Chapter 843

Love

he Xinying was ashamed of him.

Since remarriage, this person is simply a different person, all kinds of sweet words, what kind of unexpected love words, let her defenseless.

In addition, she has no self-control, and often makes his cheeks red. For example, now, she feels that the subcutaneous fat on her face is warming up.

In order to cover up, she quickly pressed the bedside lamp.

The dark light suddenly went out, and the darkness shrouded his eyes. Shen Junquan had a long time to adapt to the darkness.

"I didn't cheat you. I'm really worried about losing my image in front of you," he said, adding that she didn't blush enough. "What can public image do for it? Can it serve as a meal?"

Can you be a meal

At the last sentence, he suddenly approached, and her ears were covered with a layer of red by the wet breath. Fortunately, she could not see in the dark, and she congratulated herself, but the darkness made her hearing more sensitive.

Usually appears low magnetic sound, at this time especially appears confused, charming, as if only listen to the sound can be wonderful.

"New tassels..."

"Sleep!"

Push the heavy person to one side, close her eyes, he Xinying hypnotize herself, go to sleep, go to sleep quickly. She was thin skinned, and then she was teased by this

person.

Shen Junquan did not let him go, persistent again asked: "do you still think my image is the same as before?" To tell you the truth, as a man today, he really "bullies" people, and the other party is still a woman.

I hope he Xinying doesn't complain to him because of these.

"It's the same as when I first met you, isn't it?"

He turned over and fell asleep with his back to him, but he Xinying secretly opened her eyes and pursed her mouth with a smile.

Listen perfunctory, actually not perfunctory.

She never told him that no matter how many misunderstandings, hatreds and escapes between them, she still liked him.

What can we do? In any case, there is such a person in the heart. Even if he has a bad temper, even if he is arrogant and arrogant, she still likes it.

This man is her doom.

…

The biological clock made her open her eyes at eight o'clock on time.

I haven't been sleeping so comfortable for a long time. I quietly stretch in the quilt, careful not to wake up the sleeping people around me. I sneak out of bed quietly, open the door gently, and go out sideways.

Making up her mind to let Shen Junquan sleep a little longer, she went to the public bathroom outside to clean up. Looking at her radiant face in the mirror, she made a few grimaces, and then went downstairs to prepare breakfast for the sleeping students.

Before long, Shen Junquan got up and rubbed his messy hair. He found her busy in the kitchen along the fragrance and gave her a solid kiss from behind.

"I was too tired last night. I'll make it up today." He Xinying's short surprise was followed by a smile filled with his helpless pet.

"Call up your son after washing."

Shen Junquan agrees from a distance, brushes his teeth, looks at himself in the mirror for a long time, and then walks decisively to his son's small room.

He didn't shave. He just hurt Nennen's little face. Then he looked at his son's angry appearance. This is his father's bad taste.

As a result, when he opened the door, his smile was still hidden from his face, and it would solidify in the next second.

It turned out that my son was awake.

was full of bubbles. He just woke up and woke up, but his father, who had not yet fully recovered, walked to the bedside of the child with a vacant face. He hesitated to stretch

and touch his son.

Xiaochen turned over when he came, and didn't let him see his face.

"Little five?"

, who had the name of his son with unclear bubbles, Shen Junquan was slow to ask for a few seconds before he asked, "is it just a look?" Are you crying

Xiao Chen ignored him.

In fact, I didn't understand what he was asking.

"You know that."

Shen Junquan walked quickly to the bathroom in the children's room, brushed his teeth and washed his face with a rough water pipe. After washing, he didn't even care to wipe his face. He came to pick up his son with two big hands.

"What's the matter?"

He would only hold him like this. He would lower his head and coax him in a soft voice: "don't cry, tell Dad, have you had a nightmare?"

You have a nightmare.

Xiaochen sobbed and thought that he was six years old, and he was not the age to cry because of nightmares!

"Is that bed wetting?"

Having seen the painful scene when he was a child because he was ashamed of wetting his bed, Shen Junquan's second reaction was to look at his little bed. As a result, he Xinying's newly changed sheets even have a faint aroma of laundry liquid.

"Then why are you crying?"

Mr. Shen's mother is still at a loss to find his son. Xiaochenyi feels that he is moving outward. He immediately knows who he is going to see and struggles anxiously.

"No!"

"Then you say why you cry."

"It's almost nine o'clock." The small morning droops the eye, points to the bedside time, but wants to cry.

What happened at nine?

After receiving this message, Shen Junquan's brain began to run at a high speed.

he thought about almost all the things related to Jiu. As long as he knew, he would almost start to contact his date! Xiaochen waited for a while, but he thought his father would be able to reflect it immediately. Unexpectedly, a few minutes later, he still looked at him foolishly, with a face of "I am very confused". For the first time, he found that his father was very stupid.

No way, can only tell the truth: "usually this time, I am not at home."

"Oh..."

Suddenly, Shen Junquan vividly interprets this expression. It turns out that it's time to wake up. I didn't expect that I didn't need to go to school at all. It's conceivable that I feel sad.

But he couldn't figure out: "I heard that children all hate school. Why do you like it?"

"When I go to school, many children like me. They want to make friends with me. I am very popular in kindergarten." Proud face, said the popularity of this matter, Xiaochen is very energetic.

There are tears on Mingming's face.

It's really a child. Changing face is like turning a book. In the blink of an eye, Doudou shed tears when he was sad. When he was happy, he laughed like a little angel.

Shen Junquan sighed. He is my son. I don't know how many parents can envy his unusual determination to go to school.

Unfortunately be married to a bad husband.

No competent person, including the teacher, would shake off the secret that parents want to protect in any case. Who knows what kind of person they can teach their children, such a kindergarten, or not!

He supported he Xinying's decision.