I am the white moonlight of the tyrant

Chapter 397 397, meet

Song Zhen suddenly understood.

When he blocked her radio station work in Italy, the tears in her eyes meant something.

It was not only the hatred for him, but also her panic about McDull being exposed.

Those tears actually carried her years of hard work, sweat, and dreams.

Song Zhen's nose was sore, and she felt that she was a jerk before.

But he doesn't regret it, because if it weren't for the beginning, he and Gu Xinzhou might not have come to the present step by step, and she would not have become his wife.

McDull found out the old crayons and found that he could still draw.

So, all three little ones got together and scribbled on the wall with crayons.

There is a wall here, which is specially reserved for McDull to graffiti on, and no matter how many things are painted on it, it will be clean as before with a brush, just like the blackboard for lectures in school.

Song Zhen sat on the chair in front of Gu Xinzhou's desk, watching the three babies doodle, and his heart was filled with rainbows.

Gu Xinzhou was sweating from exhaustion, took a bath and changed clothes, and put on light makeup.

Looking at the whole person, there are all kinds of styles.

Song Zhen looked sideways at her and smiled: "Go out now?"

Gu Xinzhou: "Of course, otherwise, what would I do with makeup?"

In fact, it's not that she insists on makeup, but that the national conditions are different. The old lady here, in her 80s, still walks in the street very elegantly in a dress.

Song Zhen called: "Baby, let's go eat delicious food!"

The three little ones immediately put down the crayons and followed Gu Xinzhou in line to wash their hands.

Song Zhen returned to the master bedroom.

He saw that the four suitcases had been neatly placed on the balcony, in the closet, on the dressing table, on the table, everything had been packed properly, everyone’s clothes were hung and folded step by step, even on the sink in the bathroom, The daily necessities are all placed very neatly.

Song Zhen couldn't help but marvel: Isn't his wife too virtuous?
Gu Xinzhou wiped the children's hands clean, took them all to the window, and rubbed sunscreen on them one by one.

While wiping, he said, "It's very sunny outside. Although it's not summer, there are ultraviolet rays. We must protect our skin!"

The three little ones put their little faces together one after another.

McDull is the whitest!
The little flower roll is the second white!

george...

"Let me look at the fingernails." Gu Xinzhou grabbed all the children's hands in front of her, checked them carefully, and then said with confidence: "Okay, we can set off!"

The children cheered and ran out one by one.

George rushed to the front, with a much more smile on his face. The clothes he was wearing were the same as McDull, black lambskin jacket with jeans, and small leather shoes.

Several bodyguards in plain clothes followed, Song Zhen and his wife held hands, and the three little ones held hands.

And so they went out.

Walking on the streets of a foreign country, the sun was shining, Song Zhen looked at his lover and several children beside him, and his heart was once again filled.

After half an hour.

Ruan Qianyi's good friend Jane Ya finally came.

Because they hadn't seen each other for too many years, Ruan Qianyi and Qi Lei stood at the gate of the villa and waited in person.

When they met, there were tears in each other's eyes.

"Janeia!"

"Ruan Ruan!"

Like long-lost sisters, the two greeted each other after embracing each other.

Ruan Qianyi introduced her husband to her and invited her into the villa.

In the living room, after sitting down, Qi Lei quickly brought carefully prepared coffee, as well as sweet-scented osmanthus cake, mung bean cake, jujube cake and so on brought from China.

(End of this chapter)