Shocking! A three-year-old brings his aloof mother to their door.

She brought the flower close to her nose and took a gentle sniff.

It has a very light fragrance, a sweet and refreshing scent, which is her favorite.

"I like it very much." Her voice softened, carrying a touch of sweetness.

Seeing her delighted expression, Mo Ye felt a warmth in his heart: "I'm glad you like it."

He Wanqing held the flowers, looking at them over and over, unable to hide the smile on her lips: "I like everything you gave me."

Mo Ye smiled and nodded: "Then I'll drive you around often from now on."

He Wanqing's eyes curved into crescent moons as she smiled and said, "You said it yourself."

She paused, waved the flower in her hand, and asked, "Do you know what kind of flower this is?"

Mo Ye nodded: "I know, don't forget me."

He Wanqing walked ahead with the flowers behind her back, then turned around and tilted her head to look at him:

"Do you know what the meaning of forget-me-not flowers is?"

Mo Ye smiled and shook his head: "I don't know, tell me."

He Wanqing secretly chuckled as she looked at his "I really don't know" expression.

She originally thought he knew and that's why he specially sent it. Although she was happy that way, something was still missing.

His bewildered look now surprised her somewhat.

"Then you'd better remember that," she said earnestly, clearing her throat.

The flower language of forget-me-not is... eternal love and an unchanging heart.

There's also true love, longing, and "don't forget me." The meaning is, I will only love you for the rest of my life.

The moonlight fell on her. She held the bouquet of flowers, her eyes sparkling as she looked at him. When she said those words, her expression was as earnest as a little girl making a vow.

Mo Ye looked at her, and a part of his heart softened completely.

He smiled and nodded, saying each word carefully, "I will only love you for the rest of my life."

He Wanqing was stunned for a moment, then realized what he meant, her face flushed, and she punched him lightly: "Hmph, you knew perfectly well!"

Mo Ye reached out and pulled her into his arms, then lowered his head and kissed her.

He Wanqing made a soft "hmm" sound, then wrapped her arms around his neck and began to respond to him.

The moonlight, like water, shone on the two of them.

The chirping of insects all around seemed to be providing accompaniment for the two two-legged creatures' courtship.

As they kissed, Mo Ye opened his eyes and found that He Wanqing had also opened her eyes and was looking at him.

The two looked at each other and were both stunned for a moment.

Lip points.

Mo Ye lowered his head and kissed her cheek again.

Her lips were soft and sweet, and he especially liked them.

"Consider this a return gift for the flowers you gave me," he said with a smile.

He Wanqing glared at him angrily: "Then I won't dare to accept anything from you anymore."

Mo Ye smiled and asked, "So, do you like it?"

He Wanqing looked around to make sure no one was nearby before whispering, "I like it..."

Mo Ye took her soft, boneless hand and held it in his palm: "That's settled then."

He paused, then asked, "Why didn't you close your eyes just now?"

He Wanqing narrowed her almond-shaped eyes and said smugly, "Open your eyes wide and enjoy your teasing."

Mo Ye was taken aback for a moment, then chuckled and tapped her nose: "You've become naughty."

He Wanqing gave a soft snort: "It's all because of you that I've been corrupted."

Mo Ye looked at her wrinkled nose and felt his heart melt.

How could his Wanqing be so adorable?

His gaze fell on her full, round lips, and he wanted to tease her again.

He lowered his head, about to kiss her again...

"Mom and Dad!!"

A childish voice came from afar.

"Your little baby is here!!"

Mo Ye stopped moving.

He straightened up and looked in the direction of the sound.

At the other end of the paddy field, a small figure was skipping and hopping towards this side.

The two little tufts trembled in the moonlight, like two cheerful little rabbit ears.

Tongtong.

Jiang Hui followed behind her, walking at a leisurely pace.

Mo Ye squatted down and opened his arms.

Tongtong, like a small cannonball, rushed straight into his arms.

"Daddy!" She hugged his neck and gave him a quick kiss on the cheek.

Mo Ye chuckled, picked her up, and weighed her in his arms: "How did you end up out here?"

Jiang Hui also came over, smiling at the two of them.

"After Tongtong got home, she kept insisting on coming to see you," she explained.

Mo Ye nodded, then asked, "Mom, how did you know we were here?"

Jiang Hui waved her hand: "Your Aunt Su said she saw you walking this way, so I guessed you were here."

Mo Ye and He Wanqing exchanged a glance and both smiled.

"Are you still leaving?" Jiang Hui asked.

Mo Ye shook his head: "I'm not leaving. I'm just about to go back."

Jiang Hui nodded: "Then I'll go back and take a shower first. You can take care of Tongtong."

He Wanqing reminded her, "Auntie, please be careful."

Jiang Hui smiled and waved her hand, having already walked several steps: "Don't worry, I can walk back here with my eyes closed."

Her figure quickly disappeared into the night.

Tongtong nestled in her father's arms, but her eyes were drawn to the flowers in her mother's hand.

"Mommy, the flowers are so pretty!!" She stretched out her chubby little hand, wanting to touch them.

He Wanqing held up the flowers and asked with a smile, "Does it look good?"

"It's beautiful!" Tongtong nodded vigorously, then tilted her little head and asked, "Did Daddy give it to Mommy?"

He Wanqing nodded: "It was a gift from Dad."

Tongtong blinked her big eyes and asked again, "Did Mommy give Daddy a reward?"

He Wanqing was taken aback.

Mo Ye laughed beside her, teasing her on purpose: "Tongtong, what kind of reward do you think Mom should give Dad?"

Tongtong thought for a moment, then chuckled, revealing her tiny little teeth: "Of course it's my dearest daddy!"

He Wanqing: "..."

Mo Ye brought his face close to hers, looking at her with a smile.

He Wanqing looked at his smug expression and felt both annoyed and amused.

This person, really...

Childish brat, humph!

But with Tongtong watching from the side, she felt embarrassed to refuse.

She quickly leaned over and gave him a quick kiss on the cheek.

Tongtong immediately clapped her hands and laughed, "Mommy, you're so embarrassing!!!"

He Wanqing blushed and reached out to pinch her cheek: "You said everything."

Tongtong's face was pinched until it was deformed, but she still smiled happily.

After laughing, she turned to look at Mo Ye, her little face full of anticipation: "Daddy, Tongtong wants flowers too."

He Wanqing stopped moving.

She quietly slipped her hand behind Mo Ye's waist, gently pinching a soft spot, while looking at him with a smile.

Mo Ye felt the restless hand on his waist, and alarm bells rang in his mind.

This familiar sense of crisis...

"Tongtong," he said without changing his expression, "it's too late to pick flowers today."

He Wanqing released her grip with satisfaction, giving him a "you know what's good for you" look.

Upon hearing this, Tongtong immediately pouted, her lips agape: "Then Tongtong wants flowers tomorrow too."

Mo Ye smiled and ruffled her hair: "Tongtong, come pick them yourself tomorrow."

Tongtong thought for a moment and nodded: "Okay."

Mo Ye thought she would forget about it soon...

P.S.: Happy Lantern Festival!

May everyone's life be like a wish-fulfillment novel, with a constant stream of triumphs and triumphs!

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