Mr Bo's Spoiling His Sweet Wife

After Tang Shi closed the door, he was relieved to see Tang Wei eat fried eggs and bacon. He cleaned up the tableware and said to Tang Wei, "you can't make yourself sick on purpose next time, OK? If you miss me, let Bo Ye call me and tell me that I will come to see you

"Mommy is only good at fried eggs." Tang Wei licked his lips, "have you practiced this many times?"

Tang poetry was stiff. How could she say it? She had practiced countless times in the kitchen to meet the special requirements of thin night's strange five degree cooked rice, so as to grasp the heat properly?

She made up an excuse, "your uncle taught me that."

"It seems that my uncle is still clever." Tang Wei shook his head and said, "Mommy, the dishes you cook only meet the requirement of being able to eat. What's more, I don't ask too much."

"Stinky boy!" Tang poetry used to pinch Tang Wei's face, "when you're full, you start to run wild, don't you?"

Although he said so, he suddenly remembered one thing in his mind.

She seems to be used to frying an extra egg.

……

Big! It's a matter! no Good!

Because standing in the kitchen of Bo Yejia, the familiar scene reminds her of too many details, so she also made an extra fried egg along the way for breakfast! And it's special for thin night Five! Points! Cooked!

Tang Shi buried her face in the palm of her hand. My God, she must go down and pour the egg now!

Thinking while doing something, Tang Shi opened the door and rushed to the kitchen downstairs with Tang Wei's good tableware. However, as soon as he got downstairs, he saw thin night standing at the table, wiping his mouth gracefully - the egg had been eaten.

Tang Shi's face was pale, "thin night you..."

Thin night did not speak, eyes fell on Tang Shi's pale face, did not speak, conveniently grabbed one side of the suit coat - he was going to work.

Tang poetry so straight Leng Leng looked at thin night went out, even did not have time to export to explain a sentence, that is not I specially made for you, just because of habit.

Looking at the shadow of thin night disappearing at the end of his sight, Tang poetry laughs two absurdly.

Then two clear tears fell from her face. She slowly slid down against the wall beside the stairs and buried her face in her palm again.

Habit, you listen, what terrible and ridiculous words

Five years ago, everything she had been trying to please and pursue fell apart in an instant.

Bo Ye, do you know, once my dream was that you ate the sun eggs I made by myself, but this dream was not realized until today, five years later.

And interposed in between, only her a person, indelible unilateral pay.

Tang poetry had to admit that even in prison, she had cherished the last minute of cautious hope and love, and hoped that Bo ye would come again to save her. This silly idea left her body with the blood when she was pregnant and almost died on the operating table.

At the end of despair, she dragged her body, which was not anesthetized, so she was put into prison again. Since then, thin night, I have exhausted my breath for you. Since I can't get together well, I will die!

Tang poetry raised his head that moment, laugh out tears, thin night, because of love you, this world, I live like a purgatory!