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[198] Uncle Color and the Philosopher

【198】Uncle and the Philosopher

This is a piano recital, and the performers are students from the Conservatory of Music.

The face is full of vitality and sunshine, and notes full of hope are played under the fingertips. Although it is still a jerky performance, it still makes people feel the vigorous and powerful passion.

After listening to five performances, the actors on the stage took a break. He leaned over, leaned into her ear and whispered, "Isn't this prenatal education powerful?"

"The tickets are free, right? I haven't seen any sexy beauties. This is not to your taste. It's only suitable for me, who is young and fresh." She winked at him.

"Oh, I brought a sexy one myself. I like touchable sex now." He chuckled.

"Bah, you're the only one who can talk nonsense! But it's really nice to hear." She leaned toward him, blinked slightly, and looked at the empty stage. Being young is good, you can play freely and write to your heart's content.

This is a private room. Even if he is listening to young music, he will still choose the best environment.

He glanced at her, reached out and took her into his arms.

The soft hair was filled with fragrance, and the smooth forehead was smeared with a jade-like luster by the light. His fingers penetrated her black hair and gently kneaded it back and forth.

She made a sound like a cat, and continued to slide down, leaning on his legs, and her hands touched his legs here and there.

"If you touch me again, I will open a second battlefield!" His voice was a little hoarse.

"Then, here is your second battlefield." Ran Mi raised her eyes to look at him and pressed his hand on his face.

He narrowed his eyes, took her hand, and said with a smile: "You are the one. Apply some honey and hold it." He said, touching her rose petal-like lips again, "This is the third one."

battlefield……"

"Don't listen!" Ran Mi's scalp exploded, sparks quickly flew through the cerebral cortex, and her mind couldn't help imagining the scene he said.

He smiled, placed his hand on the back of her head, and gently touched the scar.

"Does it look like a leprosy? I hate this!" She frowned and moved his fingers away.

"Why do you hate it? This is your lifetime experience. You have to accept the good and the bad." He breathed a sigh of relief, held her finger, and took her to touch the marks that life had left on her.

Ran Mi was a little stunned. She suddenly transformed from a perverted uncle to a philosopher. This span was too big!

It is said that a woman is a book, but Ran Mi feels that Li Yichuan is like a book. This man can be as broad as the sea, as soft as cotton, and as strong as iron.

"Why are you looking at me like this?" He pinched her soft earlobe, pulled it, and asked her with a smile.

Look, even her smile is so charming!

Ran Mi frowned and whispered, "What should I do? I'm starting to admire you."

"Very good, it should have been like this a long time ago. My husband is the sky and the earth, and you have to be centered on me." He raised his long eyebrows and smiled.

"Ha, that's a beautiful idea." Ran Mi kicked off her shoes, shrank down to the sofa, rested her head on his legs, gently stroked her lower abdomen with her hand, took a gentle breath, and whispered: "From now on.

Okay, we are together as a family."

His eyes fell on her fingers, and he suddenly picked her up. He squatted in front of the sofa, put his ear to her thin sweater, and listened to the baby's movements.

"Hey, she's about the size of a soybean, what can you hear?"

"Shh..." He raised his finger and narrowed his eyes.

"Can you really hear it?" she laughed.

"Don't make any sound, she's talking to me."

"screw you!"

"Really, she is saying, Dad, you are so handsome!"

His serious look made Ran Mi laugh out loud.

"Did she say that I am so beautiful? So beautiful?"

"She said, Mom, you are so stupid, why didn't you come to dad's arms earlier? Give birth to me earlier, eat delicious food, play fun..."

He put his fingers in, gently held her waist, turned his face, and kissed her belly through the sweater.

She let him kiss her for a while, then the music started again.

He stood up, kissed her on the lips, sat down properly, and said seriously: "Prenatal education has begun again."

How does it feel like the opening lines of a cartoon, Donald Duck and Mickey Mouse - the show begins?

She leaned on his shoulder and closed her eyes to enjoy the relaxation and comfort that the music brought to her. This was the first prenatal education class that mom and dad had with their baby. It felt so good!

Li Yichuan looked at her with eyes full of love.

He discovered that if she actually stepped back, we could get along very well without restricting her freedom too much. If she wanted to see a friend, she could just go with him. She was a domestic cat, no matter how wild her heart, she just wandered around.

She came back, hugged him softly and charmingly, and huddled with him to keep warm.

Her breathing gradually became even, and she slid down from his arms to his legs. He covered her body with his coat, and after only pressing it for a while, his legs began to feel a little sore and numb.

He moved his waist carefully and looked down at her. His snow-white neck was bent, and his cheeks were rosy, much plumper than before.

The two housekeepers hired by the family were very good at cooking. Under his instructions, they cooked delicious soup for her in different ways every day. In one month, she suddenly gained seven kilograms. This speed is incredible!

There were a total of twelve students and twenty-four piano pieces, but she fell asleep after listening to only five pieces. Mr. Li straightened his arms and waist, not wanting to wake her up.

Sometimes it was exciting, sometimes it was joyful, and sometimes it calmed him like the music of a stream flowing through the fresh woods. His first half of life was full of turmoil, and he was also rich and wealthy, but only at this time, with his wife in his arms, did he feel that this life was worth moving forward.

.

The last note was like a bird folding its wings, finally stopping, and the audience burst into thunderous applause.

"Well..."

She was awakened by the applause, quickly opened her eyes, and looked at the stage in confusion.

"I actually fell asleep." She rubbed her temples and sat up, turning to look at him.

"Um……"

He rubbed his sore arms and legs and took a long breath.

"Why didn't you wake me up?"

Ran Mi understood and quickly kneaded him.

When his fingers touched his arm, it felt like millions of mosquitoes were squirming under his skin, which made him even more uncomfortable. He yelped a few times, raised his stiff arms, jumped up from the sofa with a flick of his feet, and jumped up from the sofa.

I waved my arm several times, and then I felt the blood flowing smoothly.

Ran Mi looked up at him for a while, then tugged at the corner of his clothes and whispered:

"Why are you so nice to me?"

"It's strange. If I'm not good to you, who should I be good to? Do you think it's easy to chase you? You've aged more than ten years in vain." He smiled for a while and stretched out his hand to her.

She slapped his palm hard, gritted her teeth and said, "You call this robbery, and you call it cheating and kidnapping!"

"Heh... I've already robbed you. Accept your fate and leave quickly." He held her hand tightly and pulled her out.

"Why are you in such a hurry? How about it? Does it sound good?" Ran Mi asked him.

"It's not bad." He nodded and said seriously: "It's just that I don't have much style. The advantage is that I am young and have a bright future."

"It sounds like you are so old!" Ran Mi laughed.

"You are not old, thirty." He turned to look at her and said in a deep voice: "There is a generation gap between the age of three and there are two between you and me."

"What a wide ditch!" she giggled, causing the audience leaving the venue to look at her, and some people's eyes directly went to her chest.

She realized what she was doing, hugged his arm tightly, and complained in a low voice, when did the world become impure? Well, you and your breasts are connected together.

"As long as you are innocent, you can save the world."

He smiled, clasped her fingers, and strode out of the theater with her.

At this time, the lanterns were beautifully decorated, and the people leaving the venue rushed in all directions, running towards their respective bright directions.

"It's three minutes past nine. Go to the hospital? Go home? Where?" He turned to look at her.

She thought for a while, looked around, pointed at the building opposite, and said with a smile: "Show the baby some clothes."

"Let's go." His eyes lit up, and he pulled her away.

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At nine o'clock in the shopping mall, people are still at their peak. He always wants to give the best to the people around him, so he goes straight to the brand counter. Ran Mi doesn't think so. After all this, she feels that life can be casual and enjoyable.

It's secondary, having these is happiness, it doesn't matter if you don't have them. Children can't be spoiled since they were young, they have to be made to be independent and strong like Li Yichuan.

However, he does things in a way that does not allow others to resist, and if he says to use good things, then it is the best.

Ran Mi would be asking for trouble if she didn't argue with him about this. Besides, these little clothes and shoes look so cute! She was too happy to argue with him.

He showed great patience. Shopping is a test of a man's physical strength and endurance, not to mention someone like him. But today he not only accompanied her to visit three counters, but also visited the last counter.

I sat down there and let her choose slowly.

"Look at this."

She brought a small piece of clothing over and held it up to his eyes. She smiled so brightly that when he saw it, he couldn't help but be happy with her.

"Not bad." He nodded, put one hand on his chin, and waved the other hand in the air.

"This?" She took out another one, a pink one with bunny ears on the pocket.

He touched the rabbit's ears and smiled, "This is better, little rabbit, Ran Rabbit's little rabbit..."

His tongue-twisting words made the salesperson hesitate. Ran Mi understood and hit him on the shoulder with a small piece of clothing, asking someone to pick it up and choose again.

"Li Yichuan, um... Wei Jia and Xiao Feng are officially dating, did you know?"

"Yeah." He responded calmly.

"You won't object, right?" she asked again.

"Is it useful? She's not stupid. She can feel and see. If she can persist, it's her business." He raised his eyebrows.

Wei Jia has his ex-wife in his heart, and he thinks Ran Mi knows it better than anyone else.

"Maybe it's victory?" Ran Mi smiled, picked up a small dress decorated with lace and showed it to him, "Look at this, how beautiful it is."

"The child wants to wear cotton, please put it down, ah." He only glanced at it and then turned his head.

"What if it's a girl? Do you want a son? In fact, I want a daughter. I can have a son-in-law in the future and let me take charge. In fact, I think my mother-in-law is very majestic, but it's a pity that my mother can't enjoy it." She rambled,

A man talks to himself.

He listened from behind with a smile on his face.

"Mr. and Mrs. are so affectionate." The sales lady also looked on and smiled.

Ran Mi turned to look at Li Yichuan, brought a small hat over and put it on his head, "Put it on and I'll take a picture."

"It's so ugly." He touched Little Red Riding Hood, his face contorted.

"Come on, come on, let me take the photo." She smiled and held his shoulder, refusing to let him take it away.

Seeing her twisting, he had no choice but to put down his hands and let her take a few photos of him. Ran Mi looked at him on the screen and was so happy. The little pointed red hat, the helpless and twisted handsome face, just like

Just like the wolf grandmother in the fairy tale.

"Save it forever." She put away her phone, held his face and shook it, and whispered: "Mr. Li is so gentle now, I have to be gentler to you. I will cook for you tomorrow. Look at you, you are so thin."

Now, I want you to make up for it."

"It's an honor. Please give me some tiger whip. I need a lot of food." He stood up and asked someone to pack it.

The salesperson was laughing happily, firstly because the business was easy, and secondly because he was such a good man standing next to a pregnant woman and eating tiger whip.

"I'm willing to give it to you, but I'm afraid the skin on your hands will peel off." Ran Mi glared at him and strode out.

He smiled and watched her go to another counter, picked up a few paper bags, and then slowly followed her.

"Let me ask you, would you like it if I gave birth to a daughter?" She turned her head and asked him seriously.

"I like it, but I have to continue living." He raised his eyebrows and spoke slowly.

"Why do you prefer boys over girls?" Ran Mi stamped her feet and glared at him.

"Are you stupid? How lonely a child can be." He then laughed. It was really fun to tease her.

"Fuck you, how about having a litter?" Ran Mi squinted and bit her red lips.

"Are you a pig?" He drew out his voice longer and longer, and the tone continued to rise.

"Ah! You are not allowed to quarrel with me. If you want to win, you have to admit defeat!" Ran Mi couldn't argue with him, so she cheated.

"I lost, Mrs. Pig." He raised his hands and said seriously.

"Are you Mr. Pig?" Ran Mi stared at her dumbfounded.

"Wrong, didn't you say I am a Li tiger? In fact, tigers like to eat pork! Especially the little pig's. Wash them clean, put them under your body, put some honey on them and eat them..."

As he spoke, he quietly raised his legs, and as soon as he finished speaking, he ran away.

Ran Mi was stomping her feet and punching her fists on the spot, her teeth itching with anger.

However, I am so happy that I want to fly.

Ran Mi thought, is this married life? It’s really beautiful!

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A week later.

Zhao Jing paid the money as promised, and the advertisement started to officially run. He also called Ran Mi and thanked her. Ran Mi was very happy to be able to help people.

Pushing open Wei Jia's office, Ran Mi saw Paul poking out his sexy ass, shaking it back and forth, holding a pink pajamas with his fingers, waving it around, and kept yelling.

"Look at the color of this bow, look at the proportions, how ugly it is! Are there no truly inspired designers? Translation, translation is also a problem, and they can't translate my words properly.

"

Ran Mi walked over, slapped his butt with a bag, and said with a smile:

"Paul, who can translate your words well? One moment you are like this, the next moment you are like that."

"You spanked me?" Paul turned his head and looked at her in shock.

"Hey, are you still shy?" Ran Mi couldn't help laughing.

"I don't like women spanking me, it's very dirty." He sneered and said something back to her.

"Okay, I'm sorry." Ran Mi choked, twisted her neck stiffly, and looked at Wei Jia who was snickering on the side. She actually forgot about his quirks. She was not the beauty in Paul's eyes, Li Xiaofeng was.

"Why are you free to come here today?" Wei Jia stood up, pulled out a chair for her, and asked her to sit down.

"I've wanted to come here for a long time to help Xiaomeng get discharged from the hospital."

Ran Mi smiled and looked around. Everything in this sweet was full of romantic elements. Blue was the main tone, indirectly interspersed with pink, which completely satisfied the romantic fantasies in the hearts of little girls and women.

"How is the recovery going?" Wei Jia asked with concern.

"Still can't leave. Let's go for rehabilitation in the spring. I'm in a hurry now because I'm afraid she won't be able to bear it." Ran Mi showed a hint of sadness. "Xu Jie'an's mother adopted the baby." Wei Jia held her hands on the

On the table, he looked at her and said.

"That's good. It will also be a spiritual support for Mrs. Xu." Ran Mi nodded.

"Haha, yes, there are many good people." Wei Jia nodded and went over to pour her a glass of water.

"I won't give you any more coffee. Please drink water."

"Stop drinking. Please translate for me and tell them my thoughts..."

"It's not thoughts, it's ideas. How can you let others understand you?" Ran Mi has a headache. This is a genius designer, but also a designer who has no patience to communicate. He is afraid that even the translator will scold him countless times.

"You go, Wei Jiahui will hire you with a lot of money." Paul shook her shoulders again.

"Okay, I'll help my friend." She stood up, shook her purse, and said, "However, I don't want a large sum of money to hire you. Just stand at the door and say loudly that Ran Mi is a great beauty."

"How could I tell lies?" Paul glared at her, muttered dissatisfied and walked out.

"Paul, you can pass your genius design to them through my translator, and they can draw what you want."

Ran Mi laughed, folded her arms, and waited for him to admit defeat.

Paul twisted his waist and walked away, just like an old Chinese saying, no force can be surrendered...

"Am I that ugly?" Ran Mi was shocked.

"Paul likes to joke and often says in front of me that you are the most beautiful oriental beauty he has ever seen."

"Really? Actually, you think I look like your wife, so you flatter me on purpose."

Ran Mi was joking with him, Wei Jia pursed her lips, and a faint light flashed through her blue eyes, which was a little cold.

"So, do you want to come sweet with us? Miss Ran?" He stood up and stretched out his hand to her.

Ran Mi thought for a moment, shook hands with him, and nodded in agreement.

Li Yichuan no longer restricts her freedom now, she can do whatever she wants. She may lack capital as a designer, but she can do it as a translator. Maybe one day a book will be published called Designer Paul...

The two of them want to take an international route, and they are bound to contact people from various countries. The name sweet has filled the company with the atmosphere of dreams. Ran Mi has already pursued the dream of family, and also wants to have a dream of working.

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Go back from sweet.

When the car was turning at an intersection, it suddenly ran out of gas. Ran Mi was a little surprised because she only refilled it yesterday!

Fortunately, there were not many cars here, otherwise it would have caused a traffic jam. She reluctantly parked the car on the side of the road and called the rescue team. Today was an impromptu decision, and the bodyguards were still busy decorating the baby's house in the villa.

A car stopped beside me, it was a white Mazda.

"Miss Ran, what a coincidence. Has the car broken down?" Zhao Jing looked at her with a smile.

"Yes." Ran Mi nodded with a smile.

"My company is upstairs, go and have a seat." Zhao Jing pointed to the building on the roadside.


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