Chapter 263

After taking a bath, Yimo likes to eat Mango Sago made by Yiluo's mother. Although it's winter outside, because the heating in the north is very good, the room is all short sleeves. It's just too happy to have a bowl of cool sago at this time.

Holding the bowl in his hand, he sighed with a touch of comfort, "Siro made by mother Luo is the best."

"Don't eat too much cold food. Let's go back to our room and sleep."

Fifth, Yimo looks at Yiluo's mother in the kitchen. Why did she put this person in?

"Uncle, won't you go home and sleep?"

The fifth can clearly feel that when Yimo says this, Fang Yiluo looks at him expectantly.

He couldn't help thinking, is he so unpopular?

"I'll sleep with you tonight. What's the problem?"

"But I sleep with mother ELO every night. It's inconvenient for us to have you here."

The fifth Jue raised his eyebrows. His elegant image as a prince collapsed instantly. He said domineering, "I can sleep with you, mother ELO."

"Don't, or you'll go to bed first. I'm not in a hurry." Hearing this, Fang Yiluo is really scared. Although she has met frankly before, it doesn't mean she can face all this now.

Wujue picked up Yimo and said, "I want to tell you a bedtime story."

For fear of being dropped on the ground by him, the fifth meaning ink can only hold his neck, "I don't have to tell a story to sleep."

"That's better. If you sleep, I'll go home."

I'm afraid that the fifth must stay. After lying on the bed, Yimo closes his eyes tightly, trying to get into sleep quickly.

I don't know how long it's been. He really fell asleep.

Fifth Jue lay on his side in the bed. In the dark room, he found that his eyesight was so good that he could clearly see his sleeping face. His pink face turned red, because his lips were puffy and his own delicate pink. In conscience, he was very good-looking, so good-looking that he would never forget.

After he came last time, he went back home and opened the old photos. He found that he really missed himself, just like a miniature version of himself, but he didn't know why he didn't recognize him all the time. Maybe he had already resisted, so he didn't think about it anywhere else. He was also afraid that after some things were verified, the result would be very hurtful.

Now the reality is in front of him, and he is the responsibility he cannot escape.

Although not much like him, but do not exclude the future can slowly like him.

He decided to kiss his son on the forehead and give him a good night kiss.

When his thin and cool lips touched his tender forehead, he had a feeling that he couldn't explain clearly. The chest of Buddha was filled with all the world, and he couldn't tell clearly what he felt like?

All in all, it's not bad.

He quietly walked out of the room, Fang Yiluo fell asleep on a messy table, he looked at it, it was her accounts, each item was clearly marked, the notes were also very clear, it seems that she is very attentive to the work.

She found several accounts in a row. She couldn't help frowning. She didn't understand. She would rather settle accounts at the end of the month for small units than go to her own company?

She faintly felt that there was a figure standing in front of her. She was sleeping a little confused. Looking at the familiar face in front of her, she couldn't help pulling out a smile. The smile was like a holy white flower blooming on the desolate snow, with a trace of piercing elegance.

That kind of familiarity is just like a kind of pain, which forcefully touches the fifth unique heart.

He didn't understand why he felt this way when he saw Fang Yiluo frequently recently?

She suddenly woke up from her dream, looked at the fifth Jue in front of her eyes, coughed and asked, "are you leaving?"

"You and he want to get rid of me."

"No, by the way, there's one thing I want to talk to you about."

"You said

"I see you haven't come these days. I think you must be very busy, but I still want to ask you when you're not busy. I'll take you to the hospital. There's a hospital with special authority. I've asked someone to find a good relationship."

The fifth sneered coldly, "you are more anxious than me."

Fang Yiluo gave him a light look, "aren't you in a hurry?"

Wujue was choked by Fang Yiluo's words. He opened his mouth and thought for a long time. Finally, he didn't say anything and said, "I'll go home first."

Fang Yiluo quickly got up to take him to the door, a little uncertain, "then I set the time myself?"

The fifth stopped and looked back at her. "There's something going on in our company these two days. I'll let you know when I'm busy."

"Good bye!" Seeing that his figure was moving, and there was no tendency to leave immediately, she tried to keep her smile as natural as possible, "is there anything else you want to do?"

"According to the regulations of Huaxia, to be a test tube baby, you must have a marriage certificate. You..."Hearing this, Fang Yiluo immediately narrowed her eyes and laughed, "don't worry, this matter has already been found."

"Why do you care so much about saving my sister?" His younger brother may not be as crazy as her. Sometimes he thinks that he is inferior to her.

Recently, she always dreamed that they had returned to ancient times. The beloved man, wearing a suit of armor, walked up to his sister in full view of the public and asked softly, "Yi Yan, would you like to wait for me to return triumphantly?"

Her heart can not say the pain, but heard the sister said, "sorry."

She looks at herself in her dream. Her face is distorted because of jealousy. She seems to tell Qin Yixuan in her dream not to do bad things because of jealousy. Looking back at the person you like many years later, maybe she doesn't feel so hot.

All this comes from the Revenge of a terrible man. She is reborn with memory. Every life has a dream like encounter, but every life does not love her. Is there any more terrible revenge than this?

Maybe his elder sister is also the difficulty that he increases in order to prevent himself from getting close to Su Zihan. If it is true, then he won, so thoroughly.

From then on, Su Zihan was no longer so important. His elder sister was enough to replace him.

Now, after drinking a bowl of Mengpo soup, Yan Jue appears in front of her eyes again, like a wolf with a big tail, asking her what she thinks is not painful. How can she be in a good mood for him.

"I don't know," he said Then he left the gate and went upstairs.

Wujue was startled by her sudden hostility. Sometimes she was afraid of herself, but the occasional rebellious emotion made him familiar. It seemed that he had seen it before?

And get used to it.

What the hell!

*

the next day, min Yuchen got up early in the morning, quickly washed his clothes after many years, and then changed into a military uniform and put on a military cap. He was tall and straight, about 1.85 meters in height. He was the kind of body that was particularly symmetrical. He was fat if he had more, and thin if he had less And to the wife who has opened her bleary eyes, her eyes are full of warmth, and she kisses her pink mouth. "You've been sleepy recently, so I've told Auntie Cheng to wake up naturally, and then I'll make breakfast for you."

Fifth read lazy hit a huff, smile like a child, "husband, I first found that you wear military uniform so handsome?"

His eyebrows smile, like a wisp of spring, "before?"

"I didn't think much before. You're not my husband. I can't always stare at you."

"Now I'm your husband, you can stare at me every day."

Hearing his overbearing words, he immediately joked, "of course it's OK to stare at you, but when you go back to the army today, I can't see you all the time. What do you say?"

Min Yuchen replied, "wait for me to send you photos."

After breakfast, a military green refitted car has been parked outside the door. Song Yang is lying on the window. "Boss, congratulations on your return. You don't know how much I miss you. Xiao Qiao and I come to pick you up for work. Are you moved?"

Min Yuchen takes out his cell phone from his pocket and then throws it to him. Song Yang reaches out his hand to pick it up subconsciously and instinctively. "Why, I'm back in the team. I'm in a good mood. Give me my cell phone!"

"You will follow me wherever I go today?"

Song Yang asked foolishly, "why?"

"Take a picture of me."

"No, what's the publicity department? They are able to deal with the whole day. I don't know how tired we are to train new recruits, but they can deal with these empty heads for us. "

Min Yuchen coldly glared at him, "let you do it, you do it, much talk!"

Later Song Yang knew, what are these photos for?

It's terrible. It's used to relieve his sister-in-law's pain of lovesickness. But why did he take so many photos? His fingers are almost unconscious this morning.