Chapter 287 The two-faced wild rose that the warlord commander wants to provoke (38)
Chapter 287 The two-faced wild rose that the warlord commander wants to provoke (38)
Lin Muqing decided to let the two siblings go to school after they had grown to 1.3 meters.
In the morning during breakfast.
She cracked the hard-boiled eggs and slowly asked their opinions while peeling them:
"Xiao Xi Xiao Yun, after discussing with dad last night, I would like to ask your opinions on going to school. Should you stay at home for one more year or go to school this year?"
Wen Yansheng sat beside her without saying a word and served her a bowl of seafood porridge. She thanked her and the man smiled back and looked at the two children together.
The little girl with two long braids sat opposite her mother. The extra-high chair allowed her elbows to reach the table. Her round face was lively and delicate.
She turned around and asked her brother, who was sitting upright like her father, "Does my brother want to go?"
Wen Zheyun didn't care, "Sister, go if you like. There are many people of the same age in school, so it should be a lot more fun than staying with dad at home every day."
Wen Yansheng narrowed his eyes and smiled slightly without being harsh: "Aren't you happy staying with dad?"
These two milk babies just didn't want to train, he could tell at a glance, but they had always been Wen Yan's pride, with strong bodies and one-of-a-kind learning abilities.
Wen Zhexi laughed out loud and waved his hands in front of his face, "No, it's tiring for dad to take care of us all the time."
Wen Zheyun and his sister looked at each other out of the corner of their eyes and asked, "Mom, how long will it take to go to school and then come back?"
The two siblings thought she couldn't see her, "I go there six days a week, in the morning and back home in the evening."
Wen Zhexi was disappointed: "Then I won't be able to see my mother for a long time."
The reason why I want to go is that I don’t need to train. The reason why I don’t want to go is that I can’t see my parents all day long.
Wen Yansheng looked at them gently but sternly, and said earnestly: "Children must learn to grow up and adapt to the outside world. They will eventually leave their parents' side."
The two little guys were a little disappointed by these words, their eyelids drooped, and then they looked up at their parents, as if they were experiencing the price of growing up for the first time.
"We will meet again in the evening. Mom and dad will take you to check out the schools tomorrow. Go to whichever school you like. Mom has two schools under her name, and so does dad."
"Okay then, let's go."
"If my sister goes, I will go too."
The next day they chose a new school she opened, and the teachers hired were all college students who had returned from studying abroad. Ten days later, the two little guys officially entered the campus.
They have more free time.
*
Lin Muqing and Wen Yan were loving parents in front of their children.
Privately, it's still the same state as when you're in love.
When they go out to play, go shopping, or talk business, they always hold hands intimately. She will help him dress and tie, and he will arrange outfits that suit her. This is a habit she developed during that cold pregnancy winter.
Many little things make up their love every day.
In addition, there is a competition every day, and the feelings are getting stronger day by day.
Wen Yansheng was extraordinarily fierce and enthusiastic except when she was pregnant and was gentler.
Especially now that they have been together for seven years, Wen Yansheng's thoughts are not that he is tired of it, but that he is afraid that time will become less and less.
One morning.
"Qing'er..."
The gentle and close voice of the man next to her ear made her heart beat faster when she woke up early.
There was just a hint of trepidation when listening carefully.
Wen Yansheng tightened his hand on her waist and pressed it against her chest.
"what happened?"
"I had a dream last night."
Wen Yansheng buried himself in her neck and took a deep breath before he felt alive. At this time, he faced one thing, the age difference between them.
"What are you dreaming about?"
"I dreamed that after I died of illness, you would be with me..."
"Why do you have such a dream? You also said that it was a dream. It happened decades later. Don't worry." She turned over, pushed his shoulders with both hands, and sat astride his abs.
The long-haired beauty leaned over and kissed him in a comforting way, and Wen Yansheng grabbed her waist with even greater strength.
"Well, I don't want to think about it anymore, cherish now!"
The man pressed the back of her head and kissed her passionately, her throat kept rolling up and down, and they kissed tightly. They had rolled around on the big bed several times, and the thin summer quilt slipped off.
"I love you, I love you very much..."
Each time she became more fierce, as if to prove her existence.
"Commander, I love you too." The words she said were squeezed out from her lips with difficulty, her snowy skin reflected a thin layer of sweat, her eyes were blurred, her cheeks were flushed and charming, and she met him with delicate eyes.
Wen Yansheng put his arms on her side and kissed her red mole heavily. He had a special liking for this mole.
If he fell in love with her for a short time because of curiosity and sensory shock at the beginning, then after contacting and getting along with her day after day, his love gradually became stronger and he was impressed by her wisdom and personality charm.
I can't live without her and want to be together forever.
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