Mr. Zhou’s Little Cutie

After eating, Meng Yutang was dragged by Xiaoyu to play games.

Right next to the floor-to-ceiling windows, a blanket was spread on the floor. After arranging the people one by one, Xiaoyu took out a small handkerchief and wanted to throw it away.

It was a game she played when she was in kindergarten.

She is well-behaved and cute, and the older ones are willing to coax her to play.

The room was filled with the laughter of Xiaoyu running around.

The brothers and sisters who were frequently handkerchiefs looked at Xiaoyu and Meng Jingwei in protest.

Why don't you two put it on Tangtang's side?

The two children looked at each other.

Even a child can watch words and expressions, Meng Yutang is usually lazy, Xiaoyu simply doesn't want her to move.

Meng Jingwei put on a small face: It will be ugly for you to lose.

Everyone: ...

Meng Jingwei looked at Meng Yutang, and he agreed with Meng Yutang's strength very much.

Meng Yutang suddenly bent his lips and couldn't help laughing.

Zhou Beicheng was standing not far away leaning against the wall and looking at her.

Seeing her curved lips, he couldn't help smiling.

Elder Meng and Elder Yi paid special attention to him.

After watching for a while, I couldn't help laughing, and after looking at each other, I raised my hand to touch the wine glass.

It was getting late, Zhou Beicheng was going to send her to school.

When it was time to leave, Meng Fu chased after her anxiously, holding a red scarf in her hand.

She wove it by herself and stayed up for several nights.

She looked up and saw the gray scarf that Zhou Beicheng had just put on her, and she couldn't help being stunned.

Meng Yutang turned to look at her, raised his hand and tore off the scarf and handed it to Zhou Beicheng.

not mine.

She stepped up and walked over, bending slightly to expose her neck.

Meng Fu was startled, then quickly raised her hand to wrap the scarf around her neck.

Meng Yutang straightened up to see her.

Her complexion is fair, and the red makes her little face white. In addition, it is a bit hot in the room, her cheeks are pink and tender, and she looks extremely cute.

thanks.

You're welcome~

Meng Fu felt that there was no need to be so polite, but Meng Yu and Tang Ai could do whatever she wanted, and she was happy when she was happy.

She sent the two of them out and stood by the door watching them get into the car.

Meng Yutang opened the car door and looked back at her.

Meng Fu thought she had forgotten something, and was about to ask, when she heard Meng Yutang's voice.

Mom, happy birthday.

Meng Fu was startled, then subconsciously smiled and nodded.

But until the car left and Yi Minglian put on her clothes, she still hadn't recovered.

Yi Minglian hugged her into his arms, her eyes were red.

Ming Lian, our daughter is so good, why is God so unfair to her?

Her voice was choked up.

Yi Minglian hugged her, his eyes were also red.

No one can answer this question.

Sometimes the fate of people is like this. People who you think are bad can live for a long time, but those who are good leave this world early at a young age.

We have no way to change everyone's fate.

All I can do is cherish every day, live well, talk to those who want to talk, hug those who want to hug, and say love to those who want to say love.

What can be done is roughly these, no more, no less, but it is also important enough.

Zhou Beicheng held her finger and looked at the ring on her ring finger and couldn't help frowning: Is it too small?

Meng Yutang laughed.

He always felt that what he gave was not enough, and he could obviously do better.

Meng Yutang looked at him and smiled: I like this.