"Well, I will take you there when I make money later!" Shen Mochen looked at the bright light blooming in Taozi's moist eyes and promised with a smile.
"Really? You can't lie to me!" Taozi happily took Shen Mochen's arm and rubbed her head on his shoulder.
"I'm not lying to you!" Shen Mochen looked into her eyes and said seriously: "But in exchange, you have to help me cook, wash clothes and clean the room."
"Well..." Taozi tilted her head and thought carefully, as if there was nothing wrong with her, "Okay, it's a deal!"
"Very good." The corners of Shen Mochen's lips raised a smile of success. The problem of housework distribution after marriage was solved so easily.
But Taozi had no idea that his simple words not only sold her completely, but also helped him count the money.
The next day, when Taozi woke up, she only heard a noise outside.
Sleepily, he hugged the quilt and sat up. Shen Mochen had already gotten up and gone out.
Taozi changed her clothes in a daze, put on her coat, and was about to go out to brush her teeth and wash her face. As soon as she opened the door, a small figure jumped directly into her arms.
"Aunt!" A clear child's voice sounded in my ears.
Tao Zi was startled, and the sleepy bug suddenly disappeared.
He lowered his head and took a closer look at the little man in his arms. He was a little boy who was only two or three years old. He had a fair and round face and a pair of dark blue eyes that seemed to be the most beautiful in summer.
The clear sky is blooming with bright light. On her head is soft brown hair, which is slightly curly and messy. She looks like a beautiful doll.
"Guo'er, come here!" A deep male voice sounded behind the little boy.
The little boy who looked like a doll obediently released his hands around Tao Zi's legs and walked over obediently.
Guo'er? Aunt?
Tao Zi was confused for a moment. What kind of drama was this being performed? Are they Yang Guo and Xiao Long Nu?
"Taozi, I haven't seen you for several years, and you have become a big girl!" Qin Ao walked to Taozi, reached out and touched her head, and gestured: "The last time I saw you, you just came to my house.
My waist has now reached my shoulders."
"Brother!" Taozi looked excitedly at the person in front of her. It turned out to be her brother, Qin Ao, whom she had not seen for many years.
"Guo'er, come and call aunt!" Qin Ao held the hand of the beautiful little boy and said to him in a deep voice.
"Auntie!" the little boy called out obediently, his voice soft and pleasant.
"Guoer, be good!" Taozi finally experienced the feeling of being an elder, but... why does this feel a bit strange... "He... he won't call him Qin Guo, right?"
"That's not true. Guo'er is his nickname. His real name is Qin Yihong. His mother is helping them make breakfast outside right now. My uncle asked me to wake you up."
"From the look of him, he must be a mixed race, right?" Taozi knelt down and looked at Guo'er curiously, and couldn't help but pinch his white and tender little face.
"Yes." Qin Ao nodded.
"My mother is American and my father is Chinese." Guo'er looked at Taozi squatting in front of him and said: "Mom is very beautiful, but aunt, you are even more beautiful than my mother, and my mother is not as dark as you.
She has straight and long hair, aunt, when Guo'er grows up, will you marry Guo'er?"
