I cry so hard!

After staying in the old house for three days, Mo Ruanmiao and his wife returned to Xihua.After the child was born, there was no need to pay such attention to many things. Xihua's original servants were all transferred back to the villa. After all, there was an extra little guy in the family. If there was only Aunt Chen, she would definitely be too busy.

The outdoor temperature at the end of November was already very low, so Mo Ruanmiao just wandered around indoors with the children. Fortunately, the villa is large enough and there are many places to go.

Mo Ruanmiao will not return to school until March next year, and the period in between will be empty. The child will definitely not be able to follow him to Paris. He just wants to spend time with Tiandou during this period. He coaxes Tiandou every day now Children, it is also very fun to tell stories to children.

The other father of Sweet Bean is not so happy.

Because of the previous series of events, Mo Chutian never went back after handing over the company's affairs to Song Jian. Naturally, Song Jian would not do anything like usurp power, but the company's shareholders were quite critical of this. , There is no way, Mo Chutian can only go back, but Mo Chutian wants to spend more time with Mo Ruanmiao in his heart.

Mo Chutian's birthday is the day after tomorrow, so it is convenient for Mo Ruanmiao that he is not at home.

In the afternoon, Mo Ruanmiao came to the studio alone after putting Tiandou to sleep. The objects in the studio were arranged according to his preferences. The aunt who cleaned the house also knew the rules and never messed with the placement of objects. .

Mo Ruanmiao locked the door behind her, like a thief, with a nervous and shy expression.He went to the workbench and squatted down. There were several large boxes under it, which were full of painting utensils. He dragged the bottom box out with all his strength, and it was covered with a thin layer of dust.

Mo Ruanmiao wiped off the dust on the box with a few paper towels, and then carefully opened the box.

There are several sketchbooks in the box, the specifications are not the same, and the edges of them are all worn out, probably because the owner often uses them or looks at them often.

Then Mo Ruanmiao went back to the room he lived in when he first came to Xihua.The kitten was taking a nap on the blanket, startled by its imprudent owner, and its ears stood up.Seeing that it was Mo Ruanmiao, the kitten stood up from the blanket, wobbled to his feet and meowed.

Mo Ruanmiao knelt down and rubbed its chin, regardless of whether the kitten understood or not, she smiled and said, "I'll play with you later, I want to get something now."

As he said that, Mo Ruanmiao brought out another box, which was a cardboard box that was slightly smaller than the one just now. He didn't open the box immediately to take out the contents, but went back to the studio with the box in his arms. Kitten He didn't stay in the room to continue to take a nap, but followed closely behind Mo Ruanmiao.

Mo Ruanmiao spent the whole afternoon tinkering with these sketchbooks. He calculated the time when Tiandou woke up and went back to the master bedroom, and then handed the newly woken up Tiandou to Aunt Chen. Touching his forehead, he said apologetically, "Dad is going to prepare a birthday present for your eldest dad. Sweet Dou will play with grandma first, and Dad will come to you later."

Sweet Dou didn't understand what this meant, but the moment Mo Ruanmiao handed him over to Aunt Chen, she immediately pouted her small mouth, and was about to cry. Aunt Chen quickly coaxed him and fed him milk powder. Sweet Dou showed a sweet smile.

It was already 05:30 when the things were packed, and Mo Ruanmiao was startled. Mo Chutian would be back in a while, so he quickly packed up the things and covered them with a piece of cloth before leaving the studio.

When Mo Ruanmiao went downstairs, Aunt Chen was sitting in the living room holding Tiandou, holding a rattle in her hand and playing with Tiandou. Aunt Chen saw Mo Ruanmiao as soon as she looked up, she smiled and said, "Miaomiao, come here quickly!" , Look at Sweet Pea smiling."

Mo Ruanmiao walked over to take the rattle in Aunt Chen's hand. He bent over and shook the rattle in his hand a few times, and the rattle in his hand made a crisp sound. Tiandou's attention was immediately attracted, and a sweet smile appeared on his face. Ah woo ah yelled a few times.

"Little Sweet Bean, Little Sweet Bean." Mo Ruanmiao shouted with crooked eyebrows, and when the child laughed, he laughed too.

Mo Ruanmiao simply took the baby over. He is holding the baby in a very decent posture now. Tiandou is lying in his arms very securely. Tiandou's two little hands have been released from the swaddle. Now In Dad's arms, Tiandou was very happy. He raised his fist and kicked his little foot.

Not long after, Mo Chutian came back. He gave Mo Ruanmiao a kiss as soon as he came back, and he didn't care about the presence of his elders. He didn't know how to be shy at all. Aunt Chen was used to the relationship between the two of them, so she just teased After a few words, he left here and went to help in the kitchen.

"Do you feel unwell today?" This is a question that Mo Chutian must ask every day.

Mo Ruanmiao shook her head, and said in a soft voice, "I'm not feeling sick. I'm fine today, and I ate two bowls of rice at noon."

Two bowls of rice?Mo Chutian thought about it and thought it was not bad, so he pretended to be a reward and kissed Mo Ruanmiao again, and the sweet bean in the middle looked at the two adults innocently.

After the kiss was over, Mo Ruanmiao remembered that there was still a sweet bean in his arms. He immediately blushed and warned in a mosquito voice: "Don't do this again, the child is still here."

Mo Chutian looked down at Tiandou, raised his eyebrows and smiled, "Tiandou is still so young, what can he understand?"

To prove this theory, Mo Chutian gave Mo Ruanmiao another kiss.

Mo Chutian's birthday is on the 26th of this month. This day seems to be the same as usual. When he woke up, his lover was sleeping soundly. When he opened his phone, a bunch of birthday wishes popped up.When he was young, Mo Chutian would hold a big birthday party to make it lively, but as he got older, he became more and more fond of cleanliness, and in the end he only spent time with a few friends who had died.

Today his good buddies made a game, Mo Ruanmiao and them already knew each other, Mo Chutian thought that they hadn't met for a while, so he agreed.

After Mo Chutian finished washing, Mo Ruanmiao had already woken up, hugging the quilt in a daze.

Mo Chutian went to the bed and hugged his confused child into his arms, kissed the other's forehead, "Sleep for a while before you wake up."

Mo Ruanmiao wrapped her arms around Mo Chutian's neck, rubbed her soft hair on the side of Mo Chutian's neck, he yawned a little, and said, "Happy birthday, brother."

"Thank you, Miaomiao." Mo Chutian laughed, Mo Ruanmiao had already told him this sentence last night, but she didn't expect to say it again in the morning.

"Also," Mo Ruanmiao squinted her eyes halfway, and the corners of her mouth curled up in a small arc, "I love you."

Even though this sentence has been heard many times, this sudden confession still made Mo Chutian's heart tighten a bit, as expected no matter how many times he heard it, it was still the same, "I love you too."

This morning, the people of Mo's found that the boss was in a very good mood. During the regular meeting, he always had a pleasant face, and the smile on his face never stopped. Mo Chutian's good mood all day naturally came from Mo Ruanmiao.

Mo Ruanmiao knew a few days ago that Mo Chutian would go out to get together with friends on his birthday. He planned to go to the company after lunch. Mo Ruanmiao first put Tiandou to sleep, and then went to the studio to confirm the gift integrity.

After finishing everything, Mo Ruanmiao asked the driver to take him to the Mo's Building. Mo Chutian's secretary was already waiting for him downstairs. The secretary was a talkative lady. When they went upstairs, they had some conversations. The secretary sent Mo Ruanmiao to the door of the office and left.

Mo Ruanmiao wanted to go in quietly so as not to disturb Mo Chutian's work, but who knew that such a big living person as Mo Chutian was waiting for Mo Ruanmiao behind the door, Mo Ruanmiao As soon as he raised his head, he was startled and trembled, but before he could accuse someone of his behavior, he was pressed against the door and kissed him hard.

So Mo Ruanmiao ignored Mo Chutian all afternoon, but his silence didn't mean that Mo Chutian couldn't take advantage of tofu.

At around five o'clock, Mo Chutian took Mo Ruanmiao and left Mo's. Today he was definitely going to drink, so the driver was responsible for picking him up.

Mo Chutian put down the partition between the positions, held Mo Ruanmiao's hand, and said with a sullen smile, "Are you angry?"

"No," Mo Ruanmiao pursed her lips subconsciously. There seemed to be a fiery breath on them, and he complained in a low voice, "It's just... you are not allowed to kiss so hard in the future, you will be swollen."

Mo Chutian naturally made a promise to say everything according to Mo Ruanmiao's words, but what happened afterwards is unknown.

In the evening, everyone had dinner together first, and then went to the bar together. The bar was owned by a friend of Mo Chutian, and he was unable to attend due to business. As an apology, all consumption in the store was free at night, and everyone went to the bar together. Grown up, naturally not polite, even ordered a bunch of expensive drinks.

Mo Ruanmiao is the youngest here, and everyone takes good care of him. Although he can't drink, he is well integrated into the lively atmosphere.

It was already ten o'clock after drinking three rounds, and Mo Chutian still wanted to live with Mo Ruanmiao, so he led Mo Ruanmiao home with some drunkenness.

When we were in the car, Mo Chutian leaned against Mo Ruanmiao's ear and called his name, one after another, his voice was hoarse, but gentle and tender, as if he had been filled with love. Miao's face was flushed, as if he had also drunk a lot of wine.

As soon as the two arrived home, Aunt Chen greeted him. Mo Chutian kept lying on Mo Ruanmiao's body with a smile on his face, making Aunt Chen think that he was drunk, so she wanted to help Mo Chutian, "Why are you still drunk? Thankfully, the cook has prepared sobering tea."

Before Aunt Chen approached, the big dog Mo Chutian finally got up from Mo Ruanmiao's shoulder. He smiled and said, "I'm not drunk, Miaomiao and I are just playing around."

Having said that, the smell of alcohol on Mo Chutian's body could not deceive anyone, Aunt Chen still brought a cup of hangover tea, and let the two of them go upstairs after Mo Chutian finished drinking.

When he went upstairs, Mo Chutian kept touching Mo Ruanmiao. He kissed Mo Ruanmiao for a while, and touched his little hand for a while. After kissing, he realized that this was not the way to the bedroom. He let out a muffled laugh and hugged Mo Ruanmiao Ruan Miao's waist, asked: "Where is Miaomiao taking me?"

Mo Ruanmiao's face was red, and she was even more nervous when she thought about the things that Mo Chutian was going to show later. He said vaguely, "I'll know when I get there."

The destination of the two was the studio. Mo Chutian finally straightened his body, with some interest on his face. He looked aside and found a red-faced lover. He still remembered that at about this time last year, Mo Ruanmiao did the same. Bring him here, and give him a precious gift.

Pushing the door open, Mo Ruanmiao turned on the light, and the room lit up instantly.

In the center of the studio is a large, beautifully packaged box.

"Gift?" Mo Chutian asked with a suppressed voice, his brows and eyes were full of smiles.

Mo Ruanmiao looked back at him without saying a word, then picked up a pair of scissors from the workbench beside him and handed them to Mo Chutian, his heart beat like a drum, "You will know when you take it apart and have a look."

Mo Chutian frowned, walked to the box with scissors, squatted down and unwrapped the wrapping paper bit by bit, Mo Ruanmiao also squatted beside him, propping his chin in a daze, with a clear and shy expression on his face .

Mo Chutian always felt that there would be something extraordinary in this box, he turned his head and glanced at Mo Ruanmiao, seeing the other party's behavior made him more sure of his guess, what exactly was it?Mo Chutian didn't open it immediately, and made many guesses in his mind.

Mo Ruanmiao regained consciousness, noticed Mo Chutian's movement, he didn't urge him, and let Mo Chutian remain motionless, but he hoped that the other party's movements would be slower and slower, so that he could hide those secret thoughts. A little longer and a little longer.

However, no matter how deep the thoughts are hidden, there will be a day when Mo Ruanmiao decides to give these sketchbooks to Mo Chutian as a gift.

The box was opened, and inside were neatly placed sketchbooks, a total of ten books with a total of 520 drawings.