I thought he was broke so sweet

Orangery.

"Mom, I want to eat something else, I don't want to eat this potato cake! They want to eat meat!" An Jing grumbled, but the chopsticks in her hand didn't stop.

An Ruosu pinched his son's nose amusedly, "Who said it last night, that the baby Xiaoyuan in the class next door thought you had too much flesh on your face and wouldn't play with you, and insisted that I eat it all from you in the future? Is it you, is it you!"

An Jing bit one end of the chopsticks, looked at An Ruosu resentfully, and said falteringly: "I think you must have misunderstood your son."

An Ruosu shuddered, "Eat yours."

After the voice fell, she lifted her foot and walked to the kitchen.

"Hey, why is it so fragrant!" An Jing sniffed her little nose, her eyes touched the plate in An Ruosu's hand, her eyes lit up, and he slithered and ran to An Ruosu's face , "Mom, what delicious food did you get me?"

An Ruosu looked at Brother Jing's innocent face, and the unhappiness in her heart finally dissipated. She smiled softly, "Jasmine jelly, curry rice."

"Wow, Mom, I love you so much!" An Jing clapped her hands and followed An Ruosu like a little tail.

An Ruosu put the things on An Jing's place, gently picked An Jing up, and placed her on her lap.

An Jing protested: "Mom, I'm grown up, I can eat by myself."

An Ruosu smiled, "Yes, but Mom wants to hold you and watch you eat."

Now An Jing is neither eating nor not eating, he said shyly: "Mom, I know you like me very much, but Dad said that love should be kept in the heart, and it is meaningless to say it."

An Ruosu's expression remained unchanged, but she had mixed feelings in her heart. She asked, "What else did Dad tell you?"

An Jing tilted her head, thought for a while, and said, "Father still said, he..."

In the middle of speaking, An Jing covered her mouth, shook her head nervously, and something was about to leak out of her mouth, "I promised my father, I can't tell others."

An Ruosu smiled softly, patted his son's thin shoulder, and said seductively, "My son, do you think Mommy or Dad is better?"

This is the most frequently asked question to children after the age of two, but it has been used time and time again when applied to Brother Jing.

Only Brother Jing's milky voice said, "Of course it's Mommy! Although Dad is also very good, Mom is the best!"

An Ruosu chuckled, kissed Brother Jing's little face, and said, "Then tell me, what else did Dad say?"

An Jing's little face was huddled together, and she said wrinkledly, "Mom, how could you make me a bad boy!"

When An Ruosu heard this, she stared, "Nonsense, mother didn't make you a bad boy, mother is teaching you a skill!"

"What skill?" An Jing's eyes lit up.

He likes to play Glory of Kings the most. Who in it has a lot of skills, but his mother can only play it twice a week, so when he hears the word skills, he is subconsciously very interested.

An Ruosu saw that her son had taken the bait, she hugged her son's neck viciously, and said softly, "That's at home, listen to mother."

An Jingyuan shook his head, turned his head and ate the curry rice, sucking and sucking.

An Ruosu twitched the corners of his mouth in embarrassment and stopped continuing.

She was indeed curious, but she didn't have to know.

Although, she really wanted to know.

But after this episode with his son, An Ruosu's mood was really brightened.

After finishing the meal, she called An Jing to her front, and asked with a gentle face, "Look at the photos of grandpa and grandma with mom, okay?"

An Jing raised a innocent smile, "Okay, okay!"

After speaking, she sat in An Ruosu's arms, and as An Ruosu turned the pages, one page after another.

"Wow, is this grandma?"

"Ah."

"Wow, Mom, you look alike!"

"You think so too!"

"Yeah, wow, who is this kid, he looks like me!"

An Ruosu smiled, obviously she didn't look like anything, at most she had the same chubby little face, she replied: "That's my mother."

An Jing turned her head, her eyes seemed to be filled with countless stars, "So mom was so fat before, mom, you are so pitiful!"

An Ruosu was amused and didn't answer, but just patted Brother Jing's head.

Suddenly, Brother Jing turned his head again, "Mom, I will protect you instead of grandpa and grandma in the future. Without Dad, you still have me, and I will never leave you!"

The firmness in her eyes surpassed An Jing's age at the moment, An Ruosu looked surprised, then felt relieved, and even more distressed, she hugged her son.

But the bottom of my heart is terribly uncomfortable.

In the past few nights, every time Brother Jing talked in his dreams, there was "Dad".

She felt sorry for her son's sensibility, and blamed herself for being selfish.

She asked herself again in her heart, do you regret it?
The answer is yes.

...

Soon, it was five o'clock in the evening of the next day.

A modeling room.

Li Mi was called by An Ruosu as a staff officer.

An Ruosu asked: "You've been watching for half an hour. How will it be then? Good or bad or bad. At most, it's only two words. If you're a man, hurry up and see if it will work or not!"

Li Mi has smoky makeup on his face today, and his hair is the most popular wool curly hair this year. At first glance, people can't tell the difference between male and female.

At this moment, he was frowning and was silent for a long time before he said: "Wait for me, I will come when I go."

Before the words finished, Li Mi's figure had already flashed out of the modeling room.

The stylist next to An Ruosu couldn't help opening his mouth, and said with a smile: "It's the first time I've seen Liem's ​​hot side, if I didn't see it with my own eyes, I really can't believe this is him."

When An Ruosu heard this, his brows and eyes were crooked with a smile, but he didn't answer.　
The stylist Ake dexterously painted on An Ruosu's face. Half an hour later, a face that was neither pure nor enchanting appeared in front of the mirror.

An Ruosu opened her mouth wide, she was very surprised. Unexpectedly, she, An Ruosu, can be both sweet and...

She couldn't find the word to describe herself now.

Ake snapped his fingers, "perfect!"

An Ruosu smiled, with a moving light in his eyes.

But after a while, Ake said regretfully: "Miss An, it's not me, Ake, who is boasting. It's a pity that your face matches this outfit..."

An Ruosu stared at the mirror.

Perfect makeup, paired with a black sports suit and a pair of grandma shoes, it's OK!
Seeing An Ruosu's innocent eyes, A Ke closed his mouth that he thought was noisy, and silently regretted on one side.

"I'm exhausted, Xiao Anzi, quickly, take it." Li Mi climbed upstairs panting, and leaned back on the sofa.