MTL - You Have Guts!-Chapter 57 Start reading
Zi Yan looked at Chu Yanshen on the sofa. She felt that she might be too stupid. Why didn't she understand these things? According to him, divorce is not the best result, why did he disagree, Why do you make yourself so embarrassed, do you want to make yourself not hate him, still feel guilty.
If these two reasons are completely unnecessary, she doesn't hate him, but she is sad. Now she wants to open. There is no such thing as eternity in the world, not to mention that people will break up if they do n’t love. This is nothing, forcing them together is torture.
She is such a stupid person, she easily wants to understand these things, she doesn't want to shake herself, because she can accept it for the first time, and think it doesn't mean that she can accept the second time, she is far less strong, she Very cowardly.
"Wife, I love you, I love you ..."
The man on the sofa, the words uttered by drunken words, made Zi Zi smile bitterly. If it is acting, he may be too realistic. It is indeed the big boss of Chu, who can be a big boss and can also interpret infatuation. So in place, why he did this, Ziyi couldn't figure it out, and didn't even think about it, she felt tired.
I took a blanket from the inside and put it on him. I went to the room and called Professor Zheng with a cell phone. Yesterday the teacher called her again, saying that Su Ran could not go, and asked her if she changed her mind. This The opportunity is really rare, the teacher still wants to let her go with her.
Ziyi felt that maybe she could go out for a trip, instead of running away, calm down for a while and think about what to do in the future, so she agreed.
The teacher was very happy. The moment Zi Zi put down her mobile phone, she regretted it and shook her head. This indecision should be changed. If you can be more determined and decisive, maybe it won't get to where it is today.
The man outside might have taken notice of this, so that ’s what he did. What is love? Zi Zi looked out of the window. I do n’t know when it started. It rained outside. There was a lot of rain this fall. Yesterday the news also said There will be heavy rain in T city in the next three days, but now it is light rain.
It was autumn. At night, the temperature difference was large, and the rain on the puddles hit the windows, and soon it was covered with mist, and the lights outside became misty.
Ziyi's hand is on his belly. Sometimes I think that life is really amazing. Two completely irrelevant men and women, gene fusion can produce a new life. He or she inherits the genes of the two. , Sprout, born, grew up, is an independent life, but also continued their lives.
Even if it is only more than two months, Ziyi can still feel that she is a girl and her daughter. She will take good care of her, even if her father does not welcome her, but she still has a mother.
Chu Yan pinched the aching temples, sat up, found where he was, and hesitated for a moment. He clearly remembered that he was drinking with Qin Fei yesterday. Why did he come here?
Yan Shen looked at the blanket on her body for a moment of rejoicing, raised his head to the gaze of Shang Ziyu: "You ..."
Zixi said abnormally calmly: "Yesterday you drank too much. Qin Fei was afraid to return to the villa and no one would take care of you, so he sent here. Drinking too much alcohol hurts you, you should pay attention." He passed the honey water in his hand "There is no hangover medicine at home either. Drinking honey water is better."
Yan Shen took a sip, and the honey water was adjusted with warm water. It was not cold or hot. She drank it warm in the stomach. Yan Shen drank a whole cup and put it on the coffee table. She saw that she was wearing an apron. Can't help but said, "What do you do?"
Ziyu said, "Fried two eggs. I just went down and bought toast ham. You can get up and eat before leaving."
Ziyi's cooking can be described as horrible, but sandwiches are okay, because when she and Feng Yi lived abroad, they basically relied on this belly. Besides, there is no technical content, the only thing that can be called To make things a little harder is to fry the eggs. Even if the child is stupid, he basically learns after frying the eggs for six years. Therefore, the sandwich made by the child is quite a surprise.
It looks good, and the taste is acceptable. He always thought that Ziyi would not do this, and he didn't think about letting her learn. He didn't think it was important to cook or not, but now he suddenly felt that he could eat his wife. The things that are made are actually very happy. Even though these things are not worth mentioning at all compared to the chef, it just makes him feel like home. She is his wife.
Chu Yanshen ate all the sandwiches and looked up at Ziyu: "Wife, shall we go home?"
Zi Yan glanced at him without saying a word, Chu Yan sighed deeply: "Okay, I don't force you, let you think about it yourself." Looking at his watch, he stood up and said, "I should go to work." He hoped more She could keep him, even if she said a word, he would stay, but she just nodded and said, "Okay."
"Feng Yi, look, the aunt over there is so beautiful, even more beautiful than our Xiao Zhou teacher." Yue Qun kicked the ball to Feng Yi and sang out loud.
Yue Qun is a good friend of Feng Yi. The friendship between the two was a bit strange. When they entered the school, they didn't look good to each other. Later, the two had a fight and became their best friends. The two lived in a dormitory. In one class, the movement in and out are all together.
At the beginning, Yue Qun felt that Feng was very young and hated this kind of kid with a talented aura. After he became a good friend, he basically became Feng Yi's brain powder. In his eyes, Feng Yi had no idea , And everything.
In terms of study, no matter how difficult it is to reach Feng Yi, it is not a problem. In sports, let ’s take football as an example. Do n’t look at Feng Yi ’s young age. When he is on the football field, no one wants to take advantage of him. .
Even when playing games, the whole school, including seniors, were defeated by Feng Yi's men, so he served him. He also liked to tell Feng Yi if there was an aunt sitting in the stands there. When Yue Qun used to pick up the ball, Seeing that aunt's face, he quickly told Feng Yi just as he found the new continent.
Feng Yi didn't want to see. In his eyes, even a beautiful woman is useless, because his old lady is an out-of-the-box beauty. The beauty's living habits and the degree of confusion have given Feng Yi a certain degree. The shadow in his heart even affected his outlook on life.
He felt subconsciously that the beautiful women must be similar to his mother, so he thought he would never marry his wife in the future. He still likes smart women.
I had a private discussion with his dad on this issue, and his dad, who was confused by the niece, told him, "In this world, there are still smart and beautiful women, such as your mother." Then this topic Stopped, Feng Yi decided not to discuss such a sane problem with a blind man in love in the future, because the man could not give him any constructive opinion at all.
Therefore, pretty does not mean much to Feng Yi, but for the excitement of his friends, he still gave a glance to his face, this glance for a moment, and kicked the ball back to Yue Qundao: "What is pretty Auntie, that's my housemate. Let's go to the dormitory first. I'll go to you in a while. It's weird. Why is he here? Today is only Wednesday ... "
Leaving aside Yue Qun, Feng Yi ran over, Zi Zi looked at him in the stands for a long time.
This is the first time that Feng Yi's school has been here, and she has to admit Chu Yanshen's vision. The school is very good, let alone the facilities, and the atmosphere is very comfortable.
When she knew that her son was playing on the football field, she came over and sat in the stands for a while. There were two children on the big football field. One was her son Feng Yi, and the other was his son. Said friends Yue Qun.
She watched the two of them chasing on the court and kept laughing. It was quite moved. Zizi never knew that her son still had such a cheerful side. She always felt that her son was a little introverted, maybe she was too much of a mother. The waste has caused Feng Yi to grow up and mature prematurely and lose his child's innocence. His mother is indeed incompetent.
Feng Yi ran over, tilted his head and looked at Zi's face for a while and said, "Are you arguing again?"
Zizhen took out a handkerchief and wiped his forehead with sweat: "Why so many rackets are noisy, my mother just misses you, come and see you."
Feng Yi blinked, and his small face was lost in thought: "Hey, are you in trouble?"
Zi stunned: "In your eyes, isn't mom so stupid, often stupid?"
Feng Yi nodded his face very badly: "Well, and often, the reason is very creative."
Zixi pulled him to sit next to him: "It's my mother's fault that my family Feng Yi has bothered. In the future, my mother must change well and try not to get into trouble, or have some creative reasons for getting into trouble."
Feng Yi frowned and looked at his mother for a long time, saying quite heavy: "Well, are you telling me the truth, did you have any trouble? You are so weird today, I suspect that you are wearing my house Someone else is scratching. "
Zi Zi suddenly held him in his arms, Feng Yi struggled awkwardly twice, but he listened to his old woman saying, "Son, let mother hold for a while, just for a while."
Feng Yi couldn't move. For a long time Zizi let go of him and touched his face: "If, I mean, if, one day, my mother is gone, would you miss her?"
Feng Yi frowned even tighter: "Do you want to run away from home? Really arguing, but I still want to say that running away from home is very unwise. You should sit down and talk about problems between husband and wife."
Speaking suddenly, mysteriously, I got to my son's ear and whispered, "Tell you a secret, once a man falls in love with a woman, it will become unprincipled, such as father, so I do n’t have to leave If you leave home, as long as you ignore your father for two days, no matter what, your father will agree. "