Author: Thirteen pure onesMachine Translation
He wanted to eat women into his stomach. It was probably a long and arduous task… …
Tang Jiyao had already foreseen the bleak future.
Bringing a belly full of warm water back to the study, Tang Jiyao worked for a while to suppress the irritation in his heart.
Back in the bedroom, he took a shower.
Tang Jiyao lay on the bed.
In the dark, he looked at the ceiling and thought of the woman and children who slept in the Tang family’s room just like him.
His woman, his son.
They were closely connected to him as a family.
He liked Gu Xijiu and tied her to his household register. In the future, when others called her, they would call her Mrs. Tang first!
His, Tang Jiyao’s, wife.
…
There was a sweet feeling spreading in Tang Jiyao’s heart.
After four years, he finally found them.
*
Xia Ling closed her eyes and was still awake.
A Cherry blossom tree suddenly flashed in her consciousness.
The Fourth Pink Cherry Blossom seemed to be in full bloom in the spring, slowly blooming in front of her eyes with an illusory fragrance.
Four Cherry Blossoms. Tang Jiyao really liked her.
With a smile on her lips, Xia Ling looked at the sleeping little Tang Ting.
The little guy was sleeping soundly, but he would unconsciously lie on his side and approach her.
This was her and Tang Jiyao’s son.
He was the villain boss that pushed the plot forward.
But now, Xia Ling had already changed, the family factor that made Tang Ting’s character become twisted.
In the future, she would also guard him well.
Even if she fell in love with the female lead at the same time as the male lead, it didn’t matter. As long as her son was willing to lose and let go!
Carrying the hope for Little Tang Ting’s future, Xia Ling fell into a deep sleep.
The next day, Little Tang Ting woke up very early.
When he was putting on his clothes, he curled up on the bed, blindfolded and wrapped inside his hooded clothes.
Tang Ting was also stubborn. He was already panting from being wrapped up, but he still did not call out to her.
Xia Ling sat up and helped him get out of his clothes.
After letting out a sigh of relief, Tang Ting looked at her and smiled.
“Good morning, mom. ”
His smile was so bright that Xia Ling could not even say anything to scold him.
She stood up and helped Tang Ting put on his clothes. He washed up by himself.
Xia Ling also changed her clothes and washed up.
The two of them held hands and walked out together.
Just as they went down the stairs, they saw a few figures in the living room.
The one sitting in the main seat was not Tang Jiyao.
This scene made Xia Ling’s footsteps pause.
Tang Ting looked at her.
Xia Ling squatted down. She helped Tang Ting rearrange his clothes and touched his face.
“Little Ting, in a while, you will see GRANDPA and grandma. You can call them whatever mom wants you to call them, okay? ”
Tang Ting: “GRANDPA and grandma… ”
Xia Ling: “They are your Dad’s, dad and mom. To Your Dad, they are as close as you are to dad and mom. So we have to respect them. ”
“Father’s father and mother? ” Tang Ting repeated, but the confusion on his little face was even more obvious. He looked at Xia Ling. “Mother, then you’ve already forgiven father, haven’t you? ”
Previously, mother had said that father had done something that made her sad, so mother had taken him away.
Yesterday, mother and father had gone out for dinner. GRANDPA Wang had said that they would be able to reconcile like this, and he would have a father and mother.
So now, did he have a mother and a father?
*
Seeing that Tang Jiyao was far away from them and couldn’t hear them, in order to stabilize Tang Ting, Xia Ling had to admit it first.
“… not yet.”
