Chapter 610 : Self-knowledge of warmth and coldness: Be gentle with the devil
Everything is clear now. What I want to own is not only his present, but also his future. As for the past...that's all.
If possible, I hope that all the past, those joys and sorrows, will come to an end! Starting tomorrow, I just hope to open another brand new page and start a new beginning.
But the reality doesn’t seem to be what I want
"Damn woman, don't move"
"Oops, you bit my tongue!"
"Don't move even if I tell you." "But I'm so tired!"
"Then you hug me instead"
"Who wants to hug you...hey, be gentle"
"No, the key is to be comfortable."
"It hurts, devil, be gentle"
"Shut up, I'm giving you a massage and talking nonsense."
"It really hurts... ugh... ow..."
"Xiaoye, eat more"
"Although my aunt is not as good as your chef, these are what Qingqing likes to eat."
"Come, eat this...this..." It was almost noon, and I got up lazily after Yan Ye's coaxing. After washing, I sat at the dining table, and my mother ignored me in a "patriarchal" way.
Existence, Yan Yeyi's rice bowl has been piled up into a mountain of food before he is willing to give up
Seeing their "deep love between mother and son", I had no choice but to sit aside and chew the tasteless white rice listlessly.
Yan Yeyi felt much better. He sat next to me and ate quietly.
I looked at Yiyi and Ah Fu who were sharing a big plate and eating in harmony. It really looked like an ordinary family having lunch.
"Cough...Pfft..." He was lazy and accidentally bit his tongue. He just wanted to look at Yan Yeyi, but unfortunately he sprayed him in the face.
I was dumbfounded subconsciously, waiting for my mother to brew it
"You didn't mean it, does the bite hurt?" When even Afu and Yiyi felt something was wrong and stopped to look at the "storm" of our dinner table, Yan Yeyi actually looked after me distressedly in front of my mother.
I slid my eyes flat, hunched my neck and looked at my mother carefully.
Hey! Mom continued to eat her meal with an expression that had nothing to do with her, and seemed to pretend she didn't see anything. What kind of airplane was she doing? I thought she was going to roar again.
"Yeah, I'm fine." I smiled knowingly, lest a time bomb exploded.
"Ring, ring, ring..." Then there was silence. As soon as my mother put down the dishes, her cell phone suddenly rang.