but when I reached for the pillow, I felt warm.

"Awake?"

Still happily touching one side of the pillow, he suddenly heard someone's voice coming. Wen wanwan quickly withdrew his hand like a guilty conscience, pulled up the quilt to cover his red cheek, and showed his two clear big eyes to Yan Shengli innocently.

He stood beside the bed, a natural and unrestrained, just looking at his face, Wen wanwan felt like waking up every morning to be happy!

"If your feet are OK, go to your mommy after breakfast."

"Well?"

"Well, what, get up for breakfast."

“……”

Wen wanwan was more puzzled.

"What are you doing with my mommy?"

"Help."

"Ha

Wen wanwan really felt that she was a mirage. She didn't care for her daughter. Why was he so enthusiastic about Shengli?

As a result, after breakfast, Yan Shengli really took Wen wanwan to Chunyu's Florist: Lengxiang Xiaozhu.

Seeing Wen wanwan and Yan Shengli come to the store, Chunyu imperial concubine is very happy, but she doesn't seem to know what happened yesterday.

Wen wanwan also hoped that Chunyu's concubine would not know, otherwise, she would be distressed.

After a busy morning, noon came.

The lunch was prepared by chunyufei, with three dishes and one soup. It was very simple.

Wen wanwan and Yan Shengli dislike each other and sit down at the dining table. Just as they are preparing for dinner, a person comes in at the flower shop. As soon as Wen wanwan picks up chopsticks, his mood to eat is gone.

What a spectacle! She's here?