Three-year-old Bei Bingxue huddled in Shangguantang's arms, tilting her little head to listen to her mother talk about her and her father, and asking a question from time to time.
Shangguan Tang smiled fondly. This was the little girl she and Bei Xijue adopted a year ago. Che'er had always wanted a younger sister, but no matter how hard she tried, she gave birth to a little boy. She looked back.
The little boy in the cradle was sucking his fingers, secretly swearing in his heart that she would never have another baby, it hurt so much!
"Mommy?"
"The right one is the person who is destined to be with you and protect you all your life. Mommy's right one is daddy."
The pink little girl pouted, as if she remembered something.
"Then what does Xueer's Mr. Right look like?"
"Xue'er's true love will be good to Xue'er, love Xue'er, protect Xue'er, and stay with Xue'er all his life."
Bei Bingxue's eyes widened, as if in disbelief.
The corners of Shangguan Tang's mouth twitched and he began to regret telling his three-year-old daughter such profound things. She must not have understood.
"Then Mommy, will there be any signs on Mr. Right's body?"
"Yes, your dad has a red mole on his butt!"
When this was mentioned, Shangguan Tang became excited. She had only seen the red mole on his butt once. No matter how she coaxed him, he refused to drink. If he didn't drink, he couldn't see it. It was such a pity, such a pity. I really wanted to see it again.
In the evening, when Bei Xijue came back from the company, Bei Bingxue flew over like a bird and threw herself into his arms.
"Daddy, kiss."
Bei Xijue smiled, bent down, and let Bei Bingxue give her a kiss on the cheek. Out of the corner of her eye, she caught a glimpse of her five-year-old son's face, which looked disgusting.
"Husband, you are back -"
Bei Xijue shuddered. This sound was so irritating that it wouldn't pay for his life.
Shangguan Tang wore a cute apron around his waist and shuttled between the kitchen and the living room with a plate in his hand.
"Husband, Che'er, Xue'er, it's time to eat."
Bei Xijue twitched his lips, carried Bei Bingxue to the dining table, and sat down himself.
"Husband, what do you want to eat? I'll get it for you."
Bei Xijue raised his eyebrows and looked at the dishes on the table.
"What's this?"
"Well, these are drunken shrimps, these are rice wine chicken nuggets, these are rice wine meatballs..."
"Shangguantang, you definitely did it on purpose!"
"Well, Xue'er said she likes it."
Shangguan Tang looked away guiltily and put all the blame on the innocent Bei Bingxue. The latter nodded hurriedly and blankly, eliciting a light sigh from Che'er. Xueer hurriedly lowered her head and scooped up the rice obediently.
"Tangtang, are you sure you want me to eat it?"
"Yeah, yeah."
"Then, as my wife wishes."
An hour later, Che'er and Xue'er were watching TV in the living room. Shangguantang packed up and pulled Bei Xijue's sleeve: "Husband, I bought a new dress today, can you help me take a look?"
Bei Xijue nodded, and she hurriedly pulled him upstairs.
On the sofa, Xue'er shuddered and secretly glanced at Che'er beside her. Mommy was so good, how could she leave her alone?
In the bedroom, Shangguan Tang mysteriously entered the dressing room alone. After a while, a little head emerged.
"Husband, the zipper on my back can't be zipped up. Can you help me zip it up?"
Bei Xijue was in a good mood. It was obvious at a glance what this little woman was thinking. He would definitely pay the price tonight.