Flash marriage into love:Hello,my cold husband!

If the big living room, that a foot has several meters wide landing window, is already dusk.

A red sun is half hanging in the sky. At the end of the high-rise building in the distance, only less than a third of the part is exposed. Bit by bit, it sinks to the west mountain.

Qiao Xiaoan leaned on the sofa and did not move for a long time. The breeze stirred her hair and brushed her face, but she didn't even bother to brush it.

So tired nest in the deep sofa, long closed eyes.

The afterglow of the setting sun falls on her knee, there is always a sense of vicissitudes that "the setting sun is infinitely good, but it is near dusk".

For more than five years, Qiao Xiaoan has never been in front of his family, showing such vicissitudes and vulnerability.

Today, I don't know why. I leaned on the sofa and didn't move for half an hour.

Deng Jiaru didn't want to disturb her. How long did she depend on her? How long did Deng Jiaru stand at the door of the kitchen? And she always carried the cut fruit in her hand.

In my heart, it's not the taste.

And yunsisi, has been lying on a small stool, painting his own painting.

This silence, until someone, from the porch, please do not enter, was broken.

Deng Jiaru looked at the person is Lu Yichen, carrying the fruit happy to go, "Yichen, just cut the fruit, come to eat together."

Lu Yichen twisted a large package of small gifts, some for Sisi, some for the old man, some for Qiao Shiwen, and some for Qiao Xiaoan.

But the old man and Qiao Shiwen were playing chess in the small garden upstairs, and they were not seen at the moment.

Lu Yichen introduced the gifts to Deng Jiaru one by one, saying that he had brought them back from a business trip in n country.

Since Qiao Xiaoan and Lu Yichen made clear her words, Lu Yichen is still full of hope for her, still offering all kinds of hospitality.

She didn't like Lu Yichen very much. At the moment, she was still leaning against the sofa with her eyes closed. From time to time, she took a paper towel and wiped her nose.

Occasionally cough two or three times.

Lu Yichen knew about her cold.

When she called back from n, Deng Jiaru told him about her cold.

Well, I took some boxes of medicine out of the bag.

"An'an, this is a cold medicine specially for treating sore throat and runny nose. It's made of traditional Chinese medicine. It doesn't hurt your body."

"I'm almost ready." Qiao Xiaoan got up and said, "think, go, take a bath with your mother and go to bed."

"So early to bed?" Lu Yichen's expression is obviously a little lost, looking at Qiao Xiaoan, holding yunsisi's hand, ready to take Xiaomeng baby away.

But he was still full of joy, waved to the little cute baby, "think, come, see what gift Lu Baba has brought you?"

I want to break Qiao Xiaoan's hand.

Qiao Xiaoan held on.

After feeling something wrong, yunsisi raised her head and looked at her with pleading eyes.

"Mom, I want to see the gift of Lu Baba."

Qiao Xiaoan did not want to attack in front of the children, full of smile, "what did mother tell you?"

"You can't just ask for other people's things."

"Lu Baba has to spend money to buy a gift. You can't ask for it casually. How to tell Lu Baba? "

Xiaomeng baby is particularly aggrieved, but she still turns her small body and faces Deng Jiaru and Lu Yichen.

"Lu Baba, it's hard for you to make money. Don't buy me a gift next time. I can't ask for your gift casually."

"Good!" Qiao Xiaoan took Xiaomeng baby's hand with one hand and touched her head with the other. "We'll take a bath."

Deng Jiaru looked at her granddaughter turning to leave and looking back at the pile of gifts. Her longing and pitiful eyes were extremely distressed.

Moreover, Deng Jiaru did not want her child to be too unfamiliar with Lu Yichen. She hoped that they would love the same father and daughter.

So he got up and went straight to take Xiaomeng baby's hand from Qiao Xiaoan.

"JOJO." Deng Jiaru sighed for a long time, "Yichen has already spent money, so we can't let him return all the gifts he bought back to n country. You just let the kids see. "

"Mom, why do you always give your children the habit of asking for gifts casually?" Qiao Xiaoan's mood today is extremely bad.

"You can't just ask for it." Deng Jiaru has already pulled Xiaomeng baby back to the combination sofa and let her sit down. "Besides, Yichen is not an outsider, but a dry father of Sisi and the closest person to Sisi."

Deng Jiaru is not a dry father. It's OK not to mention the closest person.

This mention, Qiao Xiaoan was in a depressed mood, even more angry.

At this time, Deng Jiaru has opened Lu Yichen's gift to Sisi.

Children naturally want gifts.

So after seeing the cute and lovely rogue rabbit, his eyes flashed with a happy smile.

Soon, he took over the rascal rabbit in Deng Jiaru's hand, "Wow, so cute."

The rascal rabbit squinted, chubby and dressed in beautiful clothes.I can't put it down.

But Qiao Xiaoan went straight past, snatched the rascal rabbit from the thought's hand, stuffed back to Lu Yichen's hand.

"Don't always buy things for your child. Don't get into her bad habits."

"What's more, mom, the most intimate person with Sisi is me and her father yunmo, as well as my grandfather, grandmother and grandfather. Don't indoctrinate your children with such thoughts in the future."

Anyway, Qiao Xiaoan said everything to this point, and simply finished at one time.

"Brother Yichen, I've figured it out. I'll call you and Nantian, and Gu Xu, or uncle. In case she doesn't even know her own father. "

It was the first time that Sisi saw her mother so angry.

On weekdays, my mother is rational, generous and reasonable.

But today, she suddenly robbed her toy and didn't let her call her father Lu again.

Deng Jiaru also felt very stunned. She pushed her arm with her elbow and quietly reminded her, "Joe, don't hurt the child's self-esteem."

"Mom!" Qiao Xiaoan waved Deng Jiaru's hand unhappily. "I've told you how many times. It's impossible for me and Nantian and Yichen. Why do you have to let Sisi so close to them? After ah Mo came back, the child didn't kiss him. How sad he was. "

"Joe, Joe..." Deng Jiaru just wanted to speak.

Then Qiao Xiaoan made up his mind and said, "Mom, I know you love me and don't want me to be so single all the time. I always want me to choose between brother Yichen and Nan Tian, but I can't do it. "

“……” Deng Jiaru was silent.

Qiao Xiaoan said a great deal by himself:

"ah Mo, alone, doesn't know where he is in the ends of the earth and what kind of suffering he is suffering.

If you don't wait for him, how can you let other men take his place? You are amo's own mother. "

"JOJO." Deng Jiaru said, "actually..."

"Enough!" Qiao Xiaoan's hands, doing the posture of enough, "I know, in fact, you are for my good. But you are Mo's biological mother, you can't give him up. He will come back one day. "

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