My Wife Is A Princess

Suddenly stepping into such a house in the hustle and bustle of the city, people suddenly feel the feeling of traveling to another time and space.

The old man in a blue shirt, the boy who read aloud, the girl who splashed the water and dust, and the woman who smiled lightly on the curtain.

It should be the most vivid picture in such a scene.

The moss was covered with wet green rockery, a turquoise water wagging in the patio, various koi carp-like flowers were swimming, and a touch of green bamboo swayed above the head.

The paint on the porch columns is still shiny, and the bluestone flooring of different sizes is clear. Every detail shows that this is a very well-preserved old house.

In a city center like Zhonghai, such an old house cannot be bought with money ... People who want such a house will probably not be short of money, so those who can't see or touch the power will decide this. Who ends up with the rare things.

No one in the Li family of Zhonghai wants to keep such a house.

Although the house is good and well maintained, there may be servants to clean up every three to five, but Li Rong did not feel popular.

"Actually, I come here often, and I live here a lot. It's just that I haven't been here for a while," Qiao Ruoyu explained.

Li Nodded his head, still wondering what Qiao Ruoyu brought him here for.

Walking across the patio, facing the wide and honest hall, the old Eight Immortals table and the teacher's chair are indispensable, and the middle hall is hung with ink paintings. I don't know which master's hand, the momentum is extraordinary, and we can see the horses Pentium, full of momentum.

Before staying in the hall for a long time, Qiao Ruoyu took him to the back house.

What embarrassed Li Rong is that Qiao Ruoyu didn't let go of his hand. If Qiao Ruoyu was really just a young woman of the same age, her hand holding him would not feel awkward and awkward even if he didn't adapt, or she was just an ordinary Elder, that won't feel embarrassing.

Qiao Ruoyu was so special.

The back house is the place where family members live. It lacks an upright atmosphere, but it is more elegant and quiet. The low blue orchids in threes and twos are dotted with this leisurely, so that the sunshine of Xia Ri has lost the restlessness.

"I live here in Pingri."

Qiao Ruoyu finally let go of Li Rong's hand and pushed open the door.

The door was a thick black lacquered wooden door. Her fingers were extraordinarily slender and tender, forming a sharp contrast. It was particularly striking. Li Weidao was weird. She took him here for what he did here with him and Qiao Niannu. What's the matter?

Unless she intends to say that she gave birth to two of her older sisters here ... but she is not his mother.

Qiao Ruoyu's room was scented in an ordinary woman's room, and it smelled very comfortable ... This is different from a man. It is good to have no smell in the man's room, but if there is a scent from the shop , That shows that this man is mostly a guy or a little bit underwhelmed.

They are all quaint furniture. The only thing that seems a little eye-catching is a flat-screen TV. Probably there is no proof that this is out of touch with the technological world.

Qiao Ruoyu moved a stool and put it in front of a large wardrobe.

This kind of closet is very thick, and Li is estimated to have weighed a lot. I don't know what wood it is. If a thief with open eyes sneaks in, this closet will make a fortune.

Li did not know what Qiao Ruoyu was going to do, and his mind was a little confused, and he couldn't help thinking about it.

She actually stood on the stool. Qiao Ruoyu was tall and slender, not much shorter than Qiao Niannu. At this stop, her slender legs completely mentioned that Li Rong was able to see clearly without paying attention. .

Li did not have inappropriate thoughts and thoughts, but just thought how could she be an npc? How could a living, beautiful woman think of her as an NPC? I hope she can get rid of that fear in the future. Such a beautiful woman should have a beautiful mood.

"I'm coming ... you're not strong enough." Li Rong said when she saw that she was reaching for the large box on the cabinet.

"I ... I can ..."

Immediately after that, the large box fell from the top of the cabinet. Qiao Ruoyu exclaimed, and with a kick at his feet, he kicked the stool down.

Qiao Ruoyu closed her eyes tightly, screaming worse, is there anything more shameful than falling like this in front of him? Just feeling a pair of strong arms and chest holding him horizontally, Qiao Ruoyu opened his eyes, but Li Rong was looking at her with concern.

"I'm fine ... let me down." Qiao Ruoyu flushed.

Li Rong let her down. Qiao Ruoyu did not have any special abilities. When Jiang Jiangxian made her, he probably didn't give her too much. Like the women who Jiang Jiangxian made in history, they are just ordinary humans.

"Box ..." Qiao Ruoyu pointed at the box and did not stubbornly move it.

Li Rong carried the box and placed it on the table, wondering in his heart. What secret is hidden here?

"Small slave should have discovered this ... One day she came here by herself, and her mood was quite wrong when she returned." Qiao Ruoyu sighed, sat at the table, and put his hands on the buckle of the box.

Li Rong saw her hand on the buckle. Even if he was curious, he did not take the initiative to open the box, but noticed that at this time Qiao Ruoyu looked at her again.

She was no longer shy and no longer smiling, just looking at his eyes, reminding him of the look she ran to his house when he was in the New Year, and looked at him.

It was that look that made Li Rongdou suspect that she might be her mother.

This is the case now, but she has denied it, is she lying? Should I trust her words or trust her eyes?

Qiao Ruoyu lowered his head, stroking the box, the tenderness in his eyes remained unchanged, but he took a long sigh, and then slowly opened the buckle and lifted the box.

There are no artifacts in the box, no strange things, and no valuable treasures. There aren't even things that can be discerned by one more glance.

It's a whole box of sweaters and sweaters, a box full.

Some sweaters are very small, but they are worn by children of a few years old, and some are larger. They are worn by children of seven or eight years old, and by teenagers of eleven or twelve years old. They are different from those of children. These sweaters and trousers prepared by the teenagers have no many flowers se.

Obviously, those who knit these sweaters and trousers have considered that children ’s sweaters and trousers can be cute, so there are red se and cute panda knitting patterns. Older boys are mostly given by Qiao Ruoyu during the Qinghai Festival. Lee's route is the same.

"This set was woven last year, but I don't think you will grow any longer, so I have prepared sweaters from your size since I was eighteen." Qiao Ruoyu pressed the sweater gently, Looked at Lee Route.

"These ... are ..."

"Yeah, I prepared them for you." Qiao Ruoyu nodded, "I think that Jiang Jiangxian will not be able to take good care of you after all, let alone prepare sweaters and trousers for you. Winter is cold and humid in Zhonghai It ’s especially uncomfortable. How can a child get warm without his mother ’s sweater and trousers? ”

Li Rong's eyes were moist, but he looked at Qiao Ruoyu stunned.

"I have no way to see you, and I can't find you ... but ... but I still can't help it, I will prepare it for you every year." Qiao Ruoyu picked up the smallest sweater and raised it to Li in his hand. Routed to the chest, and laughed to himself, "You have grown so big, I later learned that in fact children don't wear such old-fashioned sweaters and trousers. No wonder I gave you the one for Chun Festival. You have n’t passed through. "

"You ... you ... really aren't my mother?" Li Rong's eyes were sour. If Qiao Ruoyu was his mother, he would naturally accept it. There would be no hate. If Qiao Ruoyu was his mother, so The years of separation must not have been her wish.

Even if you do n’t need it, even if it ’s not delivered to you, even if you do n’t even know it, you have to do these things for you ... except your mother, who will have such a heart to pretend to be you?

Feeling that he was shaking with his hand, feeling his mind, Qiao Ruoyu embraced Li Dao, and patted his back gently, his cheek pressed tightly against his cheek, but his throat was blocked. It's speechless.

How could he be, how could he be his mother? She doesn't have this qualification.

"I'm not." Qiao Ruoyu finally shook her head. She knew that it was cruel, but she might be able to deceive him for a while and let him feel the motherly love he had never felt before, but in the end he would find out It's also fake.

That would hurt him even more.

"You don't have to be afraid ... no one can threaten you any more." Li Zhili held her shoulder, he really hoped that the gentle and lovely woman in front of her was her mother.

If it is, no matter who, no matter what baby, no matter what kind of threat she is under, he will stand in front of her.

As long as she is her own mother, even if she is not strong enough as a son, he will still let her stand on his back.

It has nothing to do with whether the body is strong or weak. Sons are born to protect their mothers.

"No ... I'm not ..." Qiao Ruoyu cried and shook his head. "I wish I also wish I was ... but I am not."

Lee was stiff, and the flames of his heart seemed to be poured down by the cold ice water. In the hot summer, it was cold and biting.

Watching his hand holding his shoulder down weakly, Qiao Ruoyu's original mood disappeared without a trace, or for so many years, he really has let go of those things and turned his feelings into one This kind of mother misses her son.

"I'm just waiting for you to grow up ... waiting to see you growing up ..."

Li Rong sat down reluctantly, looked at the box of sweaters, thinking about his emotions, and thinking about Qiao Niannu when he saw the box of sweaters, he could understand why Qiao Niannu believed that he was her kiss. Brother.

This is stronger evidence for ordinary people than anything else.

It's like a woman who abandoned her son and returned after twenty years. She should take care of him from the point of view of blood, love him, love him, knit a sweater for him, get up for him in the middle of the night, and stand in the yard. The doorstep was tiptoe and he was taken away from the woman who was watching him coming home from school ... Why?

However, Qiao Ruoyu denied that the disappointment in Lee ’s heart was like a volcanic ash-falling world in the end.

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These two summer flowers caught a cold.

On the first day of the cold, I had some headaches and coughs. It happened that I saw the terrible h7 bird flu.

So I couldn't stop it. I hurried to the field to avoid spreading it to the children.

I was afraid to go to the hospital, for fear of being diagnosed.

Then I ate Granular Health ...

Sorry.