flying planet

In fact, there is no need to threaten him with homework, Wen Hua will help tidy up the house, Ye Xiwu is a little unclear about how he lives by Wen Wanhong's side, but the child seems to be proficient in all kinds of martial arts.

Because he had to re-read the third grade of junior high school, Jian Linzhao also enrolled him in a cram school. After all, the difficulty of the schoolwork was too different, and Wen Hua struggled at the beginning.

It's not a glorious thing to repeat a grade, and Wen Hua looks mature from the looks of her, and she's a head taller than her peers on average. At the beginning, she felt a little bit excluded in the new class.

Wen Hua didn't say much, Ye Xiwu felt uncomfortable when she found out.

So the next day Jian Xinglai personally drove Ye Xiwu to pick him up.

Wen Hua came out alone with a schoolbag on one shoulder, followed by four or five classmates in the same class. There was no communication during the whole process. The child was expressionless, cold as a piece of drained iron.

Ye Xiwu leaned on the big G and called his name: "Wen Hua."

Wen Hua raised her head, and many people behind her followed suit.

Jian Xinglai got out of the car, his brows and eyes seemed to have a ray of light, he looked at Wen Hua, without saying a word, his eyes moved to the so-called classmates behind him.

Ye Xiwu also took a look, but it was just a look. He smiled at Wen Hua, and took the bag from the child.

"Let's go," he said.

Obviously, Wen Hua had never experienced this kind of Chinese-style battle where her parents came to pick her up from home. She was pushed into the car by Ye Xiwu with a ignorant and well-behaved face. Smiling and nodding towards the audience.

The child didn't react for a long time in the car, and when he got home, he remembered and asked, "Why are you here?"

Ye Xiwu glanced at the rearview mirror and said with a smile, "You have been in school for so many days, so you have to check with your head teacher."

Wen Hua curled her lips: "He doesn't like me very much."

Jian Xinglai said lightly: "You are here to study, not to please him."

Wen Hua: "He will sue me."

"Hmm..." Ye Xiwu didn't answer the question directly, but just said with a smile, "He probably won't be able to in the future."

"?" Wen Hua didn't understand the principle, but he obviously lost his focus, "I finished my homework today at school, can I play Bubble Bobble at home?"

Because of the existence of Wen Hua, Ye Xiwu always has the illusion that she and Jian Xinglai have been married for 20 years, and the child has just entered the rebellious period of youth.

They even occasionally discussed the issue of housing in the school district.

Wen Hua was playing bubbles in the living room, Ye Xiwu was working in the conservatory, and Jian Xing came to drink tea with him. The two of them were just like any ordinary couple and parents, worrying about their children's studies, talking about their day's work, and worrying about their elders' health.

Ye Xiwu molded new clay into flowerpots, and he planted crabapples and kumquats, and the flower branches formed a beautiful shape, like a pair of beautiful hands.

Jian Xing came to look at the bonsai, as if he thought he was worrying too much: "Don't keep thinking about others."

Ye Xiwu was stunned, then smiled and said, "Wen Hua is not someone else, he is your younger brother."

Jian Xing glanced at him and said lightly, "Then I'm still your husband."

Ye Xiwu was choked up by his "husband". After thinking about it for a long time, she could only say, "Why don't I miss you?"

Jian Xinglai was lazy, he leaned back, took a sip of tea, and smiled speciously: "You know it in your heart."

Of course Ye Xiwu was not that talented, he thought about it for a long time and didn't know what made Jian Xing unhappy, but it didn't seem that serious if he said how unhappy he was.

This kind of flirting and flirting is like an episode. The two of them still planted flowers on weekdays and climbed mountains on weekends. After getting used to camping, Ye Xiwu's physical fitness finally improved, so Jian Xinglai began to do more tricks on the bed. Like insatiable love, without much restraint.

The two of them don't shy away from Wen Hua when they are very close. Ye Xiwu trims the flower branches, and Jian Xing comes to watch for a while, then stretches out his hand, hugs the back of each other's head and kisses. Sometimes Wen Hua comes to the yard to look for someone. picture.

"..." Even if Wen Hua couldn't take it anymore, she couldn't poke her eyes, so she could only swallow this mouthful of dog food.

When Ye Xiwu sees him, he usually greets him: "Are you hungry?"

Wen Hua nodded: "Auntie has finished cooking, and I'm asking you if you want to eat."

Jian Xinglai's fingertips were still wrapped around Ye Xiwu's hair, coiled around in curls.

Ye Xiwu just let him do it casually, like doting on a child, and Jian Xinglai turned her naturally curly mid-length hair into a chicken coop.

Wen Hua sighed because of their affection, but she had to bow her head under the eaves.

The starry sky building in the villa was designed by Ye Xiwu as a pure viewing room, except for a few potted flower arrangements, there was no extra furniture.

The galaxy painted by Jian Xinglai is magnificent and magnificent, and it takes a lot of effort to maintain it on a daily basis. You can't do it by someone else, and you have to touch up the color almost every other month. Even Ye Xiwu finds it a bit troublesome, but Jian Xinglai never tires of it very.

As if the flowering period is short and the starlight is eternal, Jian Xinglai seems to want to carve this limited flowering period into the eternal starlight, which will be indestructible in the end.

Ye Xiwu was aware of the other party's silent and stubborn nature, so she didn't say much, after all, she was not far behind in terms of long-term love.

The swimming pool on the roof is now fully open. During the night swim, the weather in the mountains is mostly good. The night wind carries the smell of vegetation, and the clouds in the sky can be seen clearly.

Although it is not yet enough to see the Milky Way, the complex stars scattered in the sky are still breathtakingly beautiful.

After Wen Hua finished eating, it was time to play games. He looks like a handsome guy, but he has a down-to-earth personality of an otaku, but this is what Jian Xing appreciates. After all, if a child plays alone, he won't bother him. The world of two adults is over.

Jian Xinglai is not a good parent of 24quan. Caring for children, daily parent-child communication, companionship and playing simply do not exist in his world. In his opinion, Wenhua can live comfortably without worry. Bullying, if the money is in place, he is a qualified guardian.

In this regard, Ye Xiwu is more responsible than he is. She still cares about Wen Hua's academic performance and campus performance. It's just that she is given so much attention. It doesn't matter if it's a small one, but it doesn't matter if it's a big one.

Wen Hua was playing games on the first floor, while Jian Xinglai was wearing a shirt and standing by the swimming pool on the top floor.

Although it is already April and May, the temperature in the south is not very stable these days. Day by day, year by year, season by year, summer at noon, and winter at night.

Ye Xiwu took the blanket up and covered Jian Xinglai's shoulders, looked down and found that he was not wearing shoes, and said helplessly, "Aren't you cold?"

Jian Xinglai's gaze fell to the ground, Ye Xiwu followed and laughed, "You want to wear mine again?"

Jian Xinglai didn't say anything, just stretched out her feet, stuck them on Ye Xiwu's slippers, and rubbed them lightly for a while.

Ye Xiwu: "?"

Jian Xinglai said lightly: "This way it won't be cold."