After staying in the old house for three days, Mo Ruanmiao and his wife returned to Xihua. After the child was born, there was no need to pay such attention to many things. Xihua's original servants were all transferred back to the villa. After all, there was an extra little guy in the family. If there was only Aunt Chen, she would definitely be too busy.
The outdoor temperature at the end of November was already very low, so Mo Ruanmiao just wandered around indoors with her children. Fortunately, the villa is large enough and there are many places to go.
Mo Ruanmiao will not return to school until March next year, and the middle period will be empty. The child will definitely not be able to follow him to Paris. He just wants to spend time with Tiandou during this period. He coaxes Tiandou every day Children, it is also very fun to tell stories to children.
But Sweet Pea's other father was not so happy.
Because of the previous series of events, Mo Chutian never went back after handing over the company's affairs to Song Jian. Naturally, Song Jian would not do anything like usurp power, but the company's shareholders were quite critical of this. , There is no way, Mo Chutian can only go back, but Mo Chutian wants to spend more time with Mo Ruanmiao in his heart.
Mo Chutian's birthday is the day after tomorrow, so it is convenient for Mo Ruanmiao that he is not at home.
In the afternoon, Mo Ruanmiao came to the studio alone after putting Tiandou to sleep. The objects in the studio were arranged according to his preferences. The aunt who cleaned the house also knew the rules and never messed with the placement of objects. .
Mo Ruanmiao locked the door, like a thief, with a nervous and shy expression. He went to the workbench and squatted down. There were several large boxes under it, which were full of painting utensils. He dragged the bottom box out with all his strength, and it was covered with a thin layer of dust.
Mo Ruanmiao pulled a few paper towels to wipe off the dust on the box, and then carefully opened the box.
There are several sketchbooks in the box, and the specifications are not all the same. It can be seen that their edges are all worn out, probably because the owner often uses them or looks at them often.
Then Mo Ruanmiao went back to the room he lived in when he first came to Xihua. The kitten was taking a nap on the blanket, startled by its imprudent owner, and its ears stood up. Seeing that it was Mo Ruanmiao, the kitten stood up from the blanket, wobbled to his feet and meowed.
Mo Ruanmiao knelt down and rubbed its chin, regardless of whether the kitten could understand, smiled and said, "I'll play with you later, I want to get something now."
As he said that, Mo Ruanmiao brought out another box, which was a cardboard box that was slightly smaller than the one just now. He didn't open the box immediately to take out the contents, but went back to the studio with the box in his arms. Kitten He didn't stay in the room to continue to take a nap, but followed closely behind Mo Ruanmiao.
Mo Ruanmiao spent the whole afternoon tinkering with these sketchbooks. He calculated the time when Tiandou woke up and went back to the master bedroom, and then handed the newly woken up Tiandou to Aunt Chen. Touching his forehead, he said apologetically, "Dad is going to prepare a birthday present for your eldest dad. Sweet Dou will play with grandma first, and Dad will come to you later."
Sweet Dou didn't understand what this meant, but the moment Mo Ruanmiao handed him over to Aunt Chen, she immediately pouted her small mouth, and was about to cry. Aunt Chen quickly coaxed him and fed him milk powder. Sweet Dou showed a sweet smile.
It was already half past five when he packed up his things, and Mo Ruanmiao was startled. Mo Chutian would be back after a while, so he quickly packed up his things and covered them with a piece of cloth before leaving the studio.
When Mo Ruanmiao went downstairs, Aunt Chen was sitting in the living room holding Tiandou, holding a rattle in her hand and playing with Tiandou. Aunt Chen saw Mo Ruanmiao as soon as she looked up, she smiled and said, "Miaomiao, come here quickly!" , Look at Sweet Pea smiling."
Mo Ruanmiao walked over to take the rattle in Aunt Chen's hand. He bent over and shook the rattle in his hand a few times, and the rattle in his hand made a crisp sound. Tiandou's attention was immediately attracted, and a sweet smile appeared on his face. Ah woo ah yelled a few times.
"Little sweet bean, little sweet bean." Mo Ruanmiao shouted with crooked eyebrows, and he laughed too when the child laughed.
Mo Ruanmiao simply took the baby over. He is holding the baby in a very decent posture now. Tiandou is lying in his arms very securely. Tiandou's two little hands have been released from the swaddle. Now In Dad's arms, Tiandou was very happy. He raised his fist and kicked his little foot.
Not long after, Mo Chutian came back. He gave Mo Ruanmiao a kiss as soon as he came back, and he didn't care about the presence of his elders. He didn't know how to be shy at all. Aunt Chen was used to the relationship between the two of them, so she just teased After a few words, he left here and went to help in the kitchen.
"Do you feel unwell today?" This is a question that Mo Chutian must ask every day.
Mo Ruanmiao shook her headThat's right, luckily the cook has prepared sobering tea. "
Before Aunt Chen approached, Mo Chutian, the big dog, finally got up from Mo Ruanmiao's shoulder. He smiled and said, "I'm not drunk, Miaomiao and I are just playing around."
Having said that, the smell of alcohol on Mo Chutian's body could not deceive anyone, Aunt Chen still brought a cup of hangover tea, and let the two of them go upstairs after Mo Chutian finished drinking.
When he went upstairs, Mo Chutian kept touching Mo Ruanmiao. He kissed Mo Ruanmiao for a while, and touched his little hand for a while. After kissing, he realized that this was not the way to the bedroom. He let out a muffled laugh and hugged Mo Ruanmiao Ruan Miao's waist, asked: "Where is Miaomiao taking me?"
Mo Ruanmiao's face was red, and he was even more nervous when he thought about what he was going to show Mo Chutian later, so he said vaguely, "I'll know when I get there."
The destination of the two was the studio. Mo Chutian finally straightened his body, with some interest on his face. He looked aside, and he found a red-faced lover. He still remembered that at this time last year, Mo Ruanmiao did the same. Bring him here, and give him a precious gift.
Pushing the door open, Mo Ruanmiao turned on the light, and the room lit up instantly.
In the center of the studio is a large and beautifully packaged box.
"Gift?" Mo Chutian asked with a suppressed voice, his brows and eyes were full of smiles.
Mo Ruanmiao looked back at him without saying a word, then picked up a pair of scissors from the workbench and handed them to Mo Chutian. His heart was beating like a drum, "You will know when you take it apart and have a look."
Mo Chutian frowned, walked to the box with scissors, squatted down and unwrapped the wrapping paper bit by bit, Mo Ruanmiao also squatted beside him, propping his chin in a daze, with a clear and shy expression on his face .
Mo Chutian always felt that there would be something extraordinary in this box. He glanced sideways at Mo Ruanmiao, and seeing the other party's behavior made him more sure of his guess. What is it? Mo Chutian didn't open it immediately, and made many guesses in his mind.
Mo Ruanmiao regained consciousness, noticed Mo Chutian's movement, he didn't urge him, and left Mo Chutian motionless, but he hoped that the other party's movements would be slower and slower, so that he could hide those secret thoughts A little longer and a little longer.
However, no matter how deep the thoughts are hidden, there will be a day when Mo Ruanmiao decides to give these sketchbooks to Mo Chutian as a gift.
The box was opened, and inside were neatly arranged sketchbooks, a total of ten books, with a total of 520 paintings. (Remember the site URL: www.hlnovel.com