My wife has always been timid

Fu Xiuyuan kept staring at Jing Hao with displeasure, walked all the way to Su Qingcheng, lowered his voice and said solemnly in a voice that only two people could hear: "From now on, the good morning kiss can only be mine."

Su Qingcheng: "..."

Good guy, I also eat vinegar from my own son.

When did the mature and stable Mr. Fu become so childish?

"Have you had breakfast?" Dai Xiaochun gave them a soft look, and pulled away the stool next to him to signal them to sit together.

Su Qingcheng: "I didn't eat, I just waited to come to your house for dinner."

Then he sat down.

Fu Xiuyuan also got into his seat.

It happened to be beside Jing Hao.

Jing Hao frantically stuffed food into his mouth, feeling too aggrieved, how could this be his father, surely he wasn't his mother's siblings who were born for him to compete for favor?
The breakfast table was very quiet.

Su Qingcheng knew that Dai Xiaochun was in a bad mood, seeing her wholeheartedly feeding Xiao Manman and not disturbing her, this was probably Dai Xiaochun's only light in Mo's house.

After breakfast, Fu Xiuyuan took the two children to the lawn in the backyard.

Mo Shaoqian was not at home, and it was not suitable for him to listen to the two women talking, so he simply found something else to do and left all the space for Su Qingcheng and Dai Xiaochun.

Xu Ruoya is in Mo's house.

He took a cursory glance at the huge Mo house, checked the high and low houses one by one, and became interested in which house Xu Ruoya would be in.

On the lawn, children play.

Jing Hao still likes to draw very much, and she always lies in his arms to accompany her, but she seems to be growing up a bit recently, and Jing Hao's arms are almost unable to cover her.

Here, Su Qingcheng and Dai Xiaochun were sitting in rattan chairs eating fruit.

The picture of the children cuddling together and painting in the lawn was reflected in the eyes of the two of them. It seemed that the years had been peaceful. Su Qingcheng sighed slightly, and looked sideways at Dai Xiaochun beside him.

"Are you still used to it here?"

"..."

Dai Xiaochun fell silent.

In the past, no matter how unhappy she was, she would pull the corners of her lips towards Su Qingcheng and tell her: I'm fine.

Not anymore.

Dai Xiaochun has changed.

The original Dai Xiaochun was too gentle, always liked to swallow the suffering alone, and always smiled at the people she cared about.

Then Dai Xiaochun... cried.

Later, she became the indifferent woman in front of her, neither happy nor angry.

In this way, it is good or bad.

Well, she was much better than the one who pretended to be happy even though she was in extreme pain.

No, she was obliterated.

No matter how unhappy she was in the past, at least she still had the mood to pretend to be in front of her, but now she no longer even has the strength to pretend, which shows that her spirit has almost been polished.

"If you're not happy, let's go." Su Qingcheng bit her lip and held her hand tightly.

go?
Dai Xiaochun looked up at the blue sky, with a slight smile on his lips, and longing and longing in his eyes.

But where to go?

"Xiaochun..." Su Qingcheng saw the pain in her eyes, walked over with distressed heart, held her hand, and squatted in front of her to accompany her quietly.

She didn't want to see Dai Xiaochun like this.

It's like losing all vitality.

She should be a deer in the forest, full of aura, not disturbed by vulgar world affairs, roaming and running freely on the grassland illuminated by thousands of rays of sunlight passing through the treetops.

It's not like it is now, walking dead in the world like losing its vitality.

"How about you come with me?"

Su Qingcheng gritted her teeth and said this sentence very seriously.