our castle

"My God!" Tang Xiangxi took off his suit and threw his laptop on the sofa in disbelief, "It's almost eleven o'clock, Wendy, why are you still awake, and Wen Zhenhua, why are you still awake ah?"

Wendy didn't show any happy expression because her daddy came back, she said flatly, "I haven't finished my homework for winter vacation..." Sure enough, Wendy lowered her head after seeing Tang Xiangxi's unbelievable expression.

"Wendy, why didn't you tell Daddy and Dad that you didn't finish your homework?" Tang Xiangxi sat on the ground and hugged his precious daughter, even Wen Zhenhua looked at Wendy curiously.

Wendy lowered her head and twisted her clothes and said, "Daddy is so busy working overtime every day, and Dad is also very busy delivering flowers there every day. Wendy doesn't want Daddy and Dad to be even busier because of my affairs..."

The more she talked, the more aggrieved she felt, Wendy lowered her head and couldn't continue.

Tang Xiangxi and Wen Zhenhua looked at each other, and they hugged Wendy in a tacit understanding. Tang Xiangxi, a habitual offender who couldn't be at home often, said, "Then Wendy, can we finish all our homework as soon as we have a holiday from now on?"

Then he continued to teach Wendy his quick homework method, which naturally got Wen Zhenhua two supercilious eyes.

The two fathers stroked their daughter's hair, and both decided to fight to the end tonight. They each picked up their daughter's homework and bowed their heads to write.

Wendy looked to the left at Daddy who was scratching his head, and to the right at Daddy who was frowning and pouting, and immediately thought of what to draw for the last painting assignment.

By the time the three of them had finished all their homework, it was already midnight, and Wendy was already so tired that she fell asleep on the sofa. Tang Xiangxi had worked all day today, worked overtime, and had to help Wendy with her homework when she came back, so she was already tired and slumped on the sofa I hugged my daughter and got ready for bed.

But Wen Zhenhua couldn't stand the two of them sleeping on the sofa without a bed.

After sorting out Wendy's affairs from last night, Wen Zhenhua pushed Tang Xiangxi impatiently, "Tang Xiangxi, get up quickly, don't sleep on the sofa with your daughter in your arms in the middle of the night, you haven't washed your face yet! Tang Xiangxi, sleep here to warm up." Di will catch a cold, you will catch a cold, tomorrow your backs will hurt to death! Tang Xiangxi! Xiangxi..."

Irritated by Wen Zhenhua's rambling voice, Tang Xiangxi stood up, scaring Wen Zhenhua back a big step.

Seeing Wen Zhenhua's eyes widened because of fright, Tang Xiangxi didn't know if it was a prank or he was tired and confused, so he threw Wen Zhenhua to the ground at once. Of course, he still considered Wen Zhenhua's obsession with cleanliness, and put himself under it.

Wen Zhenhua was really taken aback, but at the end of the moment he put his hands on the ground to avoid putting all his strength on Tang Xiangxi's body, "You are crazy! What are you doing!"

Wen Zhenhua lowered the volume and continued to look at Tang Xiangxi after confirming that Wendy hadn't been woken up.

Tang Xiangxi laughed suddenly, stretched out his hand to hook Wen Zhenhua's neck, and turned him over while Wen Zhenhua was struggling, and it turned into Wen Zhenhua leaning against Tang Xiangxi's body, Tang Xiangxi's breath sprayed on his neck wet The more Wen Zhenhua struggled, the tighter Tang Xiangxi tightened his stranglehold.

In the end, the movement between the two had changed to Tang Xiangxi strangling his neck with one hand and his waist with the other. The two people's bodies were tightly pressed against each other. The two people's movements seemed to be a little out of bounds. I dare not move.

"Tang Xiangxi, you are enough..."

"Wen Zhenhua, I'm really tired. I've been thinking about the case until now. I'm really tired. Baby Wendy is the same. I think you don't have much energy now.

Now, you have two options.First, you continue to insist that I wash my face and sleep in the room, then I will strangle you to sleep on the floor for one night as a resistance, I feel wronged and sleep on the floor, you are my quilt, anyway, you have me as a mattress; second , leave me alone, I will continue to sleep on the sofa, I won't catch a cold..."

"Okay, okay! Sleep as you like, I don't care about you, you let me up first." Wen Zhenhua tried his best to avoid thinking about whether Tang Xiangxi rubbed his neck before letting him go...

Is this fool sleepy?Tang Xiangxi used to sleep in the dormitory when he was dazed, and he grabbed the pillow and rubbed it desperately. Of course, Wen Zhenhua knew that this was a subconscious behavior, so there was no way to blame him.

Seeing Tang Xiangxi slowly stand up and fall back on the sofa to hug her daughter tightly, Wen Zhenhua felt an indescribable distress, only he knew how insecure Tang Xiangxi was.As long as he can give Tang Xiang the feeling of being at home, Wen Zhenhua will make every effort.

Sighing, Wen Zhenhua stood up and wanted to get a blanket for Tang Xiangxi, but before he could walk away, Tang Xiangxi grabbed his hand. "Stop messing around, I'll get you that blanket, and I'll take Wendy back to sleep."

Wen Zhenhua wanted to break Tang Xiangxi's hand, but Tang Xiangxi pulled Wen Zhenhua's hand and dragged him to the other side, holding his hand and they hugged Wendy together.

"You..." Wen Zhenhua looked at Tang Xiangxi in disbelief, Tang Xiangxi rubbed Wen Zhenhua's hair, and said softly, "I'm exhausted, let's sleep like this tonight, we are both here, my daughter won't catch a cold."

The voice of speaking became lower and lower, and Tang Xiangxi was already asleep when Wen Zhenhua took another look. Seeing the sleeping faces of the two, Wen Zhenhua couldn't resist the bouts of drowsiness.

Maybe it was because of exhaustion. Wen Zhenhua woke up Wendy in the morning. The two of them made a lot of noise because they slept on the sofa all night, but Tang Xiangxi didn't wake up.

Before going out, Wendy pulled Wen Zhenhua to Tang Xiangxi's side, bent down and kissed Tang Xiangxi's face, even though Tang Xiangxi was sound asleep, she still laughed.

Wen Zhenhua saw it, and couldn't help poking Tang Xiangxi's dimple.One big and one small laughed like crazy, and went out happily.

After separating from Wen Zhenhua, Wendy happily ran to the classroom to take out her homework, and proudly told Xiaowei that she had finished all her homework.

Because of the continuation of the good mood, Wendy also proudly took out the painting created last night at full power. On the picture, the three of them are holding hands. It looks very warm. The two little girls are smiling happily while looking at the painting. Zeng Zhengxiong, who was standing on the side, stepped forward to snatch Wendy's painting in a mischievous manner.

Her painting!A painting of a family of three!

Wendy felt very angry, she immediately ran after Zeng Zhengxiong, and after a while the whole classroom erupted.

Wendy ran very fast, caught Xiaoxiong in a short while, and grabbed her own painting as soon as she stretched out her hand, and several children grabbed the painting and pulled it.

At this moment, Fang Jingzhu just walked into the classroom and saw the children fighting. She subconsciously yelled: "What are you doing! Separate quickly!" The children were all startled. The painting was torn into several pieces.

At this moment, everyone was dumbfounded and backed away, only Wendy was left biting her lip and looking at her painting.

Fang Jingzhu hurriedly bent down to take a look at Wendy, only to realize that she was the little girl who was at the store yesterday. Is the painting on the floor hers?She picked up the paintings and said softly, "How about going to the office with the teacher?"

Only then did Wendy discover that she was the aunt whose skirt was torn in the store last time. "Wendy, dear, let's call your father over first, shall we?" Fang Jingzhu looked at the girl who was biting her lower lip and holding back her tears, feeling worried while feeling emotional, and dialed Wendy's father's number in the address book.

As a result, as soon as Wen Zhenhua heard that Wendy was fighting, he dropped his hands and rushed to the school. When he rushed into the teacher's office, he saw Wendy standing there with her head down.

"Wendy! How are you? Are you injured?" Wen Zhenhua quickly squatted down to check if there were any wounds on Wendy's body. After confirming that Wendy was not injured, he gasped. Hold your breath.

"Mr. Tang, Wendy is fine, it's just that the paintings were torn." Wen Zhenhua followed Wendy's gaze to see the paintings, sighed, and never looked up at Fang Jingzhu.

"Dad, the aunt who was at the hypermarket last time turned out to be my class teacher..." Wendy tugged at the corner of Wen Zhenhua's clothes, and Wen Zhenhua stood up and looked at Fang Jingzhu. "Mr. Tang, thank you last time, let's discuss Wendy's..." Fang Jingzhu was interrupted before she could finish speaking.

"Sorry, my surname is not Tang." Wen Zhenhua corrected politely. This is the first reaction of ordinary people when they see him.

"But Wendy's surname is Tang..." At this moment, the door of the office was knocked open again, and a figure in a suit rushed in and squatted down to hug Wendy. Wang leaned in front of his daughter and asked softly, "Win or lose?"

Of course Wen Zhenhua kicked him hard.

"One inch strong?" A woman's voice sounded above his head, Tang Xiangxi only saw Fang Jingzhu after standing up, one inch strong?Why is this sentence so familiar? Looking down at this familiar height, Tang Xiangxi said uncertainly, "Can't get it?"

The author has something to say: ambiguous, ambiguous