"Stupid woman."

I can't make a joke.

Muyazhe led her hand into the warm shop.

Just walked into the door, he saw a child face excited lying in front of the bar, a pair of water smart eyes show the expected luster.

A short haired woman stood aside, helplessly looking at the child's silly appearance, and could not help pinching his cheek.

Looking at him, yunshishi can't help thinking of youyou when he was two or three years old.

Youyou especially likes sweets. Yunshishi sometimes takes him to the dessert shop when he gets off work early. The same is true for the little guy. He tiptoes in front of the display cabinet and looks at the sweets displayed in the refrigerator greedily.

Now it won't.

Yunshishi calls for a tea flavored puff and sits with moyazhe at the bar.

The shopkeeper brought a cream puff to the bar. The child couldn't wait to grab a puff and greedily deliver it to his mouth.

The shopkeeper was so amused by his lovely appearance that he laughed and joked, "how lovely your children are!"

The woman frowned and said lightly, "how about lovely words for you? This little guy is very noisy. "

He turned around and looked at the woman with a smile, but saw her slap the child's head lazily and said, "this guy, it's hard to worry."

After that, the woman rubbed the child's fine forehead, half joking and half seriously complaining, "you don't see him now looking smart, it's really a headache to be noisy."

"Children, especially boys, are naughty." The store manager said with a smile.

However, muyazhe lazily put his arms around the shoulders of yunshishi and said softly: "when my son was so old, he was very troublemaker!"

Yun Shishi's eyes were slightly surprised, but he didn't expect that mu Yazhe would be like an ordinary person, talking about family life.

I feel strange!

Perhaps, the image of muyazhe in front of her all the time is the imperial elites, the masters in the bloodbath, like the God of heaven.

But unexpectedly, there is such a common side.

Cloud poetry's face is slightly red. What's the matter? Muyazhe is just a plotterer.

"Ha ha, really?" The woman is slightly surprised, "this handsome man, how old are you? You don't look like someone with children."

"Twenty eight."

"Wow, how young! Is this your lover? "

Mu Yazhe looked down at the cloud poems nestled beside him, then smiled softly, his eyes were full of doting.

"Well! She's my wife. "

Yunshishi's face is redder, and she is a little shy and buries her face deeply.

She is my wife!

This sentence really made her blush and heart beat. Then, a warm stream came into her heart!

For the first time in my life, I tasted such strange warmth!

The woman took the child out of the shop, and muyazhe's eyes were fixed on the woman's back until they disappeared in the night, which slowly took back their eyes.

Yunshishi holds the bag of puff and shakes it in front of his eyes, wondering, "what's the matter with you, muyazhe?"

Muyazhe returned to his senses, smiled and shook his head, saying, "nothing, just feeling envious."

"Well?" For a while, Yunshi didn't understand what he said.

"Sometimes, I envy such an ordinary and simple family!" Muyazhe is sincere.

He used to think that it would be a very extravagant thing to have an ordinary and simple home!