Chapter 832

Until the meal was finished, Chen Hansheng didn't realize how high the entry threshold of Langya Road Primary School was.

After all, a few phone calls should not be too heavy.

On the way back, everyone knew that Anning was about to become a primary school student, and they were teasing her one after another.

"Anning, when I was in primary school, my goal was to enter Tsinghua. Anning, you can't lose to your sister."

Hulin said proudly.

"There's no need to brag."

Chen Hansheng sneered: "who was not a seedling of Tsinghua when he was a child? Until the first day of junior high school, the teacher thought he could test Tsinghua."

"Brother, what about you?"

Chen Lan likes to mention which pot he doesn't open: "when did you lose the 'Tsinghua dream'?"

"I have never had this dream."

Chen Hansheng said with a smile: "Lao Chen asked me to read in a school. It's just that empress dowager Liang is annoying. I must go to college, or she won't have face among her colleagues. Finally, I accidentally mixed two books and accidentally mixed them into graduate students. In fact, I'm very embarrassed."

"OK, OK, everyone knows that you have guaranteed your research."

Chen Lan didn't give her brother the chance to brag and force, and directly skipped the topic: "what are you going to do on Valentine's day, watching movies, eating western food or doing?"

"What do you say?"

Chen Hansheng asked Shen Youchu, "I'll listen to you wherever you want to go."

This Valentine's day does not need time management, and Chen Hansheng is in a relaxed mood.

"I can do anything."

Shen Youchu said softly.

"You see, you are boring."

Chen Hansheng complains casually: "I give you the right to choose, and you kick the ball back. Don't go to the postgraduate entrance examination, just go to the civil servant examination, where you are best at this set."

"I didn't..."

Shen Youchu was said to be wronged. She gently turned her head and looked out of the window. She was such a character. Especially when she was with Chen Hansheng, she was always used to letting Chen Hansheng make decisions.

"Young Chu, why don't you resist?"

Seeing that Shen Youchu was bullied, Hu Linyu immediately jumped out to help, pointed to the neon lights of those high-rise buildings in Xinjiekou and said, "anyway, your husband has money, just let him sweep all the luxury counters in Jinying department store."

"Hey hey ~"

Chen Hansheng smiled first: "Shen Youchu won't. You see, the down jacket she wore was the year before last. This Spring Festival, she bought one for Chen Lan and one for Anning, but she didn't buy it for herself."

"Because she won't spend money indiscriminately."

Xiao Hu said angrily: "the net profit of a mobile phone in your nut shell is estimated to be thousands of yuan. The profit of a cup of milk tea is only a few cents, so she is more economical. Chen Hansheng, you should burn incense and worship Buddha when you marry a wife like Youchu."

"All right."

After hearing this, Chen Hansheng seemed guilty. He held the steering wheel in his left hand, stretched out his right hand and squeezed Shen Youchu's face.

"Oh ~"

Shen Hanhan raised her head and did not resist meekly. She was always easily coaxed by Chen Hansheng.

Chen Lan also sighed in her heart. It seems that sister Hu is still very effective. Otherwise, in my brother's style, sister-in-law Youchu will be bullied all the time.

"Since a cup of milk tea makes so little profit."

Chen Hansheng held Shen Youchu's small ear: "let the employees work an extra shift every day. I want to change a Maserati at the end of the year. It's up to you."

Chen Lan:······

Hulin:······

After returning home, Shen Youchu has forgotten what happened on the road. He still helps Anning take a bath, Chen Hansheng squeeze toothpaste and Chen Lan lay a quilt as before······

Her busy figure alone warms the whole family.

After the old, the small and the cheeky rest, Shen Youchu took a bath by himself. When he was ready to go to the bedroom to rest, Chen Hansheng, lying on the sofa, suddenly raised his head: "come here."

"Are you a little cold?"

Shen Youchu is going to turn on the light. She thinks Chen Hansheng will be cold.

However, he was stopped by Chen Hansheng. He waved his hand and said, "I'm habitually excited at night. Don't turn on the lights. Only in this way can there be an atmosphere."

After Shen Youchu came over, Chen Hansheng took her to sit on the edge of the sofa and smelled the fragrant smell of shampoo. Chen Hansheng was distracted and his fingers dishonestly wanted to lift Shen Youchu's pajamas.

"No, No."

Shen Youchu firmly grasped Chen Hansheng's wrist and made a silent resistance, because his mother-in-law and Anning were still in the bedroom.

"All right ~"

Chen Hansheng also knew that the time was not suitable. He could only skim his lips and say, "we are old husbands and wives. What are you shy of?"

Shen Youchu Chudu has a small face, but he still sits on the edge of the sofa and gently rubs his wrist.

Chen Hansheng realized that when he was struggling just now, his action was a little big. He simply took Shen Youchu's arm and rubbed it for her.

"Does it still hurt?"

Chen Hansheng asked.

"It won't get in the way."

Shen Youchu shook her head and fell on her shoulder with long hair. It's almost four years. It seems that she won't be angry with Chen Hansheng.

"No wonder empress dowager Liang said you were silly."

Chen Hansheng was filled with tenderness.

Shen Youchu didn't speak. She stared at Chen Hansheng silently in the dark. Her eyes were a little silly, a little stupid, and a little dark and bright.

"Then you say."

Chen Hansheng asked, "where do you want to go on Valentine's day? I know you don't like the bustling downtown. Let's go to Xuanwu Lake, Zijin Mountain or Yuejiang building?"

"I think

When there were only two people, Shen Youchu would speak her heart. She paused and whispered, "I want to go to school and eat a small hot pot in the second canteen."

"Then go to the college student activity center and watch a movie lion king?"

Chen Hansheng grinned.

Whether it's a small hot pot or the lion king, or a small hot pot and an empty old wallet, or that bottle of mustard peppers, they are all memories of getting along with each other.

Perhaps in Shen Youchu's heart, these ordinary daily stories are the most romantic stories, representing the beginning of her and Chen Hansheng.

However, it's just that Chen Hansheng has some concerns about "metaphysics", because in TV dramas, after summarizing these romantic memories, the next step is to break up.

Chen Hansheng finally agreed. He felt that he was so smart. Except for that Shura field, it was impossible to ignore some mistakes again and again. Where are so many unexpected things in the world!

"Well, Valentine's Day is spent at school."

Chen Hansheng smacked his lips and said, "I also miss the chicken leg rice in the second canteen."

"Yes!"

Shen Youchu also nodded and looked a little happy, because Chen Hansheng actually preferred lively occasions, which was because she gave up.

"All right, go and have a rest."

Chen Hansheng patted the back of Shen Youchu's hand.

"Don't stay up late. I'll cook for you tomorrow morning."

Shen Youchu said softly and stood up without taking a few steps. Chen Hansheng suddenly shouted behind his back, "wait, let's hold it."

"Oh ~"

Shen Youchu gave a simple answer and hugged Chen Hansheng.

"Shen Youchu, are you a pig?"

The living room is not dark. The street lights in the community will shine in a little. Chen Hansheng hugged Shen Youchu's soft back and asked without solemnity.

"... I'm not."

Shen Hanhan leaned on Chen Hansheng's shoulder and answered in a low voice.

"What are you?"

Chen Hansheng asked.

"I'm your girlfriend!"

Taking advantage of the unclear night, Shen Youchu "boldly" expressed, hurried into the bedroom and took aning to rest.

"Ho ho ~"

Chen Hansheng pillowed his arm and gave a comfortable groan.

The evening of early spring is a little gentle. The evening wind has a summer atmosphere. The cool moon is still holding on to winter. The days are really beautiful.

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(end of this chapter)