Wen Lu was still asking for water, and Tong Yao took out a bottle of mineral water from the drawer, but she wouldn't give it to him.

Wen Lu stretched out his hand and almost jumped!

"Water...wife...give it to me..."

"Wen Lu." Tong Yao's clear eyes were twinkling with starlight. The lights in the car were not turned on, and only the moonlight shone in through the glass. "How long have we been married?"

"Two...three...five..." Wen Lu hung his head drunkenly, "I don't know..."

The nursery rhyme is really annoying and funny: "You are indeed very drunk... Then let me ask you, who is Shu Mo?"

When he was awake, she didn't have the guts to ask.

"Ex... ex-girlfriend." Wen Lu replied dejectedly, looking very similar to Wen Mo, "Wife, give me water, I'm thirsty... thirsty..."

"You still love her, right?" Nursery Rhyme's voice choked up, but she still looked at the man in front of her with a smile.

Wen Lu tilted his head and looked at her.

For a long time, he didn't speak.

Nursery Rhyme thought, why are you poking your own heart?

Finally, she put down her hand, let go, and gave him the mineral water.

Wen Lu got the bottle and drank it in large gulps without worrying about the image at all.

"Wife...I love you..." Wen Lu drunkenly drank a whole bottle of water, fell into Nursery Rhyme's arms and fell asleep.

"Wen Lu! Wen Lu!" Nursery Rhyme called him several times.

However, Wen Lu didn't respond, his breathing gradually became evener, and he fell asleep.

Really.

Nursery Rhyme was so angry that she was half dead.

In the end, it was myself who was angry.

He loves her when she gives him water, loves her when she gives birth to children, and he loves his ex-girlfriend even when she doesn't do anything. That's it, right?

Nursery Rhyme ignored him, pushed him away, pushed him into the passenger seat, and stepped on the accelerator again to go home.

After struggling all night, Tongyao finally brought Wen Lu back, but she didn't want to sleep with him. She always felt that he smelled like Shu Mo.

She took a bath again and soaked in the bathtub, her eyes blurred.

Water is dripping on the white tiles, and the villa is quiet and quiet late at night.

…

The next day is Saturday.

Wen Lu, who never slept late, couldn't get up because he worked too late last night. Tong Yao took Mo Mo to play in the garden.

After playing on the swing for a while, Mo Mo said to the nursery rhyme: "Dad... lazy! Big lazy fellow!"

"Yes, dad is a lazy man, Mo Mo can't imitate him."

"Don't learn..." The little guy shook his head seriously.

His appearance reminded Tong Yao of Wen Lu last night, he was exactly the same.

"Well, we, Mo Mo, are the best behaved."

Mo Mo was wearing overalls and sitting on the swing frame. Not far from the shelf were flowerpots and a small fish tank.

When he got tired of playing, he ran to the small fish tank to tease the fish.

The world of children is colorful, pure and simple.

Wen Lu didn't go downstairs until three o'clock in the morning. His head hurt. He couldn't remember what happened last night at all. He only vaguely remembered...Tongyao went to pick him up?

The nursery rhyme is holding a paintbrush and drawing under the parasol in the garden. On the drawing paper are the blue sky and the beautiful snow-capped mountains.

At some point, Maodou ran into the garden and squatted at Mo Mo's feet.

Flowers are in full bloom in the garden, ivy is twining, snails are crawling slowly on the fence, the sun is scorching, but time is slow.

The wind blew the nursery rhyme's light pink dress, and her bright diamond hairband shone dazzlingly in the sun. She was painting, but she also looked like a painting.

Wen Lu happened to see this scene when he opened the garden gate.
Chapter completed!