Uncle Yao Wen is a relatively late married man in his generation, but he is a bizarre man with quite a lot of emotional experience.
?????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????Out of all the women who had a good relationship with him, when they mentioned him, they couldn't hate them and loved them so much that they couldn't let go.
Now that he has achieved enlightenment, it can be regarded as a meritorious deed, and he has fulfilled the expectations of those women.
"It's pretty good, not as good as when we were young and frivolous."
Sheng Qianqian choked on the water and her face turned red after coughing. She finally managed to catch her breath. At this moment, the man handed her a tissue and said, "You should be fine too. Don't let yourself go. After all, it's the same as before when I didn't care about anything." Want love.¡±
Sheng Qianqian's eyes were slightly different, and her eyes became complicated.
When she and Uncle Yao Wen were getting along, there was a turmoil in the capital, and the two elderly families almost started fighting because of their unethical relationship.
At that time, when they were on good terms, they were really good on each other.
¡°If she had her first crush on anyone, it would definitely be Uncle Yao Wen.
At the age of cardamom, love first bloomed. At that time, they were still young, they were still angry horses in bright clothes, and they were still white kapok. They were so pure and beautiful.
Thinking about it carefully, it turns out that they have never mentioned the old things like this in more than ten years.
Sheng Qianqian couldn't say what she felt. Just looking at the elegant and handsome face of the man in front of her, she could no longer find him in her youth in the depths of her memory.
It turns out that no matter how good the cardamom years are, after all, as time goes by, nothing is left.
She pursed her lips and smiled lightly. Her eyes were as brilliant as a kaleidoscope. She said softly, "Okay. You should be good too!"
Uncle Yao Wen nodded, and then there was a knock on the box door. He stood up: "It should be Shengzhuang."
Sheng Qianqian raised her eyebrows, with a slight smile in her eyes, "I heard that you are pregnant?"
The man's face showed a hint of happiness as he became a father for the first time, "Well, Yue is still young, so not many people know about it, only Xixiu and the others."
As Uncle Yao Wen said this, he stood up and opened the door.
She took off her black bodyguard outfit and wore an orange coat with makeup. Inside was a loose beige cashmere long skirt, short-heeled leather boots, and permed pear blossom hair. The whole person exuded the charm of a mature woman and the smile of a girl.
She walked over and Sheng Qianqian winked at her, "You are almost a mother, how can you still wear high heels?"
Shengzhuang smiled lightly, "It's just a rare occasion to dress up, just to match the clothes."
She couldn¡¯t drink tea. After Uncle Yao Wen hugged her and sat down, he ordered her a glass of milk.
It can be seen that he has care and affection for her in his eyes.
Thinking about it, he is the one who has achieved enlightenment and is waiting to be loved by Shengzhuang.
Shengzhuang drank the milk and looked at her with gentle eyes, "It's almost the New Year. I was walking around here to buy some New Year's goods. Uncle Wen said he was here, so I came over. I won't disturb you." "
Sheng Qianqian pulled her lips, "Of course not."
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Sheng Qianqian and Sheng Zhuang are very familiar with each other. Sheng Zhuang was a soldier selected from the orphanage when Sheng Xixiu was a boy. It can be said that they have known each other for more than ten or twenty years.
In terms of kinship, the Sheng family is Sheng Zhuang¡¯s natal family, and Sheng Qianqian is her relative.
We haven¡¯t gotten together like this for a long time, and there was nothing to talk about. After chatting for almost half an hour, Sheng Qianqian said goodbye and left.
When we came out of the box, it was still cold outside. There were thick ice cubes hanging from the mouth of the bowl hanging on the green pine branches. They were crystal clear under the sunlight, and were actually purer than the rarest treasures.
Sheng Qianqian stopped and looked at the ice edge shining brightly in the sun, her thoughts drifting a little far away.
¡¾Brother Jue, that ice cube is so beautiful! ¡¿
¡¾What's there to see? When the weather warms up, it will all melt. ¡¿
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[ps: The name is wrong, it¡¯s not Ji Xia, it¡¯s Shengzhuang, it has been changed] (Remember the website address: www.hlnovel.com