I want to send you red roses

It is. ”

Duan Tingqi covered his face with a book, his mouth curled up slightly, and he turned off the light: "No, baby, I haven't finished yet - just keep listening, when the wolf comes to eat people, his eyes are like two green lanterns... "

The eyes of Huadou, who was quietly lying on the small table, just emitted a faint green light in the darkness.

"..." Yu Rong blindfolded and slid into the quilt.

Only when you are fooling your daughter, you can experience the fun of fairy tales. The more you lie, the more you lie, clearing your throat: "Have you heard the voice baby now? If you hear it, it means that it is getting farther and farther away from you ..."

Yu Tang smiled on her back for a long time, then took her away from behind in an adequate manner.

The person surnamed Duan grew younger and younger as he lived, and he had enough fun with his daughter, so he went back to the bedroom and kicked himself on the bed.

But some people, she is happy one day, and the next day——

Going home the next night, Yu Rong found that Yu Rong ate the oranges that Duan Ting had cherished for many years on the balcony.

? ?

Yu Tang quickly hugged her daughter into his arms, turned his back to look at Mr. Duan's expression, feeling that it was about to end.

Duan Tingxi whirled in and out like a tornado. First, she confirmed that it was indeed her orange tree, and that the oranges were indeed gone. Then, in the trash can in the study... she found an inedible "remnant" of the orange peel.

This little brat is still reading leisurely while eating!

Duan always presents a process of fireworks exploding visible to the naked eye, trying his best to calmly count on Yu Tang to make the decision for her.

Who would have thought that Yu Tang asked in a low voice first: "Have you finished eating?"

Yu Rong nodded.

Duan Tingxi then heard her say: "How could you not leave a petal for your mother?"

"..." It seemed that I felt the old man's mood of smoke from seven orifices.

Xiao Duan didn't say anything, and snuck the man into the bedroom again.

Yu Tang felt his waist still not healed, lowered his eyes and asked: "...Can I show you how cute you are?"

Duan Tingqi unbuttoned her, and the kiss had spread to her collarbone: "It doesn't make me feel good."

Yu Tang: "...Then let me sing a song, let me sing a song."

Xiao Duan always slowed down the pace and temporarily dragged him into the bathroom.Yu Tang pondered for a while embarrassingly, and then slowly picked up the tune.

It's a French ditty, very nice.

But a certain leader who enjoyed the song... still didn't let anyone go.

As the night darkened, the voices in the room did not stop for a long time.

Ever since she had a daughter, Yu Tang has embarked on the road of selling herself both actively and passively. She can't just bear the burden of sweetness by herself, she has to make her boss happy too.

So after being tossed and rubbed into her arms again and again, she finally couldn't help but fell asleep in a daze——

The night is still long, and there are still many years left to take the blame for the little boy.

But such a happy day.

There are still many years.