Chapter 1258

"You go to take a bath and wipe your pajamas first. Your pajamas are in the closet. I'll ask the servants to dry them for you regularly. There's no smell at all." Qiao Yiming said.

Cheng Lin looks at Qiao Yiming in amazement. After three years, he still keeps his former clothes.

And Qiao Yiming is looking at Cheng Lin affectionately. At this moment, he has been waiting for too long, but it's good to wait.

Avoiding his eyes, Cheng Lin went to the wardrobe and took a nightgown. There was a faint smell of washing liquid on it. It was really clean.

Standing in the past, I feel a lot.

She takes a shower in the bathroom and Joe Yiming is in bed watching TV or books. She always wants to discuss the plot or the content of the book with him, but Qiao Yiming always shows that she is superficial.

Finally, Qiao Yiming turned off the TV or put down the book, and then turned off the light, to himself.

They are in close contact with each other and never turn on the lights. In the past, Cheng Lin thought it was Qiao Yiming's habit. Later, she read people on the Internet and said that it was because when the light was turned off, she could imagine each other as anyone she wanted.

Cheng Lin realized that he didn't turn on the light because he didn't want to see his face clearly.

At this time, I heard two men playing outside, very happy. Cheng Lin begins to doubt that Qiao Yiming's consideration and hospitality is just to find her mother for her child.

Cheng Lin comes out from the bathroom. She looks at Qiao Yiming and obviously sees his Adam's apple slip. She quickly avoids it.

Just after bathing, her wet hair makes Cheng Lin more charming and charming.

Since Cheng Lin left, Qiao Yiming hasn't opened a meat restaurant for three years. Now his lover is in front of him, so he can't help but fantasize.

But for the presence of the children, he might have done something crazy.

Afraid of their own impulse to expose fillings, Qiao Yiming rushed to the bathroom to take a cold bath, temporarily quench the body's desire.

When he came out of the bathroom, he saw Cheng Lin lying in bed with Qiao Sicheng in her arms, coaxing him to sleep, singing children's songs in her mouth.

Qiao Yiming can't bear to disturb this warm picture. He quietly detours the other side of the bed, then carefully lies on the bed and turns off the light.

Qiao Sicheng sleeps in the middle, so Qiao Yiming can't contact Cheng Lin directly. But even so, he was content.

Qiao Sicheng's breathing is gradually even, and Cheng Lin's singing is getting weaker and weaker. Qiao Yiming's face bends involuntarily. It's a good feeling to sleep with the two people who are the most important to you.

In the dark, Qiao Yiming reaches for Cheng Lin's hand and holds it gently.

Cheng Lin moved and closed her eyes.

The night outside the window is like water, the moonlight is like China, shining in front of the window, quiet and beautiful.

This night sleep is very stable, perhaps too tired, Cheng Lin sleep for a long time, or by Qiao Sicheng to wake up.

She found that Qiao Yiming had disappeared, only she and Qiao Sicheng were in bed.

When they get dressed and go downstairs, the smell of rice comes downstairs. It's very quiet at home today. I can't see a servant.

Just as he was curious, Qiao Yiming came out of the kitchen with an apron and said, "you wake up. The meal is ready."

Qiao Yiming once again refreshes Cheng Lin's understanding of him. In Cheng Lin's impression, Qiao Yiming never goes to the kitchen.

But now he takes off his suit and shoes, and puts on his apron. It's incredible that he looks like a cook in a family. But he thinks that this is what a husband looks like.

"Dinner." Qiao Sicheng is very used to going to the restaurant to eat happily.

Cheng Lin thinks that it must be that Qiao Yiming has cooked for Qiao Sicheng many times over the years, so Qiao Sicheng is not so strange as her.

Qiao Yiming is a good porridge for three people. It's a sweet eight treasure porridge. It's nourishing and nutritious. Cheng Lin used to do this for Qiao Yiming, because he often drinks outside, so he needs to drink more porridge to nourish his stomach.

Cheng Lin had a taste of it. It was the same brand of eight treasures porridge, and the temperature was well controlled.

"How's it going? Is it as like as two peas? " Qiao Yiming asked.

"It's OK, but it's a little worse than what I did." Cheng Lin deliberately said that he lost his self-confidence.

Qiao Yiming said: "this is that I tried countless times to make the taste close to you. It seems that I have to continue to work hard to keep up with you."

In the past, Qiao Yiming was superior and invincible. Suddenly he became so modest in front of him. Cheng Lin was really not used to it, and even suspected that she had nothing to talk about.

"What about the servants? How did you make breakfast today? "

There were a lot of people yesterday, but today they didn't see any of them. Cheng Lin was surprised that he let Qiao Er childe make soup himself.

"I gave them a day off to rest and give the three of us time and space to be alone." Qiao Yiming replied.

A family of three, Cheng Lin sounds a bit awkward, originally alone, now suddenly become a family of three.Seeing that Cheng Lin didn't look very well, Qiao Yiming quickly added: "don't worry, you two just need to eat and drink well. I'll do all the housework at home by myself."

Cheng Lin, a porridge drinker, almost spurs rice. Unexpectedly, Qiao Yiming, who used to make money, now says what housewives and men can say.

"Don't look down on me. I'm no worse than you." Qiao Yiming began to wear his own hat again.

"Well." Cheng Lin picks her eyebrows and waits to see.

After breakfast, Cheng Lin stands up and habitually starts to clean up the dishes. Qiao Yiming stops her.

"Well, I'll take care of all the housework today. I don't know how hard it was for you to do this alone before. Now I understand that there are so many seemingly trivial but tiring jobs in a family. "

Qiao Yiming said, his eyes full of apology, for he did not know before, do not understand Cheng Lin's hard work.

Cheng Lin didn't force him. If he wanted to do it, he let him do it by himself.

"Mom, let's play. I'll take you to a fun place." Said joschen mysteriously.

Cheng Lin followed him to the back garden, where everything was the same as before.

"What are you playing with?" Cheng Lin doesn't understand. She can't be familiar with it any more. It's nothing special.

Qiao Sicheng pushed open the door of the greenhouse, ran to the flower shelf and pointed to the glass bottle.

"What is this?" Cheng Lin asked.

The glass bottle is clean and full of seeds.

"These are the seeds of flowers outside, which my father and I collect every year. My father said, "if I miss my mother, I'll come to see these seeds. In the 20th year, when I grow up, my mother will come back."

Qiao Sicheng continued naively: "but I didn't expect that my mother would come back without waiting so long."

Cheng Lin stroked the bottles, which contained the seeds of her favorite flower.