Ye Shao Meng spoils his little wife

The man half-opened his eyes half awake, and the broken hair on his forehead was spread out in a mess because he hadn't taken care of it well. His sexy lips were down, and there was a firm chin, Adam's apple, and slightly open collarbone.

Damn, why is she sexier than a woman? What a monster.

"Have you seen enough?" Because she had just woken up, her voice was hoarse, adding a bit of charm to it.

Luo Qiuan snorted, "Who's looking at you? Let me ask you, why are you sleeping here?"

The next few words are almost shouted.

Ji Chenhao looked at her in confusion, and stated solemnly, "Someone held my hand and said that he was reluctant for me to leave, that's all."

"Are you cheating?"

It's ridiculous, she won't admit that that person is herself, how is it possible.

"Don't believe me?" He leaned against the head of the bed, his eyelids drooping, "Forget it."

He took the wrinkled suit jacket beside Luo Qiuan, put it on his shoulders, and walked out of the room slowly.

It feels very hurt, and the back is also very bleak, successfully arousing the softness in the woman's heart, "I didn't say that I would not believe it."

Why do you just leave like this.

The next day, after breakfast, Luo Qiuan accompanied Xiaobao to paint in the garden. The mother and son were busy with their own affairs, and there was harmony.

Seeing Xiaobao's engrossed and concealed appearance, she really wanted to know what he was painting, so she walked over quietly to take a peek.

After being discovered, Xiaobao immediately blocked it with his body, and refused, "Mommy, I haven't finished it yet, so don't peek."

"Okay, Mommy won't watch." Luo Qiu'an said this, but he still couldn't help stretching his neck.

Xiao Bao's cover was tighter, and he shouted dissatisfiedly, "Mommy, you don't mean what you say."

Luo Qiuan took a few steps back, "OK, I really don't want to watch, I'll go over there and help you watch the birds."

Xiao Bao nodded, making sure that she had gone far away and would not come to peek again, and then concentrated on drawing again.

The parrot Luoluo was taking a nap, when he saw her, he rolled his eyes and gave her a supercilious look.

"You are a bad bird, and you can still watch people order food. You are really bad." Luo Qiu'an just found an outlet to vent his frustration at Ji Chenhao last night.

Unexpectedly, today, the bad bird in her mouth ignored her, turned sideways, and closed her eyes again.

Seeing this, she was not willing to be despised, and fiddled with its feet with the long feathers beside the cage, "I see you ignore me, I see you ignore me."

The appearance of dragging is exactly the same as that of your master, as expected of him.

"wrong."

Luo Qiuan realized that something was wrong. It's not like she didn't tease it like this in the past, but every time it would shout proudly, "Smelly, stinky."

But now, he looked sickly, as if he was sick.

She took out her mobile phone and started to make a call, but she was afraid that Ji Chenhao might misunderstand that she was looking for trouble, so he hesitated and pressed the dial button.

Ji Chenhao was having an important meeting, when he saw the name flashing on the screen, he said without thinking, "The meeting will be suspended for 10 minutes."

A whole room of people were left behind, looking at each other, who is it that makes the work-oriented Mr. Ji willing to leave his work behind.

As soon as the phone was connected, he heard a familiar voice.

"Ji Chenhao, your bad bird is sick."

He held his forehead, feeling funny and helpless, as if anything about her could mess him up anytime and anywhere.

Fortunately, nothing happened to her.

Luo Qiu'an didn't hear anyone answering, and kept shouting anxiously, "Ji Chenhao, are you there? Ji Chenhao..."

"I'm here." Unable to stand her continuous bombardment, Ji Chenhao responded aloud.

"Your bad bird, Luo Luo, seems to be sick, because I teased it for a long time, but it ignored people."

After hearing this, Ji Chenhao thought in his heart: It's your fault, if you have nothing to do, go provoke it every day.

He deliberately asked, "You don't like it?"

Luo Qiuan replied forcefully, "But it doesn't mean that I can take it seriously and ignore it when it's sick."

After a while, Lance came over and signaled to the boss that the time was almost up, Ji Chenhao shook his head, and said in a low voice, "Let them wait."

Because it was rare for the woman on the phone to take the initiative to call him once, and it was in such a relaxed and happy way, how could he be willing to miss it.

When Luo Qiu'an stopped, he realized that he was looking for Ji Chenhao because of the bad bird's illness, and how he got involved in a bunch of unrelated things.

"Well, I'm sorry."

When it was over, she wanted to hang up the phone immediately.

Ji Chenhao called to stop her in time, "An'an, Luoluo is fine, it will recover in a while."

Because he didn't tell her and Xiaobao that Luoluo can not only imitate human voices and imitate human speech, but also pretend to be sick and dead, especially when facing very annoying people.

"Really?" Luo Qiuan felt very strange.

"real."

Forgive him for not being able to tell her the truth, otherwise, with her temperament, she and Luo Luo could only be enemies for the rest of her life.
Sure enough, as soon as the bad bird saw Xiaobao, it started dancing badly again.

Taking this opportunity, Luo Qiuan went around again to check Xiaobao's painting.

Because this time, he really made it too mysterious.

The ending surprised and surprised her.

It depicts a man and a woman, a little boy, and a parrot.

The man holds the woman carefully, like a treasure.

The woman lay in the arms of the man, peacefully.

The little boy watched them laugh happily, and the parrot spread its wings and flew.

When did this happen, and why did she feel nothing at all.

"Mommy, do you like it?" Xiaobao asked happily as he suddenly appeared in front of her eyes.

Luo Qiu'an was so moved that he couldn't express it, he kept nodding his head, and Xiao Bao jumped up happily, "I knew it, you would definitely like it."

He picked up the painting and handed it to her, "Mummy, Happy Mother's Day."

For the past two days, Xiaobao has been worrying about what kind of gift to give Luo Qiuan. Flowers, cards, and cakes have been given to Luo Qiuan in the past few years. Until yesterday when he saw Ji Chenhao picking her up, he had Today this gift was born.

"Thank you, my baby." Luo Qiuan took the painting, hugged Xiaobao, and left a kiss on his forehead when they parted.

Xiao Bao shyly touched his forehead and said, "Mum, you're welcome."

Today is Mother's Day, so tomorrow is Xiaobao's routine review day.

According to her original plan, they should have returned to country D by this time.

In the evening, when Ji Chenhao came back, Luo Qiuan took the initiative to go to his room.

"I'm going to take Xiaobao out tomorrow."

This matter must go through his consent.

Because she tried to take Xiaobao and wanted to leave, but found that everything was in vain.

Except for the housekeeper and the aunt who took care of their daily life, there was really no one else in the villa.

But as soon as you leave the door of this villa, a large group of people will follow behind you, surrounding you, and how many steps you take and how many words you say may be clearly recorded.