"Well, I’m glad you’re not tired."
"What’s there to be tired of? It’s good to have dad’s heart." It’s like being gentle and happy, and it doesn’t feel awkward and sad at all
It’s not sad to pay a little more. It’s sad to give up before you pay.
Teng always raised his hand and put it behind his head, then continued to appreciate his wife looking for clothes.
"By the way, take me out, too?" He added.
"Ok, which one are you wearing today?" Gentle while looking for his clothes from the cupboard, in fact, his styles are almost the same, so although I asked, I still raised my hand and picked up a set first, and then turned to show him this set.
"Very good" Teng always praised.
Looking at the bed with a gentle smile, the slightly lazy guy walked up to him with his clothes on his arms and sat beside him.
"Hey, what are you thinking?" Gentle and curious, ask him what he feels he is thinking.
"It’s a secret," Teng always wanted to think and said mysteriously.
"Do you want to hide secrets from me?" Gentle unhappy stare at him.
"Of course," although he said that, his eyes were full of tenderness, raising his hand and gently stroking her hair to the front. Now watching her hair grow longer every day, I feel softer and better.
Gentleness bumps into his dark eyes when he looks up, and his mouth is full of smiles, and then he raises his hand to cover his face for you to see.
Teng always grabbed the clothes and threw them away, and then sat up half-way. The * posture was just a sudden kiss on the back of his wife’s head.
Gentle and stunned, it was the kiss that was too entangled, and then made her nervous and gradually lost in his wonderful kissing skills.
The latter family of six drove to Professor Yuan and Professor Teng, and Professor Yuan said that you didn’t remember Saturday while cleaning up at home.
"Hum, do you remember?" Professor Teng twisted his eyebrows and went to the sofa to sit. Professor Yuan just finished cleaning up.
Professor Yuan took a look at her husband and then sighed but didn’t speak again.
He just kept his mouth shut, but she changed it now.
Is this a turn of events?
Today, the weather is still a little gloomy, but everyone’s mood is not too bad. Teng Yun parked the car gently and hit the door by himself. The three little guys behind the car also tried to open the door by themselves. In fact, it was still very difficult.
When Teng Yun walked by, Teng Bao was already knocking on the door, and then he gave it back, and Teng Bao almost jumped away.
Teng Yun couldn’t help laughing when he looked at the big son in shock, and then he was scared when he asked?
"Nothing," Tengbao said proudly at once.
Tengyun, of course, put his heart at ease. Naturally, it seems that he has the courage.
At noon, a family of six had lunch at Professor Teng’s. At noon, Teng Yun naturally accompanied him to leave the children with Professor Teng and Professor Yuan.
When I was building, I was gentle and said I could go by myself.
"Forget it. I’m afraid you’ll do something stupid without me by your side."
Gentle …
"When have I ever done something stupid?"
"at any time"
Gentle …
The latter two drove to the supermarket together and gently bought a roast duck for the master to give a slice.
Master also talked to Gentle about why you didn’t come to buy it this week. I think you will come on time every week and save the last one for you.
"Ah, Zhou has something else to do, but I’m still very touched to hear you say that. Thank you." Gentle and polite way is actually very exciting.
"So what? You are our old customer."
Gentleness stopped talking and smiled.
Tengyun watched the master slice of duck carefully as if to steal the craft.
Looking at Teng Yun gently, I still whispered to Master, Master, do you mind taking an apprentice?
When the master heard this, he raised his head and then looked at Teng Yun, who pushed the shopping cart and walked towards the side to pretend that he didn’t know anything.
Gentle couldn’t help laughing. Master whispered, is that your husband?
"Yes, how does it look?"
"Not bad enough for you," the master nodded and recognized.
Gentle and sweet in my heart, the master once said that he was in his forties and seemed to have no face value, but he was very real.
"How old is he?" The master asked
"Ah, less than forty" looked at the teacher’s expression tenderly and then thought about it before saying.
Master …
"Master, how old are you?" Gentleness can’t remember clearly.
Master …
"Look is in their early forties" gentle and answer yourself.
"Ha, ha, miss Wen, that’s a nice thing to say. Shall I give you more sauce and cookies?" The master said, set the plate and gave the cookies and sauce an extra helping.
Gentle look at the master’s smugness and low smile.
In fact, age can’t be too persistent.
For example, manager Teng can’t stand the pursuit of gentleness younger than him.
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