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A month later.

Shen Tinglan and Yun Mian were going back to the Shen family's old house after traveling, and when they heard the news that they were coming back, Song Wanyun and Shen Yi ran to pick them up, and Shen Yi drove the car himself.

This was a treatment that Shen Tinglan had never had before.

It was only after the two got off the plane that they realized that their parents were here to pick them up. Yun Mian was a little nervous: "Auntie, I've met him before. Brother Tinglan, how is your father's personality?"

Shen Tinglan: "I have a bad personality."

Yun Mian: "Very fierce and scary?"

"No." Shen Tinglan shook his head, caught a glimpse of Yun Mian's slightly stunned expression, and said softly with a smile on his lips: "My father is a bit... sand sculpture."

"Huh?" Yun Mian was confused.

Is there any way to describe your father like this?

Brother, your character design is completely broken.

"You'll know when you see him." Shen Tinglan gently rubbed Yun Mian's head with a meaningful expression.

There are countless passers-by with suitcases coming and going from the airport, and the most dazzling one is a man leaning on a luxury car.

He was tall and slender, wearing a vibrant floral shirt, with deep and three-dimensional facial features, and an unlit cigarette dangling from his light-colored thin lips similar to Shen Tinglan's.

When he saw the figures of Shen Tinglan and Yun Mian, he excitedly took down the cigarette and blew a kiss.

"Hey babes we're here!"

Yun Mian and Shen Tinglan had just escaped from the enthusiastic siege of the fans, but they were caught off guard by the shining eyes of the previous uncle, and instantly froze their steps.

At this time Shen Tinglan added: "My dad in front, Shen Yi."

"Uh..." Yun Mian was silent for a few seconds, suppressing the surprise in her eyes and sighing, "Uncle is so young."

Auntie and Shen Tinglan are both cold and indifferent.

I didn't expect my uncle to be so chic and uninhibited.

"Except for being more serious at work, he is cynical at other times, quietly telling Mianmian a little secret."

Shen Tinglan turned her head sideways, put her lips next to Yun Mian's ear, and whispered: "When my father chased my mother, he often had the door closed, and was chased by dogs all over the yard until he jumped off the artificial spring."

The cold and gentle voice echoed in her ears, and when Yun Mian raised the corners of her lips, the tension before was gone, and her whole body relaxed a lot.

"I didn't expect my uncle to be in such a mess, but I can see that my uncle loves my aunt very much." Yun Mian also whispered in Shen Tinglan's ear.

Shen Yi waved his hands for a long time but no one paid attention to him. He looked back at Song Wanyun in the passenger seat and complained, "Wife, take a look, if you have a daughter-in-law, forget about us, Shen Tinglan, an unfilial son!"

Song Wanyun just stared at the two of them and smiled slightly, but didn't respond to the complaining Shen Yi.

Shen Yi was even more unhappy: "Okay, okay, you have a daughter-in-law and you forgot about your husband, am I still your group pet baby?"

"Shen Yi, this is your first meeting with Mianmian, restrain yourself." Song Wanyun withdrew her gaze, stared at Shen Yi speechlessly and said, "Don't scare him like I did."

Shen Yi snorted coldly and didn't say a word, but when Yun Mian and Shen Tinglan walked in front of him, the banter on his face was instantly put away, and the corners of his lips curled into a nice curve.

With a very gentle and kind smile, he quickly stuffed even the cigarette into Song Wanyun's hand.

"Auntie, uncle."

Although the eyes that fell on her were very gentle, Yun Mian still felt nervous when she thought that these were Shen Tinglan's parents.

"Mom and Dad, why are you here?" Shen Tinglan took Yun Mian's hand and rubbed Yun Mian's sweaty palm with his thumb.

"Of course I will carry the sedan chair for you."

Shen Yi patted the car lazily, his deep eagle eyes became deeper and deeper, and he cast his eyes on Yun Mian and joked: "It's very good, it looks very good-looking, it belongs to our family at first glance."

"Mian Mian, don't talk to your uncle, he's just so dishonest." Song Wanyun opened the car door to block Shen Yi, and handed the things in her hand to Yun Mian.

"This is handmade ice cream, peach flavor, try it to cool down the heat."

The ice cream is packed in a glass box, which looks like a delicate peach blossom from the surface, and there is a small peach-shaped spoon hanging beside it, which is very cute.

Before Yun Mian could speak, Shen Yi on the side quickly said: "This is designed and made by your aunt. It is the only one in the world. I can only eat failed products."

Song Wanyun: "..."

Seeing Song Wanyun glance at Shen Yi coldly, Yun Mian quickly took the ice cream: "Thank you, Auntie, you are so skillful, I will finish eating it later."

I didn't expect my aunt to know that he likes peach flavor.

Yun Mian was holding the glass, the smile on her lips was extraordinarily bright.

Although Shen Tinglan was ignored.

But looking at the harmonious picture of his parents getting along with his beloved, he couldn't help but raise the corners of his lips.

The two stayed in Shen Tinglan's room that night.

While Shen Tinglan was washing, Yun Mian sorted out her suitcase and hung her clothes and Shen Tinglan's clothes together one by one.

At this time, there was a knock on the door outside.

"Please come in." Yun Mian felt that it might be Song Wanyun, and immediately put down the things in her hands and stood upright.

It was indeed Song Wanyun who knocked on the door, carrying two cups of warm milk on a wooden tray.

Song Wanyun: "Drink milk before going to sleep, warm milk helps sleep."

"Thank you, auntie." Yun Mian immediately stepped forward, took the tray and said, "Brother Tinglan is still taking a bath, I'll drink with him when he comes out."

"En." Song Wanyun responded lightly, then watched Yun Mian quietly put the tray on the bedside table.

The atmosphere in the room was a little awkward for a while.

Yun Mian's eyelashes drooped slightly, listening to the sound of water in the bathroom not far away, she smiled sincerely at Song Wanyun, "Thank you, auntie, with your support and company, brother Tinglan and I will be happy."

"I'm sorry, I used the wrong method before. Now you are my son just like Ting Lan in my eyes. So...do you think that the title of aunt is a bit preposterous?"

Song Wanyun's expression didn't change much, but her cold voice was much gentler.

"Mom..." Yun Mian felt that she was a little awkward calling, swallowed her saliva to suppress her excitement, and called out again in a sweet voice: "Mom."

"Well, good boy." Song Wanyun raised her wrist, wanting to touch Yunmian's head, but she withdrew her hand before it was fully extended, and put it lightly on her waist, pretending to be calm and indifferent.

Yun Mian noticed Song Wanyun's subtle movements, if the person in front of him was Shen Tinglan, he could still put his head up to let him touch it.

But the one in front of her was her mother-in-law.

He imagined that scene for a while, and felt that it was a bit weird, and immediately pinched out the idea that hadn't sprouted yet.

Song Wanyun didn't know what to say, so she said, "Go to bed early, good night."

"Good night." Yun Mian stared at Song Wanyun's back, and looked at her aunt who was indifferent to her before, but now she was holding her hands nervously, and her eyes felt a little sore for a moment.

In fact, compared to gossip and insults from black fans, family members' incomprehension is the most hurtful.

But they were lucky.

With the protection of fans.

He also gained the understanding and support of his family.

When Song Wanyun was about to walk to the door, Yun Mian called out to stop her.

"teacher!"

Song Wanyun looked back slowly and saw that Yun Mian was still looking at her, with a suspicious expression on her face.

"Mianmian, are you calling me?"

"Well, I'm calling you." Yun Mian explained with red eyes: "I am familiar with the stage name Qingwan, and I bought your picture album before. I want to enter the Academy of Fine Arts, but God refuses to give it to me. This opportunity. So besides being your son, are you willing to accept me as a student?"

Song Wanyun froze on the spot, looking at Yun Mian complicatedly for a while.

It wasn't until tears rolled down the corners of Yun Mian's eyes that she came over with a determined determination, and gently hugged the poor child into her arms.

"Of course, the teacher will teach you whatever you want to learn." Song Wanyun lowered her long eyelashes, her voice was full of pity, and her eyes were slightly flushed.

"Hmm..." Yun Mian suddenly felt that Song Wanyun's embrace was as warm as her own mother's.

He thought his mother should be able to get along well with his aunt in the future.

After all, they are all equally gentle.

Shen Tinglan heard a vague conversation outside, before the water droplets on her body had time to dry, she put on her nightgown and opened the bathroom door.

"sleep……"

Unexpectedly, as soon as the door opened, he saw his wife and his mother hugging each other.

Both of them were still red-eyed.

Mianmian crying Yunmian can understand.

But Shen Tinglan didn't expect her mother, who was always quiet and elegant, to burst into tears in front of them.

Sure enough, Mianmian at his house is what I feel pity for.

Anyone who sees it will feel distressed.

Shen Tinglan smiled, walked to the side of the two with hurried steps, stretched his slender arms, and hugged them both in his arms.

"do not Cry."

"We will be a happy family in the future."

At this time, Shen Yi who came to look for Song Wanyun walked to the door, caught a glimpse of the scene inside the room, stood with his hands behind his back and raised his brows.

"Hey, the big family hug doesn't call me the head of the family."

He walked in, spreading his arms excitedly, before he could melt the extended family.

The three of them dispersed in a very tacit agreement.

Shen Yi: "..."

He suspected that they were targeting him!

Excessive!

After leaving with Song Wanyun in his arms, Shen Yi complained, "Dear Mrs. Shen, where is your husband's warm milk?"

"Qiuyue didn't bring it to you?" Song Wanyun said coldly.

The ruthless President Shen Da in the company shook Song Wanyun's wrist at this moment, and said coquettishly like a child: "No, I want my wife to deliver it in person."

"Your wife is not free." Song Wanyun wanted to wipe her eyes with a tissue, but she didn't have a bag with her.

Just when she was at a loss, Shen Yi raised his hand and wiped her wet cheek with his sleeve.

"It's okay. Your husband is free. I'll go and heat up milk for my wife later. You see, you don't have to be ashamed when you cry with a small child at an age."

"No matter how embarrassing I am, I won't be ashamed as you."

"Yes, yes, I am the most ashamed, so my wife has to deliberately embarrass herself in order to get along with me. My wife is so kind."

"You're the one with the glib tongue."

Song Wanyun had disgust on her lips, but the moment she met Shen Yi's gaze, there was a tenderness like water.

Same sex is love, opposite sex is love.

Bisexuality is love, asexuality is also love.

Whether it is the ignorant love of teenagers, the romantic love of youth, or the plain love of middle age.

Or gray-haired late love.

All should be treated with respect and not discrimination.

Love is hard-won, and it can be done and cherished. When meeting the destined person, I hope everyone can take a bold step to pursue their own love.

It wasn't until the backs of Song Wanyun and Shen Yi disappeared in the corridor that the two who were secretly leaning on the threshold looked away.

Yun Mian sighed: "The interaction between parents is so sweet."

"We will be sweeter." Shen Tinglan closed the door directly, and hugged Yun Mian by the waist: "Because you are going home, you haven't let me kiss you for a few days, so don't refuse me tonight, okay?"

Yun Mian looked at the drops of water on Shen Tinglan's broken bones and said helplessly, "You haven't even wiped off your body."

"It's okay, I'll get wet later anyway." Staring at Yun Mian's pitiful teary-eyed appearance, pity flashed across Shen Tinglan's eyes, but the desire deep in his heart kept clamoring.

"Ting Lan..." Before Yun Mian could speak, she suddenly felt something, and her body froze instantly, not daring to move anymore.

"You... Take it easy, I agreed to go out to dinner with my parents tomorrow."

"I can cook at home."

After finishing speaking, Shen Tinglan leaned down and kissed Yun Mian's lips deeply.

And two glasses of milk on the counter unlock new uses.

They sprinkled all over Yunmian's body.

He was kissed by Shen Tinglan bit by bit.

The next day, Yunmian couldn't get up.

Song Wanyun and Shen Yi didn't say anything, they just went out hand in hand silently, leaving space for them to get along.

Yun Mian didn't have time to appreciate Shen Tinglan's room last night, only now did he realize that there are many beautiful vases in his room, some with dried flowers, some empty.

"Brother Tinglan likes flowers very much." Yun Mian gently fiddled with a dried rose, her eyes fell on Shen Tinglan with a bit of meaning.

Being watched by Yun Mian like this, Shen Tinglan blushed, thinking of what happened during the filming of the film crew.

At that time, Mianmian pretended to be an angel.

And holding a bouquet of roses.

ask him to insert...

Yun Mian took the rose and walked in front of Shen Tinglan, put her arms around his waist, and gently patted Shen Tinglan's cheek with the flower, her voice was as numb as fine wine, very intoxicating.

"Brother Tinglan and I came back and saw that your house has a garden. Let's pick some flowers today. Brother Tinglan will give me a live performance of flower arrangement, okay?"

"Okay..." Shen Tinglan didn't dare to look directly into Yun Mian's eyes, her stern face was stained with a charming crimson color.

The two went to the garden of the villa that day, Yun Mian had difficulty moving, so Shen Tinglan carried him there.

The yard was full of all kinds of flowers, plants and trees. A gardener who took care of the garden saw Shen Tinglan approaching, and said jokingly: "Hahaha, master, I can be regarded as meeting the person you admire, who is more beautiful than these flowers." Looks good!"

"Well, he's the prettiest." Facing the gardener's praise, Shen Tinglan nodded quite seriously, feeling a little embarrassed to get Yun Mian in his arms.

After the gardener left, the two took the basket and began to pick flowers. Yun Mian cut some roses first.

Shen Tinglan was afraid that he would be stabbed and quickly took the scissors.

A few minutes later, Yun Mian jumped in front of Shen Tinglan with a sunflower.

"Does brother Tinglan like this flower?"