Chapter 528

Qiao Moli and Yan Xiluo returned to Hawaii, and soon forgot their unhappiness in England.

The two are affectionate and loving, and they are like glue every day.

On this day, Yan Xiluo came to the beach with her easel in hand, and began to paint her exquisite works again.

A beautiful and happy woman, no matter what she writes, she always looks so beautiful and delicate.

Yan Xiluo scribbled with the pen, gradually immersed in it, and entered the colorful world with those beautiful colors.

After a long time, after she recovered from the painting, she looked at the sea and sky that she had just painted with satisfaction, and a gentle smile appeared on her face.

But soon, she found that she didn't seem to have fully drawn the scenery in front of her.

Because at some point, a lot of pink heart-shaped balloons suddenly appeared in front of her drawing board.

Those lovely pinks gathered together, swaying lightly in the wind, really beautiful.

Yan Xiluo was stunned, where did so many balloons come from?

She looked down the ribbons of those balloons, and saw the handsome Qiao Moli standing in front of his drawing board in a suit and leather shoes, tightly holding the ribbons of those balloons in her left hand, and holding a bunch of fiery red balloons in her right hand. Rose.

Qiao Moli smiled lightly, "Dear wife, do you remember what day it is today?"

Yan Xiluo shook his head in confusion, "What date?"

Qiao Moli stepped across the drawing board with long legs, and sent the rose in her right hand to Yan Xiluo's arms, staring at her affectionately, "Today marks the 12 years, 132 days and 7 hours anniversary of our acquaintance."

"Pfft!" Yan Xiluo chuckled, "I thought it was some kind of important festival? What's there to celebrate?"

"No, because every day with you is a memorable day in my life. Thank you God for keeping you by my side, and let me know how to cherish every second of time with you."

Qiao Moli said affectionately, let go of the balloon in his left hand, and then embraced Yan Xiluo into the sea, and kissed him lightly as if he had found a treasure.

Those heart-shaped balloons rise slowly under the blowing of the sea breeze, like hearts that are beating endlessly.

The handsome man and the beautiful woman are kissing affectionately against the background of the blue sky and blue sea, and the surrounding balloons are slowly rising beside them, forming an intoxicating scene.

"Crack!"

This soft sound alarmed Yan Xiluo who was being kissed deeply by Qiao Moli. She turned her head and saw that it was Qiao Siluo who was patting her and Qiao Moli. She blushed immediately and stretched out her hand to push Qiao Moli away, " Don't worry, Si Luo is back."

"Don't worry about him, come back when you come back, we are doing business." Qiao Moli stretched out his hand and grabbed Yan Xiluo back, kissing his most attached sweetness again.

Joslow seized this opportunity, pressed the shutter accurately, and walked over with a smile.

As soon as he came back, he saw Daddy and Mommy throwing dog food! Alas, it seems that his return was superfluous.

Yan Xiluo was still resisting at first, but gradually fell under Qiao Moli's affectionate and domineering kiss, and gradually became devoted.

Qiao Siluo quickly set up the camera stand, and then quickly ran in front of Yan Xiluo and Qiao Moli, using their kissing scene as the background board, jumped high, "Yeah!"

"Crack!"

The camera captured this warm and romantic scene in time, freezing and recording the images of the three of them.

After a long time, Qiao Moli was finally willing to let go of Yan Xiluo, secretly resenting that he was at the seaside now, otherwise he must eat up the woman he loves so much in his arms!

And that nasty little guy is back! Embarrassing such a romantic moment with him!

And Yan Xiluo, who was kissed unevenly, leaned against Qiao Moli's arms with his legs weak, blushing in embarrassment, "It's all your fault, but you are always in front of him when Si Luo is back." How embarrassing to make out with me face to face."

Qiao Moli hugged Yan Xiluo into her arms, smoothed her silky hair with her hands, and sat down on the beach with her arms around her, "We are already old couples, but you are as shy as ever. , How can this work? You have to quickly get used to this kind of life, only in an atmosphere of love can children grow up healthier and stronger."

Yan Xiluo knew that she couldn't argue with Qiao Moli, so she sat on the beach with him, looked at the curling waves in front of her, and asked quietly, "Husband, if there is another life, what do you want to do?"

Qiao Moli was stunned for a moment, looked back at Yan Xiluo, rubbed the tip of her nose lightly with her nose, and asked with a smile, "What about you?"

Yan Xiluo smiled, and replied without thinking, "I want to be a tree."

"A tree?" Qiao Moli repeated, but couldn't remember what it meant for a while.

Yan Xiluo was about to start when Qiao Siluo, who was playing behind them, suddenly said with emotion: "If there is an afterlife, I will be a tree and stand for eternity. There is no posture of sorrow and joy, half of it is peaceful in the dust, and half of it is peaceful. Flying in the wind; half in the shade, generally in the sun."

Qiao Moli was stunned for two seconds after listening, not understanding why Yan Xiluo suddenly became so emotional, "Madam, is there something I didn't do well? You want to be a tree?"

"Hehe," Yan Xiluo covered her lips and chuckled, "I don't want to be this kind of tree, little ghost."

Qiao Siluo popped up from behind the two of them and asked strangely, "Mum, which tree do you want to make? Isn't it the Sanmao tree?"

"Of course not," Yan Xiluo was about to say it, but when she saw Qiao Siluo staring wide-eyed and waiting for the answer, she tapped his little head lightly, "Don't eavesdrop when adults speak, Just came back, hurry up and ask Auntie to cook something delicious."

"No, Mommy, my foreign teacher at Harvard said that life is full of knowledge, so I have to live to learn. Now that I don't understand the meaning of your sentence, why can't I take the opportunity to listen to it?" Woolen cloth?"

"This..." Yan Xiluo's face became even more rosy, and she dared not lift her eyelids shyly.

Qiao Moli suddenly understood, "Oh, I see, it's not Sanmao's tree, but Xi Murong's, right, ma'am?"

Seeing that Qiao Moli understood her thoughts, Yan Xiluo felt even more embarrassed. She blushed and lowered her head, not daring to look at Qiao Mo's burning eyes.

"Daddy, which tree is that?" Joslow asked in a daze.

"A flowering tree." Qiao Moli smiled, and touched Qiao Siluo's little head, "Son, don't think that you are omnipotent, there is still a lot to learn."

Qiao Siluo still didn't understand, "A flowering tree? What kind of tree is that? Is it a sycamore tree, an osmanthus tree, or a kapok tree?"

Qiao Moli and Yan Xiluo looked at each other and smiled, and together they pressed Qiao Siluo into their arms, taking the opportunity to tickle him.

"Haha, hahaha, help, haha, please let me go!"

Joslow's begging for mercy resounded across the seashore, drifting far, far away.