My husband, take what you say

After the three of them had breakfast, it was almost eleven o'clock after they finished washing the dishes. Chu Youyu wanted to ask Shang Eryi many things, for example, in his own images or dreams, he had done it with him many times, why? Not a single trace was left on the bed.

In fact, Chu Youyu already had an answer subconsciously, that is, Shang Nianyi took the opportunity of falling asleep to tidy up everything.

But I can't confirm it. After all, since Chu Youyu came here, he has had many unscrupulous dreams. If Shang Eryi really packed everything up while he was asleep, who can be sure? It turns out that those unscrupulous dreams didn't really happen.

Thinking of this, Chu Youyu swallowed, looking at Shang Nianyi's cold face, he didn't dare to say anything.

What if I offend this guy and start a cold war with myself.

Chu Youyu clicked his tongue, put all the messy thoughts behind him, and seriously played with Shang Eryi and Shang Zhe.

When it was lunch time, the three of them were not hungry. Shang Eryi was teaching Shang Zhe to draw, and a cute little animal appeared after a while.

Chu Youyu propped his chin up and looked bored, so Shang Zhe gave him a paintbrush and asked him to paint along with him.

Chu Youyu raised his eyebrows, looked at Shang Eryi, compared him with the brush to measure the size horizontally and vertically, and Shang Zhe was so curious, he asked, "Mom, what are you going to do?"

Chu Youyu saw that Shang Eryi turned a deaf ear and painted the picture in his hand as if he didn't notice his little movements at all. He laughed and said, "I want to draw your father."

He said again using the paintbrush in his hand, squinting one eye to measure Shang Twenty-one, trying his best to draw Shang Twenty-one's perfect proportions.

"Then why does mom look at dad like this?"

Shang Zhe imitated what Chu Youyu did just now, squinting one eye while blinking the other eye.

Seeing that he was really cute, Chu Youyu couldn't help pinching his little face, and holding his hand, he pointed the paintbrush at Shang Eryi's face from a distance.

"Little Jiji is optimistic, your father's face is about this wide."

He made a gesture on the brush, and then put the pen up again, "It's so long."

He gestured again, "Now we have measured with a paintbrush, remembering the approximate distance we just measured, and drawing an outline on the paper."

Shang Zhe glanced at the cross on his drawing board, nodded, "Mom, I see."

Shang Zhe took the paintbrush and gestured to Shang Eryi again, drawing a cross on his drawing board.

Chu Youyu had to admit that Shang Zhe was really smart, and he was measuring other points of Shang Twenty-one with a paintbrush.

Chu Youyu lowered his head, and after a while, he had already drawn Shang Eryi's eyebrows, which still had a somewhat indifferent arc.

Chu Youyu tentatively drew Shang Eryi's eyes and nose, which seemed pretty nice, and then he drew a pie face based on the cross.

...

Chu Youyu gave up.

Still really good-looking...

Chu Youyu firmly believes that no one can draw a third of Shang Erian's appearance...

So it's not his painter's problem!

It's Shang Eryi!

so perfect!

Correct!

Chu Youyu comforted himself in this way, but his eyes left the drawing board, and when he looked at Shang Zhe, Shang Zhe used the method he just drew to make an outline.

Thick eyebrows and big eyes are pretty pretty...

But Shang Eryi is not that soft!

Especially the curvature of the corners of the lips, it is impossible to be the current Shang Twenty-One!

He didn't see him laughing!

Thinking about it, Chu You raised his head and saw that Shang Nianyi had just withdrawn his smile, so he immediately groaned in his heart, and turned his attention to Shang Zhe's painting again.

I feel that the little guy is quite talented in painting.

Xu Shi noticed that Chu Youyu was staring at his painting. After Shang Zhe finished painting the hair on the painting, he looked up at Chu Youyu and asked, "Mom, have you finished the painting?"

Chu Youyu shook his head immediately.

Shang Zhe asked again, "Mom, what about Xiao Zhe's picture of Dad?"

Chu Youyu looked at the unfinished picture, thought for a while and said, "Smile beautifully, look forward to beautiful eyes."

Just happened to be heard by Shang Eryi who came over, he was very dissatisfied with squid's nonsense.

Ever since, Chu Youyu was accidentally stepped on by someone again, and suddenly felt a little lucky...

Fortunately, Mr. Shang doesn't wear high heels...

Chu Youyu saw him coaxing and praising Shang Zhe with a doting smile, saying: "The painting is really beautiful" and couldn't help feeling a little lost.

Not only is the painting beautiful...

Probably because he had been looking at it for a long time, Shang Eryi looked back at Chu Youyu extremely uncomfortably.

Four eyes facing each other.

Only then did Chu Youyu come back to his senses, cleared his throat, and looked away.

He looked at the chicken that Shang Eryi had painted there not far away, and for some reason, he had a flash of inspiration, and suggested, "Let's play the eagle and catch the chicken!"

Shang Eryi froze.

As soon as Shang Zhe heard that he could play other games, he immediately put down the paintbrush and drawing board in his hand, "Okay, mom, how to play."

Although the three of them can't play together, but...

Chu Youyu raised his eyebrows, and said as a matter of course: "I will be a hen, Xiao Jiji will be a chick, and you will be an eagle at twenty-one."

He couldn't help laughing as he spoke.

Some unexpected sparks will inevitably appear in some body collision games.

Besides, Chu Youyu was really curious about what Shang Eryi would look like when he played this kind of game, would he accidentally hug himself in his arms, or... just throw himself down? ? ?

Chu Youyu was dreaming for a moment.

"Okay, okay." Shang Zhe danced.

He is also laughing, but he is laughing that there are new games to play.

It could be seen that he really wanted to play, his eyes were bent.

Because of this, Shang Eryi was even more distressed.

He felt Chu Youyu's gaze and thought about it.

Shang Eryi didn't want to spoil Shang Zhe's happiness, nor did he want to hit Chu Youyu's arms.

He moved his eyes and just saw the watch on his wrist. He immediately had a solution. He came to Shang Zhe, squatted down and said, "Xiao Zhe, I will spend a lot of time playing with my mother in the future. It is noon now. Let's sleep first, and we have to go to grandma's house tonight."

It's okay if Shang Eranyi doesn't mention it, but when Shang Zhe thinks about going back to grandma's house at night, he becomes depressed and loses interest in an instant.

Shang Eryi hurriedly reached out and rubbed his forehead to comfort him.

unfair…

Chu Youyu also wanted Shang Eryi's appeasement!

Because he was also a little nervous when he thought of the "mother-in-law" who had never been masked. He didn't know what she would think and attitude towards him, whether she would like him, or whether she would dislike her gender and embarrass his family, and then ignored her. Little Jiji felt that he gave himself a large sum of money directly, just asking himself to stay away from his son.

...

Very familiar with the plot of the bloody president.

Chu Youyu swallowed.

Then I heard Shang Eryi say: "Little Zhe, let's go to bed and play when we have time."

"All right…"

Shang Zhe sighed like a little adult, he stepped forward and grabbed Chu Youyu's thumb with his small hand, blinking and blinking at Chu Youyu, hesitant to speak.

Chu Youyu looked at him suspiciously.

Shang Zhe glanced at Shang Eranyi, and said in a low voice, "But Xiao Zhe wants Mom and Dad to sleep with Xiao Zhe in their arms."

Chu Youyu just wanted to say "Okay", but after thinking about it, he glanced at Shang Eryi, seeing that he didn't resist, so he coaxed Shang Zhe and said, "Okay, mom has long arms, not only can you hug her You, you can still hug your father."

As he spoke, he looked at Shang Nianyi winkingly. Seeing Shang Nianyi standing up and lifting his feet, he immediately put his own feet aside.

Sure enough, Shang Eryi stepped on the place where he just put his foot.

Ruined…

Chu Youyu couldn't help but want to make a funny face.

Slightly slightly, Mr. Shang is so stupid, he can't step on it, slightly slightly slightly.