His Wife Calls The Shots

He slowly leaned back, this small reclining chair also made him feel quite comfortable.

After a long time, he woke up.

Opening his eyes subconsciously, a faint pain still lifted up.

It's still dark at first sight.

After a while, he got up.

Suddenly, a hand supported his hand.

"Where are you going, I'll take you there."

"Go to the toilet? Then I have to call Uncle Yu, but he fell asleep."

Feng Xian smiled: "Just go for a walk."

"Big brother, big brother..."

Xue Han Xue Nuan's voice made him slowly withdraw his thoughts.

Looking at everything in front of him, he suddenly had the experience of the passing of time.

Six years, fleeting.

In the past six years, she has not had the childishness of that time, and has been more calm and calm.

Sometimes, he was very curious about how she spent the past six years.

Feng Can is similar to her, but her behavior is still childish, and she can hardly find a trace.

Moreover, frequently unexpected.

Original Heart and Heshen, these two identities basically made him unable to connect with her, but the fact is her.

He was too curious, but he wanted to wait for her to tell him voluntarily and talk to him.

Wait slowly, that one will always come.

He walked towards Xue Han Xue Nuan, squatted down, and glanced at the misunderstood bird.

"It's okay, just frightened, not injured."

The Xue Han brothers breathed a sigh of relief.

On the balcony.

Qianmiao looked at the three people and the bird in the child's hand, and then saw the bow and arrow resting by Fengxian.

Naturally, I remembered something in the past.

At that time, she also accidentally injured a bird and put him on his side to recuperate. For this reason, she often lied on him to eat and drink.

Even if the bird recovered, she did not recover, and continued to eat and drink.

He never doubted her.

Think about it now, it was really true then.

He just didn't expose her.

After being awakened, she was no longer sleepy, changed her clothes and went downstairs.

As soon as I opened the door, I saw Feng Xian standing at the door, as if I had already sensed that she was coming down.

"Sleep now?" he asked.

Qian Miao closed the door: "Aren't you asking me to be a guest at your side?"

He laughed: "Of course."

The two walked out leisurely.

The two children have already ran back to their homes.

As he walked, Qianmiao suddenly saw him taking out a lollipop and peeling off his coat.

Yu Guang glanced over, nothing.

In the next second, the orange lollipop was handed over.

She glanced at him, nothing.

"My mouth is astringent when I take a nap. It's better to eat something sweet and sour," he said.

Qian Miao smiled unconsciously and looked at the river surface.

At this time, it was almost half past five.

Her nap is a bit late.

She accepted it generously and put it in her mouth. It was indeed sweet and sour.

"Why do you have this?" she asked.

Candy doesn't really match this man.

Feng Xian looked down at her bulging cheeks, filled with a feeling of fullness, very comfortable.

He never gets tired of the way she eats.

"Naturally I bought it."

Qianmiao nodded, not paying much attention.

But when she faced a house of sweets a few minutes later, she was really stunned--

Feng Xian led her into his villa, and after entering the living room, let her take a look at it at will.

She smelled it and opened a room on the first floor at random.

In the eyes are warm-toned lights, illuminating a large number of shelves inside.

Colorful candies, big and full of varieties.