The rest of my life is lucky

Chapter 143

The dusk is dim, and wisps of golden light are shining gently.Yi Yaoyao hugged the little guy Quan Anren, looking out the window at the passing scenery.

Yi Yaoyao lowered the car window a little, and the summer wind was slightly warm, blowing up Yi Yaoyao's soft and curly hair, and the golden afterglow peeked in from the car window, hitting Yi Yaoyao's delicate and coquettish face.

The brown curly hair is also dyed with a thin layer of halo, like an elf deep in the forest, as beautiful as a dream, so unreal.

Quan Xihuai glanced at this scene by accident, the quietness surpassed everything in the world, calming down the impetuousness in the heart, making people calm down, savoring and enjoying the time slowly.

Yi Yaoyao thought of a poem written by Mu Xin, she lowered her head, her soft eyebrows and eyes were curved, her innumerable gentleness and indifference.

Yi Yaoyao's voice was clear and gentle, "Yi Yi, Mommy is reading a song to you. Do you want to listen to Yi Yi?"

Quan Anren nodded happily, "Yes!"

Then she listened carefully, seeing this, Yi Yaoyao smiled brightly and gently, touched the little guy's head, and rested her chin on the little guy's head.

Cherry red lips lightly opened: "May is coming to an end

Days of strong light
shade all the way

sluggish until evening

Red-breasted bird chirping on the wire

It's getting dark
it was slowly, very slowly
White house among green leaves

sunset shining glass
The lawn is soaked and still being sprinkled

Blue and purple iris blindly dreamy

We all meet in the dark, in the dark
clear, kind, tactful
I don't know what to forgive

Sincerely feel that everything in the world can be forgiven”

Little friend Quan Anren closed his eyes, as if such a picture scroll appeared in his mind, and his pink lips were pure and beautiful.

After Yi Yaoyao finished reading, Quan Anren opened those big watery eyes. "Mummy is so nice. From now on, I want to listen to the poems and stories that Mommy reads every day, and there are so many more..."

Yi Yaoyao smiled dotingly, "Promise to my little one!"

As Yi Yaoyao said, she chirped on the little guy's smooth face.

The little guy Quan Anren immediately held Yi Yaoyao's cheeks, and kissed Yi Yaoyao's cheeks, which was wet and warm.

Quan Anren looked at his mommy and asked, "Which poet wrote the poem Mommy just read? I want to know one by one."

Yi Yaoyao: "It was written by Mu Xin! This poem is called "Jackson Heights".

It was an evening in May, the sun was very bright that day, and it was at that time that Mu Xin had an idea. "

The little guy Quan Anren was furious after hearing this, "Mommy, I just thought of a poem one by one, and read it to Mommy one by one!"

Quan Anren put his small hand on his chin, "Summer in June/Golden Evening/Handsome boy, beautiful girl, cute child/The girl recites poetry as sweetly as the sound of nature lingers/The child lies in the sea of ​​flowers and listens carefully/The boy is tall and tall Standing in the same posture, silently watching the girl/girl holding the child's hand, looking at the boy from a distance, and smiling."

Yi Yaoyao was very pleasantly surprised and rewarded the little guy with a kiss. "Yiyi is amazing, very smart! It turns out that Yiyi already knows how to write poetry!"

The little guy Quan Anren smiled happily and puffed up his little chest proudly. "Well! Yiyi often listens to his father telling stories. Yiyi also watches many cartoons and listens to many..."

Then the little eyes were bright like jewels in the sun, "So one by one will do, isn't Mommy one by one great?"

Yi Yaoyao rubbed the little guy's forehead, "Yes! My family is awesome! So smart!"

Quan Anren's eyes were so happy that his eyes were narrowed into a slit, and his pure smile was so exciting that everyone around him was infected with his good mood!

Quan Anren's little milk voice is so cute now! "Mommy, there's one in there, and there's Dad and Mommy, did Mommy figure it out?"

The speculation in Yi Yaoyao's heart was confirmed, her heart had already softened into a puddle of water, and she also felt guilty towards her son.

Yi Yaoyao's soft voice was like a feather, "Mommy guessed it, one by one is so powerful, Mommy couldn't even figure it out."

The invisible tail behind the little guy is almost up to the sky, wagging happily. "Mommy is also very good! One by one, I can't cook the delicious food made by Mommy."

Yi Yaoyao leaned against the head of the little guy Quan Anren, "When Yi Yi grows up a bit, Mommy will teach Yi Yi, do you want to learn Yi Yi?"

Quan Anren nodded like a chicken pecking rice, "One by one must learn! From now on, one by one can cook for mom and dad."

The smile on Yi Yaoyao's face continued to deepen, "Oh! My baby one by one is so filial! Mommy is so lucky to have the best baby in the world."

Quan Anren also showed his true feelings, his small mouth was very sweet. "Mommy is also the best mommy in the world, dad is also the best dad in the world, dad and mommy are the most beautiful people in the world, so they are also the most beautiful people in the world!"

Soon they arrived at Yi Yaoyao's apartment building, and the car stopped.Yi Yaoyao kissed the little guy's forehead.

Yi Yaoyao took the good things, "Yi Yi, Mommy is back, see you tomorrow!"

Yi Yaoyao opened the car door and walked out. She waited for Quan Anren's little friend to wave goodbye before closing the car door.

Quan Xihuai also got out of the car, got off the passenger seat, sat back in the back seat, and took the little guy into his arms.

After Yi Yaoyao entered the door of the apartment, she stopped in her tracks.Watching the car drive into the endless stream of cars, disappearing in it.

Just now turning around and stepping into the elevator, Yi Yaoyao went back to the apartment and cleaned all the lunch boxes first.

After listening to the poem written by Quan Anren, she was overwhelmed with inspiration and came to the study to start designing new clothes.

Yi Yaoyao designed the Lolita series this time, which is divided into pastoral style Lolita and palace style Lolita, and drew manuscript pictures.

By the time Yi Yaoyao stopped, it was already two or three in the morning.I already have five or six design drawings on hand, but they are only first drafts. They have not been colored yet, and there are still some details that have not been processed.

Yi Yaoyao stretched her waist, rubbed her sore neck, and moved her body.Already sleepy and dizzy, I went into the bedroom and took a quick shower.

Wearing a strawberry-patterned cotton pajamas with suspenders, she fell on the soft and comfortable light green quilt, and fell into a deep sleep the next second.

At seven o'clock, Yi Yaoyao struggled to get up from the bed.Yi Yaoyao listlessly brushed her teeth and washed her face before going out.

There is a patch of green and black under his eyes. Although it has little effect on the beauty of the flourishing age, it looks more haggard.

Seeing Yi Yaoyao like this, Jiang Yuebai was slightly surprised. "Yaoyao, did you become a thief last night? The dark circles under your eyes are comparable to national treasures, are you going to take away the status of national treasures?"

Yi Yaoyao looked at Jiang Yuebai helplessly, "Yuebai, don't make fun of me, I just had an inspiration last night, so I went to draw the design draft!"

Jiang Yuebai asked worriedly: "Do you want to go to sleep first and then come back to work?"

Yi Yaoyao shook her head, "No need, I'll cover it up with makeup later. Besides, work was stopped for a day yesterday, so we can't delay the progress any more today."

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