Madam leg hurts please hug

Gong Yumo's skill in playing hooligans has reached the point of perfection, making An Xiaoyue feel ashamed.

She quickly grabbed the clothes in his hand and pushed him out of the cloakroom, "Go, go, go, I want to change by myself."

"What? I can't do anything to you now, are you still afraid that I will look at you?" Gong Yumo's deep eyes were full of fire, and he scanned her body from beginning to end, and said with a smile, "What about you? I haven't seen it, I can tell how many moles you have when I close my eyes, why are you shy?"

"I'm not shy!" An Xiaoyue quickly denied, "I just love you."

"Oh?" Gong Yumo frowned, "Why do you love me?"

An Xiaoyue pretended to be regretful and sighed, "I am so beautiful in front of you, you can only look at it but not eat it, do you feel itchy?"

She stretched out a finger, put it on Gong Yumo's chest and drew circles like provocative, with a different kind of tenderness in her tone, "I feel so sorry to see my brother like this."

Her words were as tender as water, with all kinds of tact, her watery eyes blinked, and Gong Yumo's throat suddenly tightened, and she felt a burst of warmth in her body.

"When did you learn to speak in such a delicate tone?" Gong Yumo looked at her deeply with smiling eyes, raised her chin with his fingertips, and said in a hoarse voice, "Say a few more words, brother. "

"It turns out that you men really like this, and you all like to be called brother so tenderly." An Xiaoyue suddenly put away the delicate smile on her face, patted Gong Yumo's hand away, and said dissatisfiedly, " No wonder Lin Xia yelled 'Brother Yumo, Brother Yumo' around you all day long, don't you think it sounds sweet?"

This time Chang Gong Yumo was dumbfounded. He had been softly teasing him just now, so why did he mention Zhou Linxia again.

He asked amusedly, "Why are you so jealous of Feifei all of a sudden?"

"Hmph! Admit it, you stinky man!" An Xiaoyue said as she pushed him out, "Go, go, I have to change my clothes."

Gong Yumo looked at her puffy look, and smiled helplessly and dotingly. It turned out that she was so cute after pregnancy.

If I knew this, I should have put the matter of having a baby on the agenda four years ago, so that so many things would not happen in the middle, and I missed a few years of loving her.

The black luxury car was driving on the road at a constant speed, and a few fine white snowflakes suddenly floated in the sky outside the car window.

An Xiaoyue happily opened the window halfway, then stretched out her hand to catch a snowflake, but failed after several attempts.

A gust of cold wind rushed into the car, Gong Yumo grabbed her hand in, "Sit down obediently, you'll catch a cold."

After An Xiaoyue sat down obediently, she watched Gong Yumo close the car window, "This is the first snow of the new year."

Gong Yumo put the hand she stretched out to catch the snow in his palm to warm it up, "Winter in Beijing is colder, and there is more snow."

"But I think the snow this year is particularly beautiful." An Xiaoyue looked at him with a smile, "I like this winter."

"Aren't all the snow the same?" Gong Yumo asked amusedly.

"This year is different." An Xiaoyue leaned over and pecked his chiseled cheek, "Because this year we are a family of three and we have the first snowfall."

Gong Yumo looked at her and smiled softly, "So, I like this winter too."

The snowflakes outside the window were still drifting thinly, the car had already driven slowly into the country road, and stopped at the gate of a small two-story courtyard in a short while.

When Li Xiangyun and Aunt Chen heard the news of their departure, they had already been waiting at the door. Seeing the car parked steadily at the door, both of them couldn't stop smiling.

An Xiaoyue got off the car, trotted towards Li Xiangyun and Aunt Chen with small steps, and hugged them both, "Mom, Aunt Chen, happy new year!"

"Happy New Year!" Li Xiangyun and Aunt Chen were embraced by her, smiling from ear to ear.

Gong Yumo first asked the driver to move all the presents and gifts stuffed in the trunk into the house, then after greeting the two elders, he said dotingly to An Xiaoyue, "Go slowly, don't run and fall .”

Li Xiangyun thought that Gong Yumo was worried that An Xiaoyue would fall down recklessly, and echoed, "Yes, yes, how old is he, and he is still bouncing around. It's just started to snow and slide on the ground, so be careful."

She didn't know that An Xiaoyue was pregnant yet, upon hearing what she said, An Xiaoyue and Gong Yumo looked at each other and smiled.

The charcoal stove in the hall seems to have been burning for a long time, and it makes a crackling sound from time to time, and the whole room is warm.

The dining table was already filled with delicious meals, and something was still cooking in the pot in the kitchen.

An Xiaoyue looked at the large table of dishes and asked, "Mom, Aunt Chen, how did you cook so many dishes today? Are there any guests coming?"

Li Xiangyun took her hand and sat down beside the charcoal stove, "Well, Mom has a friend coming over later, let's have a meal together."

When An Xiaoyue heard this, she smiled and said, "Yes, Mom, did you make new friends during the market?"

As soon as the words were finished, the sound of a car driving in was heard outside the door again. Li Xiangyun quickly stood up and walked to the door. After a while, someone came in after her.

An Xiaoyue recognized her at a glance, she was the aunt whom she met last time.She is very temperamental, gentle and amiable, An Xiaoyue remembers her.

"Aunt Song!" An Xiaoyue greeted with a smile, "So the friend my mother mentioned is you."

Song Jing also saw An Xiaoyue, and smiled softly, "Yueyue."

"Aunt Song, happy new year." An Xiaoyue greeted politely, and then hurriedly welcomed her in.

Gong Yumo glanced at Song Jing, then at Li Xiangyun, who looked at him for two seconds and then quickly looked away.

Gong Yumo's expression darkened, and he suddenly understood a little bit.

He turned his eyes to An Xiaoyue who was still smiling and didn't know anything, his eyes darkened slightly.

Perhaps only An Xiaoyue was kept in the dark about the intention of the meal.

At the dinner table, Li Xiangyun, who never drank, poured a glass of wine into the wine glass in front of her. She first spilled the glass of wine on the ground beside her and said, "Lao An, this glass of wine is toast to you first. Blame me."

Then, she filled the wine glass again, then raised her head and drank it down in one gulp.

Seeing her inexplicable behavior, An Xiaoyue snatched the wine glass from her hand, and asked anxiously, "Mom, what's wrong? Why are you still drinking?"

"Mom is happy today, let mom have another drink." Li Xiangyun was about to snatch the glass from her hand, but An Xiaoyue dodged it.

Seeing that An Xiaoyue refused to return the wine glass to her, she glanced at Song Jing who hadn't spoken from the beginning to the end, and then at An Xiaoyue, her eyes couldn't bear it, "Yueyue, actually, there is a secret in my mother's heart." In my heart, I have hidden it for 27 years."

An Xiaoyue felt faintly uneasy, "What secret?"