Xiaojun entered the kitchen and saw that Luo Cheng was thinking about something while washing the dishes. To be precise, he was thinking about his mother.
It turns out that people who are lovesick will turn into stupid people. Although his father was not very smart before, he was not as exaggerated as he is now.
"Dad, Mommy is back..." As soon as Xiaojun finished speaking, Luo Cheng ran out of the kitchen in an instant.
Xiaojun moved a small stool and stood on it, planning to help wash the dishes.
Not long after, Luo Cheng came in again, lifted Xiaojun to the ground, and said in a deep voice: "Don't joke about this kind of thing again."
His heart flew through heaven, and finally fell into hell, dripping with blood. How could he endure this little piece of gold?
"I mean, when mommy comes back, I want to tell mommy that daddy is a good man." Xiaojun replied angrily.
He really didn't mean it, it was his father who was impatient and ran away after hearing half the words.
"Son, what do you think your mother is doing with that bastard Tang Shaobai now?" Luo Cheng pondered for a moment and asked.
Xiaojun shook his head, then shook his head.
He is not that Uncle Tang, how could he possibly know what his mother and Uncle Tang are doing?
"Tang Shaobai is so lustful, will he take the opportunity to hold your mother's hand and kiss your mother..." Luo Cheng stopped mid-sentence because he remembered Gong Si once said that you can't teach bad children.
Children who are so young really don't understand how many colors men can have when they grow up...
Tang's villa in the suburbs.
Gong Si was busy in the kitchen when she suddenly felt something was wrong behind her. She turned around and saw Tang Shaobai standing silently at the door of the kitchen, staring at her busy back in a daze.
"Are you hungry? You can eat it soon, just wait a moment." She said and tried a mouthful of soup and thought it tasted good, so she brought the soup to the table.
Then she fried three side dishes and served them to the table.
Tang Shaobai served the rice automatically and consciously, and the two of them immersed themselves in eating, with little communication during the period.
After dinner, Tang Shaobai went to wash the dishes as soon as possible. At first glance, they looked like a young couple who worked together, looking happy and harmonious.
When she was brought to the villa that Tang Shaobai had visited before, she actually didn't find it strange at all. She always felt that this was the place where Tang Shaobai would take her.
Just like she believed that Tang Shaobai would not harm her, even if she knew that there was Luo Chun hiding in Tang Shaobai's room who wanted to die, she always believed that Tang Shaobai loved her more than he hated her.
It turns out that she was right.
However, she still couldn't figure out Tang Shaobai's thoughts. Tang Shaobai would never touch her, let alone make excessive demands on her. The closest they got to each other was when Tang Shaobai corrected her wrong notes while playing the piano.
More often, Tang Shaobai would play a game of chess with her quietly, and he would make a pot of good tea and drink it with her facing the moon.
Such a peaceful life was something she had never experienced before, and it made her feel very peaceful. If women lived in ancient times and had such a final destination, they would surely be very happy, right?
That day after Tang Shaobai finished washing the dishes, he sat down opposite Gong Si and looked up at the bright jade-like moonlight in the sky.
"If you have a close friend in life, what more can you ask for?" Tang Shaobai murmured softly, looking at Gong Si who was covered with silvery gray by the moonlight, his eyes as clear and moist as before.
The woman's face was covered with a shallow halo, and she looked beautiful, but too beautiful to be true. Even if she was close to him, he still couldn't touch her heart, because her heart was with another man.
