On the way back to the car, Wen Tong and Ding Ding sat in the back. The little guy was playing with toys in his hands, but his ears were perked up to listen to the adults talking.
"You can take Ding Ding to school tomorrow. I have already made arrangements there."
Because of Ding Ding's food poisoning a while ago, Beichen Xiao forcibly kicked him out of school. After that, he contacted the best elementary school in Bincheng and planned to send Ding Ding to study there. However, things kept going on during this period and Ding Ding did not officially
Report to school.
"There are all children from rich families. I'm afraid he won't be used to it," Wen Tong said worriedly.
"Then what kind of person do you think his father is?" Beichen Xiao snorted.
"I didn't mean that...forget it." Wen Tong stopped talking and lowered his head to play with his son.
Tintin asked curiously: "Mom, am I going to a new school again?"
"Ding Ding, don't miss your homework. You have been absent for many days."
"Mom, don't worry, you can make new friends when you go to the new school." He stood up, jumped to the middle of the seat, put his small hands around Bei Chenxiao's neck, and said happily: "As long as it is arranged by dad,
I am willing to do both."
Bei Chenxiao turned his head and smiled at the little guy, a tacit understanding between father and son was reached.
Since her son had no objection, Wen Tong did not object anymore.
No parent would complain if his example is too good.
"Ding Ding, come here, don't disturb your father while he's driving." Wen Tong reached out and pulled his son into his arms. He immediately sat obediently next to Wen Tong, his eyes narrowed and he smiled like a crescent moon.
"By the way." Wen Tong remembered what he said about going to Country Y, and asked, "When are we leaving?"
"The fifteenth of this month."
"The fifteenth?" She lengthened her voice slightly, as if she was thinking about something.
"What's wrong? Are you busy that day?"
Ding Ding blinked his big eyes, raised his little hand and said, "No. 15 is mother's..."
Wen Tong hurriedly covered the child's mouth and shook her head to signal him not to speak.
The little guy immediately nodded obediently.
Wen Tong let go of his hand and rubbed his son's little face, "It's nothing, just book a flight."
The movements of mother and son all fell into Beichen Xiao's eyes in the rearview mirror, and he had a vague idea in his mind.
But he said: "There is no need to book a flight, there is a special plane."
She was slightly surprised, but soon regained her composure. She almost forgot that he was an important person.
The mother and son returned to their small house, and Lin Dong cleaned the house clean, especially their room.
Bei Chenxiao put down his luggage bag, and Ding Ding came over with a water glass. He stood on tiptoes like a puppy and handed it to his hand, "Dad, drink water."
Bei Chenxiao took it, smiled and touched his head.
He chuckled, twisted his little buttocks, and went to pour Wen Tong water again.
Beichenxiao looked at her room. It was not big and very simple. Most of it was children's things.
He took a sip of water and watched her bend over to pick up the clothes in her bag and hang them up one by one. Following her movements, a strand of hair beside her ear swung back and forth playfully.
He could faintly see the two scars between the long black hair, like two hidden arrows shooting into his heart.
"Beichen Xiao, you go to work." Wen Tong turned around and found that he was still there, and Wen Tong began to chase him away.
He didn't speak, but walked over silently.
As soon as the tall figure approached, Wen Tong's whole body became tense.
He stood in front of her and raised his hands. Wen Tong wanted to retreat out of habit, but she heard him say: "Don't move."
He took out a hair tie from the makeup box on the bed, inserted his slender fingers into her hair, and gently rubbed the scarred area twice. Following the movements of his fingers, a few strands of hair were turned over.
He came over and covered the scar. He took her hair with one hand and awkwardly tied a ponytail behind her head with a hairband.
After finishing, he held her shoulders, lowered his head and looked around, seeming to be very satisfied with his virginity.
Wen Tong stared blankly at the man's serious eyebrows, and a small warmth surged in her heart.
When I was in school, I read a lot of history books and also liked poetry and songs. Therefore, I still remember the sentence "We must stay together when we know each other. There is no way to besieged the city. When we tie a husband and wife letter, a strand of black hair is as deep as a thread."
He had no idea what the man meant by tying up the woman's hair, or maybe he just tied up her hair on a whim.
She slowly lowered her eyebrows, and even the ends of her hair were dyed red.
She is young to begin with, and with her hair tied up like this, she looks like a girl in her late teens, exuding the aura of youth.
He couldn't help it, and kissed her softly on her forehead.
"Mom." Ding Ding ran in like a whirlwind, holding a milk glass in his hand.
The little guy has been there for so long, and it turns out he was giving Wen Tong hot milk.
Wen Tong hurriedly pushed Bei Chenxiao away, her milky white face covered with shyness. Fortunately, she was not seen by her son, otherwise, her head would have been nowhere to be found.
"Mom, drink milk." Ding Ding held up the cup with both hands and handed it over.
"Baby, you're so good." Wen Tong took the milk cup and pressed it against his tender little face.
He kissed Wen Tong on the face, turned around and hugged Bei Chenxiao's thigh, "Dad, dad..."
"Ting Ding, don't pester your father, he has to go to work."
"Oh." Ding Ding reluctantly let go of his hand and his little mouth bulged.
From now on, I won’t be able to see my father every day, which is so sad.
"You hurry up and leave." Wen Tong urged. If he let the child be greedy for a while, he would be even more reluctant to let him go.
Bei Chenxiao looked at his watch, then touched the little guy's wilting head, and finally, through the crestfallen little guy, he secretly kissed his mommy.
Wen Tong blushed and said angrily: "Go away quickly, it's really annoying."
The tone was soft and tangy, like freshly made white and tender glutinous rice cakes.
If the little guy hadn't been there, he might have been able to do something that would make a bully forcefully bow his bow.
He thought to himself that he was attracted to this woman. Just listening to the voice made his lower abdomen feel hot and he wanted to strip her naked and take possession of her immediately.
He tried to stay calm and suddenly recited a poem to drive away his distracting thoughts, "It's such a joy to have friends come from afar."
After reading, leave.
Wen Tong and his son looked at each other, making puzzled expressions at the same time.
Where is this?
Lin Dong became famous in Beixing Orange Entertainment. With his excellent communication skills and unyielding perseverance, he signed advertising orders one after another. When he returned home and saw the mother and son, his smile blossomed even more boldly.
The three of them were talking and laughing at the dinner table, and the days seemed to have returned to the past.
However, the gears of life have changed direction, and some things are destined to become entangled and penetrate deeper.