Pampered Cute Wife - Chapter 909

Beiming Mo sat on the cane chair in the yard, with a cup of tea in hand and a magazine or newspaper in front of him.

I smell the unique fragrance of melons and fruits in the small vegetable garden I planted myself.

It’s like I’m back in my childhood.

Back to my aunt’s farmhouse

The clever little daughter is not far away from him. Her chubby little hand is playing with willows.

After a while, she ran towards him with a smile.

“Dad, I made this. Is it good?” Then she raised her little hand and shook a wreath she had just made.

Beiming Mo put down the newspaper and tea cup in her hand, held it in her arms for a long time, and after a slight kiss on her small forehead, she said with appreciation: “it’s very beautiful. Our baby’s hands are so skillful that they are much better than what you do.”

“Really?” For a long time blinking water Lingling big eyes looking at him, and then two small hands holding high the wreath, wearing on his head: “give it to you.”

It’s very reasonable not to say bad things to another person in front of him.

Just as he put on the wreath from his little daughter, he heard Gu Huan’s voice behind them: “Beiming Mo, what do you say to me?”

Beiming Mo eyebrows to the little daughter slightly a pick, vomit tongue made a face.

After a long time, I burst out laughing.

“Ma Ma…”

She, who was released, ran to Gu Huan around Beiming mo.

“Dad just praised me for being more skillful than you.” Then the little hand pointed to: “that’s what I made, isn’t it good-looking?”

“It’s pretty, but it’s blind to wear it on your father’s head.” Gu Huan finished saying, also white one eye, is looking back at their North Ming ink.

*

I watched my little daughter not far away, happily chasing the flying butterflies with Bella.

“You can have some, too. The tea tastes good.” Beiming Mo hands his purple sand teacup to Gu Huan beside him.

“I don’t have the feelings of an old man like you. You’d better taste it slowly.” She didn’t intend to accept the offer.

This is also because there is another thing in her heart.

Gu Huan’s heart is filled with things, how can he still have the leisure and elegant tea tasting with Beiming Mo.

“Mo, Yang Yang has been living outside for a long time. I still want him back. During this time, you also know that he has made great progress. I think the goal of educating him should be achieved

Beiming Mo took a sip of tea and put the cup aside: “you’re right. It’s almost time for him to come back.”

*

that night, Gu Huan was very restless.

Lying in bed, tossing and turning.

Beiming Mo fell asleep.

In the dark, she seemed to hear some sounds, and her slender fingers subconsciously pushed the man beside her:

“Mo, wake up, I seem to hear something ringing…”

I don’t know what happened to Beiming Mo, who usually wakes up easily.

Gu Huan had no choice but to get out of bed quietly.

It sounds like it’s coming from the balcony

She kneaded her steps and moved forward –

but unexpectedly, there was a big bang!

Fireworks salute and set off in the air.

In the night sky blooming colorful flowers of fire!

“Ink…” Gu Huan was shocked by the beautiful scenery.

She clearly saw that the fireworks were set off from the manor of Beiming family.

Looking down the lake, she couldn’t believe her eyes.

“Yangyang…”

She screamed with excitement.

Those are her children.

Three children, playing on a campfire by the lake.

Gu Huan ran back to the bedroom excitedly, “Mo, wake up, Yang Yang is back…”

Beiming ink is like a perfect sculpture, lying in bed, sleeping very deep.

Gu Huan walked over and patted him on the cheek, “Mo, my sleeping prince? Wake up

Boom ~ fireworks are on fire again.

Gu Huan left him alone, picked up his robe and ran out

*

“Yangyang!” Gu Huan ran to the Bank of the lake, looking at the naughty son who came back, “he didn’t tell his mother before he came back.”

“Hey, hey, I want to surprise my mother! Happy -! “With a sweet smile, Yang Yang rushed into her mother’s arms.

“……” Gu Huan was stunned for a moment, and then laughed, “yes, I almost forgot that my birthday is after zero.”

Yang Yang took out a flower from his pocket and said, “to my mother, young and beautiful forever!”

Gu Huan looked at the peach blossom sent by his son, funny and angry, “smelly boy, how can I send my mother peach blossom for my birthday?”

“I wish mummy peach blossoms bloom!” It’s so sunny.”Ma Ma, the peach blossom blossoms is the meaning of god horse?” The little girl fluttered into her arms.

“Happy birthday, mom.” Cheng Cheng smiles and picks his eyebrows, standing beside him with a cool face.

Gu Huan looked at the three children, eyes full of tears: “baby, thank you, you are mother’s best birthday gift!”

As for Mr. Beiming Mo, who is still sleeping in his bedroom, he certainly missed this touching scene.

So that when he woke up the next day, his roar could be heard all over the house –

“asshole, who gave me sleeping tea secretly last night?”

Make him sleep until dawn, so that he missed zero to celebrate his wife’s birthday!

I missed the chance to have a fourth child!

*

one day, when he saw Gu Huan wearing peach blossoms to attend a banquet, Beiming Mo’s face turned green.

“Damn, where’s the peach blossom?”

Gu Huan smiles innocently: “it’s from my son. Wish me peach blossoms… ”

“No! Also, don’t show your chest or back Don’t show your neck… ”

“Beiming Mo, why don’t you ask me to go out with a quilt?”

“Well, that sounds like a good idea!”

“……” Gu Huan rolled his eyes and didn’t care about the unreasonable man.

“Huan’er, where are you going? Come back to me

“I said I had an important party!”

“Don’t go…”

The three little guys hiding in the backyard are very happy to see their father crazy.

“Hey, hey, mom, come on!” Smiling.

“Majestic! Baba, what a bear I clapped my hands for a long time.

“You’d better worry about your skin.” Cheng Cheng splashes cold water.

“Well, a man with a small stomach like black earth dad has no time to peel my skin. Because he was in a hurry to pinch mom’s peach blossoms. Ha ha ha… ”

A happy family of five, such a love drama will be staged every day in the future.

Beiming ink, Beiming ink, a great name in my life, is still planted in the hands of a little woman.

Although this litter of kids made him headache, he enjoyed it.

Under the warm golden sun, shining on the gorgeous Beiming home.

Along the way, there are smiles, tears and hardships, but in the end, they are happy.

Even the taste in the air is sweet and greasy