Paranoid ex-husband regrets

"The Chinese painting teacher didn't come today, how about I take you to paint?"

These two children can see that adults have signed up for a lot of messy interest classes in order to save time with their children, no matter whether it is useful or not.

In fact, Jiang Li wanted to take them outside to have fun, even if they only went to the sea world, it was better than staying at home.

But regardless of her identity, she had never raised such a big child before, and there were still two boys.

If something really happens in case of an accident, it will be difficult to handle.

"Painting?" After drinking the milk, Er Bao said, "Auntie, can you really draw?"

Si Jingqiao also looked at her suspiciously.

"Yes, it should be..."

Will it be, the reaction will not make you two draw on the couch.

Still on the long table in the living room, Er Bao actively piled up all yesterday's drawing paper and brushes.

She shook her hand on the brush, and finally stopped on the fine brush.

The two children stared at her fiercely with four eyes.

The more Jiang Li looked at Erbao, the more he liked it, "Then draw Erbao first, and then draw bridges, okay?"

The eyes of the two children lit up all of a sudden, "Okay!"

A little bit of ink forms a line, and the brush strokes are tactful. After a few strokes, a little Erbao falls on the paper.

"Wow!" Erbao exclaimed in surprise, "Auntie! You really know how to draw!"

"This looks like me!"

Si Jingqiao looked at Erbao, then at the painting, and went back and forth several times, his eyes were full of amazement.

Jiang Li was also very surprised, she never knew that she could draw before.

One of the few who pick up a pen is to record the accounts of the supermarket.

The familiar feeling of holding the pen seems to have grown in her palm.

How did that happen……

"Auntie! Auntie!" Er Bao shook his arms and said, "My brother hasn't drawn yet, so draw a brother!"

"it is good!"

I was a bit rusty with my brushwork just now, but Si Jingqiao's painting was even better than Erbao's after it was finished.

"It's really like it." Er Bao said.

Si Jingqiao stared at himself in the painting, and carefully picked up the piece of paper. He had never had a photo of himself except for the group photo in the kindergarten since he was a child.

"Auntie, can you give this to me?"

"Of course." Jiang Li smiled.

Si Jingqiao's rowdy and mischievous behavior was purely intended to attract Si Hanye's attention.

Erbao has no idea, he will do whatever people say.

With the addition of Jiang Li, who is gentle in speech and willing to play with them, she naturally calmed down her fussy thoughts.

After lunch, the Go teacher came to the door.

Jiang Li listened to him for a while, his eyelids gradually sank, and he fell asleep on the table.

Erbao looked at her, then poked Si Jingqiao, "Brother, look, it's not just me sleeping in class, right?"

"Adults also have to sleep in class!"

"..." Si Jingqiao stared at him speechlessly.

……

In the morning, Si Han felt that the weather was a bit cold at night, and when the air conditioner blew in the office, he felt even colder.

His lips were pale, and his face was not too red.

After a long meeting, the secretary reminded me that something was wrong.

Only then did he realize that he might have had a fever from the rain yesterday.

Arrived home three hours earlier than usual.

In fact, Si Hanye had some expectations in his heart, and the driver who sent to pick up Jiang Li said that he had already been sent to the villa.

On the sofa, Erbao and Si Jingqiao were talking in low voices with a piece of paper in their hands.

"What's in your hand?"

Si Hanye suddenly appeared behind the sofa, making the two children tremble in fright.

Si Jingqiao was still looking up.

Er Bao put his finger on his lips and said mysteriously: "Father, keep your voice down, Auntie is sleeping."

Jiang Li was resting on the table with her arm pillowed, with red marks on her face.

He didn't even wake up when he came back.

"How long have you been sleeping?" Si Hanye asked.

Er Bao looked at the clock and broke his fingers again, and Si Jingqiao said: "A little more than two hours."

The villa has a constant temperature system throughout the year, Si Hanye stood beside Jiang Li and wanted to take off his suit and cover her body.

I'm afraid of catching a cold.

He just yelled softly, "Ah Li..."

Jiang Li was still sleeping peacefully on the table, Si Hanye yelled a few times and she had no intention of waking up.

"Ali?"

After the last sound, Si Hanye's long hands went straight through his knees, and lifted Jiang Li up from the chair.

"Oh~~" Erbao's mouth on the sofa was round like a goldfish.

Si Jingqiao also stared at him with wide eyes, and Si Hanye carried him up to the second floor in such a majestic manner.

After the footsteps went away.

"Second Treasure..." Si Jingqiao hesitated to speak, "You may have a new mother..."

Er Bao blinked and thought for a while, "Are you talking about Auntie?"

"Hmm..." Although Si Jingqiao longed for Si Hanye's paternal love.

But this Auntie Jiang has not been in contact for a long time. If she really becomes the stepmother of Er Bao and her sister, what should she do if she treats them badly.

He is still young, and even grandma can't resist, if Aunt Jiang is really the kind of stepmother shown on TV.

That stupid Erbao and sister had to be bullied.

"It's fine!"

"That's great, I can finally have a mother!"

In Erbao's impression, mother is like a shadow, and all the shapes are recounted by sister and father.

He didn't really and personally feel what it's like to have a mother.

"Then aren't you afraid that she will treat you badly?" Si Jingqiao said.

Er Bao rolled his eyes, "I'm afraid..."

"But I like my aunt, and I think she likes me too."

"She won't."

Si Jingqiao's immature heart was too precocious, he watched with concern.

His careless brother sighed, "I hope..."

……

In the guest room on the second floor, Jiang Li was carried all the way from the first floor to the second floor, and she was put on the bed without waking up.

"Sleeping so deeply..." Si Hanye ran his fingers through the broken hair on her forehead.

In the quiet room, only the sound of Jiang Li's gentle breathing remained.

Si Hanye had a dull pain in his head, and his rationality told him that he should take a fever-reducing medicine now, and then go back to his bedroom and take a quick sleep.

But his eyes seemed to be glued to Jiang Li's body.

The body didn't listen at all, and stood there motionless.

The appearance of Jiang Li losing control yesterday is still in front of my eyes.

The two emotions of going and not going are entangled.

"Well……"

The sleeping Jiang Li turned over quickly and let out a cry.

Si Hanye, who was acting as a stake in front of the bed, made his heart beat faster.

Feeling guilty for only a second.

Or it may be that when you have a fever, your reason is not firm or strong.

Jiang Li brought Si Hanye a fatal sense of belonging.

The quilt was quietly pulled back, and Si Hanye lay down on it lightly, hugging her from behind.

Almost in an instant.

Jiang Li turned around, and Si Hanye's heartbeat accelerated suddenly.

Seeing her move, she found a comfortable position and snuggled into Si Hanye's embrace.

Jiang Li slept well that night, rarely having any nightmares.

In my sleep, it seemed that the whole quilt was warm.

Opening his eyes, he saw a completely unfamiliar environment in front of him.