I am not afraid of my son playing hooligans, but I am afraid that the air will suddenly become quiet.
Su Mu was caught by Su Ying and his whole body suddenly arched, and the center of his brows also tightened instantly. The corner of his mouth twitched and let out a scream. When the sound hit the wall and produced a clear echo, the 'pain' in Su Mu's throat was withdrawn suddenly, trembling The ending sound stopped abruptly.
At that time, even his echo disappeared in the air, and the silence was shocking.
After about two or three seconds, Su Mu's watery eyes turned mechanically, and looked at Jing Zhixuan, who was squatting short in front of him, with seven points of embarrassment and three points of sorrow.
That expression should not be too aggrieved, Jing Zhixuan's heart ached when he saw it.
"Baby." Jing Zhixuan, who said baby on his mouth but scolded the little bastard in his heart, reached out and took Su Ying's two small hands, stuffed the yogurt bottle into Su Ying's hand, and quickly took Su Mu's hand to his lips. They kissed each other as comfort, then Shi Shiran stood up from the sofa and said, "By the way, Wen Zhuo, I heard from Mu Mu that you love growing flowers?"
He Wenzhuo's half-contemptuous gaze shifted from Su Mu to Jing Zhixuan, and turned into full of disgust: "Why, are you looking for something to talk about?!"
"..." The expression on Jing Zhixuan's face changed, but he suppressed it quickly, and said in a calm voice: "A friend gave me two pots of orchids. I didn't keep them for long, and I looked like I was about to die. I don't know. …”
"What!" He Wenzhuo, who loves orchids the most among flowers, suddenly sat up from the single sofa: "What orchid?"
Jing Zhixuan frowned slightly, and thought: "What kind of lotus is it called or what kind of petal?"
He Wenzhuo: "Is it called Lotus Petal Orchid!"
Wei Zicheng, who was on a paralyzed face, said quickly: "Yes, yes, yes!"
He Wenzhuo's pupils dilated instantly: "Fuck, I can't afford it, you have to feed it to death, where, where, show me!"
Jing Zhixuan raised his eyebrows subtly, and pointed out the window: "Here, it's in the greenhouse."
As soon as Jing Zhixuan saw He Wenzhuo turned around and walked towards the greenhouse, he quickly gestured to Wei Zicheng to follow.
As soon as He Wenzhuo stepped out of the living room, Jing Zhixuan leaned closer to Su Mu, put his hand on Su Mu's head and gently stroked his soft hair, ready to enjoy the warm moment of the family of three.
However, the warmth is only three seconds...
Holding the yogurt bottle in her left hand, Su Ying, who was about to continue playing hooligans with her right hand, looked at it, turned her right hand and slapped Jing Zhixuan's little arm, and heard the sound resounding in the living room, knowing that she had used all her strength Son: "Crack!"
"Baby!" When Su Mu heard this, he looked at Su Ying pretending to be angry and said, "Has Baba ever taught you that hitting someone is wrong?"
Su Ying pursed her lips: "... Baba."
"..." Jing Zhixuan let out a breath, retracted his arm embarrassingly, shook his head at Su Mu, and coaxed his son dotingly: "Baby is so small, but has such great strength, great."
"Hmph!" Su Ying looked away ungratefully, and pressed herself into Su Mu's arms, rubbing her hands secretly, not forgetting to please Su Mu: "My papa is well-raised."
This sentence is what He Wenzhuo often said: Don't look at my Mu Mu's delicate and weak, his son is really well raised.
"..." Hearing Su Mu's sighs again, Jing Zhixuan finally couldn't bear it any longer. He covered Su Ying's small head with his big hands, pushed her away, and leaned into Su Mu's ear: "Didn't you just say that you won't give birth?" ~That one?!"
With his son here, Jing Zhixuan forcefully held that word in his throat.
"Boy," thinking of Meng Lang just now, and the fact that his son used a straw to trick him into being a father's milk when he was a child, Su Mu's ears warmed up, and he hid: "Do you believe what children say?"
Jing Zhixuan couldn't help feeling hot all over, and lightly pecked Su Mu's ear: "Chirp~"
Su Xiaobaozi was not a weak stump, and because of Jing Zhixuan's shove, the little guy almost hit Jing Zhixuan again, Su Mu had no choice but to hold Su Ying and said that he wanted to see orchids.
Orchids are beautiful, dignified and mysterious. Many people like them, but they are still hesitant.
On the one hand, although there are many varieties of orchids, in the eyes of many people who love orchids, those worth tens of dollars cannot be compared with the expensive varieties, which are relatively expensive, especially wild varieties are often sold at sky-high prices.
On the other hand, orchids are delicate and difficult to grow among many flowers, especially some orchids cultivated on rotting leaves, it is difficult to control the humidity and air temperature in the pot.
And what He Wenzhuo saw in Jingzhixuan's flower room was the most expensive and difficult to serve variety - lotus petal orchid.
Two beautiful and extremely symmetrical lotus petal orchids are placed on the stone steps not far from the sweet-scented osmanthus tree. The buds that are shy to be released already exude a fragrance. Their flowers are like white jade, with slender flower stems and half-hanging leaves. Like an elegant and holy white swan, it stands proudly in this piece of greenery.
I'm afraid that once the buds open, all the flowers and plants here will become its charming background painting.
However, the leaves look dirty and the soil looks messy, but it is still growing well, but the fragrance is covered by the very strong sweet-scented osmanthus, and you can't smell it if you don't get close.
He Wenzhuo took a deep breath of the unique fragrance of orchids, and looked up at the open-air roof above. It seemed that these two pots of orchids worth millions were raised by the sky. up!
"Tsk!" He Wenzhuo heard the footsteps and turned his head to look at Jing Zhixuan behind Su Mu: "This orchid is very cute, why does Mr. Jing feel that it is about to die? It seems that Mr. Jing loves flowers more than people. Ah, it really tastes good."
Jing Zhixuan: "..." This can be said with a face, if He Wenzhuo's mouth is not poisonous, a sow will climb a tree!
Jing Zhixuan supported Su Mu to stand still, the hand on Su Mu's back was pulled away by Su Ying, and then he calmly said, "Really, I think its flower head is drooping, and it has been several days since the flower bone grew. None bloomed."
"... Hehe." He Wenzhuo snorted, reaching out to touch the translucent petals, but he was unwilling: "The flower heads of orchids are originally half-drooped, like a reserved and shy girl, not like some people who use too much force In the end, I can still stand and talk without back pain.”
Jing Zhixuan's throat moved with difficulty: "..." This time, he really didn't want to talk to He Wenzhuo anymore.
I feel like I've never choked so much in my entire life!
On the contrary, Huang Yaoquan opened his mouth to teach the way of growing flowers at the right time. He first talked about the temperature suitable for orchid growth, then talked about the looseness of the soil and the humidity, and finally praised the two orchids for their beautiful shape and fragrance, and asked Jing Zhixuan to move the orchids Go to the shed and do some soil pest control.
Jing Zhixuan thanked, and then said: "Why don't you, brother Huang, take these two pots of orchids back to raise, I'm a careless person, I really can't bear these two little creatures."
He Wenzhuo quickly waved his hands and said, "Yes, we can't afford Mr. Jing's things, and my old Huang is not qualified to call you brother..."
But during the conversation, seeing Su Mu's expression, He Wenzhuo swallowed back the rest of the words abruptly. Huang Yaoquan was right. After all, Su Mu liked the person. He didn't want to hurt Su Mu's heart, so he changed the subject: "Whether things are delicate or not, as long as they are dedicated enough, they can always be raised well, just like people."
"Well, you're right." Knowing that He Wenzhuo meant something, Jing Zhixuan looked at Su Mu affectionately and said, "Man, I, Jing Zhixuan, will definitely treat them well. However, I still want to invite these two pots of orchids Those of you who know how to grow flowers help take care of them."
Su Mu received the deep affection in Jing Zhixuan's eyes, and lowered his eyes slightly, feeling a little sweeter in his heart.
But more, is the gratitude to He Wenzhuo.
Jing Zhixuan persuaded them a few more words, but seeing that He Wenzhuo was indifferent, he had no choice but to invite them to a restaurant for dinner.
The place to eat is not far from the company. It is the most luxurious restaurant in the East District. During the meal, Jing Zhixuan is even more thoughtful and meticulous.
Jing Zhixuan was in a good mood. He helped Su Mu take care of Su Ying in the first half of the dinner, but was disgusted.
In the second half of the dinner, he was under the table, holding Su Mu's palm and gently rubbing it. He Wenzhuo, who had piercing eyes, glared at him, but didn't say anything.
In high spirits, Jing Zhixuan toasted Huang Yaoquan with a few glasses of white wine, and at the end of the dinner, he persuaded Huang Yaoquan to take the orchid back.
Although Huang Yaoquan was not a greedy person, he could see that He Wenzhuo was very worried about the two pots of orchids, and he was restless after a meal, so he agreed to help take care of them, and send them back after they were raised. This time, He Wenzhuo didn't make a sound , which is the default.
Back at Mosuil, Jing Zhixuan and Su Mu delivered orchids to the car, and then went back to the top floor together.
Jing Zhixuan has a good capacity for alcohol. Although he is not drunk, he looks at Su Mu with slightly drunken eyes. A single look can make Su Mu's ears feel warm.
But because of Su Ying's presence, Jing Zhixuan didn't dare to do anything, fearing that Su Ying wouldn't let him go to bed when he fell asleep.
Even so, the family of three entered the living room, and the air gradually filled with smoke.
But because I stayed in the hotel for a long time, it is already ten o'clock in the evening, and Su Ying, who went to bed early and got up early, was obviously a little sleepy, so she just stared at Jing Zhixuan, hugged Su Mu's neck and said coquettishly : "Papa, let's take a shower and sleep."
Su Mu, who always felt that his son who had become more and more clingy recently, was the sequelae of kidnapping, naturally agreed with all his heart: "Well, listen to the baby."
Then, Su Mu's eyes fell on Jing Zhixuan's face, hesitating for a moment on his face: "Zhixuan, how about... I'll take Xiaoying to the guest room first."
"What are you talking about!" Jing Zhixuan picked up Su Ying's thermos cup and teapot and approached, with infinite gentleness: "If I want to sleep, I will sleep in the guest room."
Su Mu's heart warmed, and she pursed her lips shyly: "That's wronged you."
"..." Jing Zhixuan didn't expect Su Mu to be as ruthless as his son, and immediately couldn't hold back his face: "Well... I'd better sleep with you, and I will take care of you and your son drinking water at night."
Su Ying turned her face away, and Xiao Danfeng's fierce eyes were very intimidating: "Big bad wolf, shameless!"
Then he turned his face and kissed Su Mu with his chubby mouth: "Papa, I don't want to sleep with the big bad wolf."
Su Mu nodded blankly at his son.
In fact, Su Ying didn't have the habit of kissing his mouth when she was a child, but since she lived with Shi Rushui and his son, Shi Rushui loves to feed Beibei mouth to mouth. When acting like a baby, he always does everything he can.
From then on, whenever he was injured anywhere, Su Ying would kiss the corner of his mouth to comfort him, that's all.
But recently...
His lips were kissed by Jing Zhixuan and Su Ying, and his lips were swollen every day.
However, the heart is also sweet.
So, Su Mu carried Su Ying into the master bedroom, and shut Jing Zhixuan out of the room.
However, when Su Mu came out of the bathroom wearing the pajamas that Jing Zhixuan had prepared for them, and holding Su Ying in his arms, the father and son were surprised to find that the double sofa that was originally close to the balcony of the bedroom had been moved to the side of the bed and had been folded in half. Stretched out, a quilt was neatly laid out, pillows were placed on it, and a person sat on it.
Jing Zhixuan, who was wearing the same style of pajamas, was sitting facing the bathroom, looking down at the email on his tablet. When he heard the door opening, he quickly dropped the tablet, stood up, and flatteringly said, "Wife, son, you've finished washing." .”
The expression on Su Mu's face changed, and his voice was a little shy: "...um."
"Come on, son, Baba will carry you to bed." Jing Zhixuan walked over to pick up Su Ying from Su Mu's arms, and put the little guy on the bed: "I'll blow your hair later."
"No need." Su Mu smiled, and followed Jing Zhixuan to the bedside: "Don't be too busy, my son and I came out after blowing our hair."
When Jing Zhixuan heard that Su Mu was talking about his son, not Xiaoying any more, he hugged Su Mu and kissed him, fascinated, gently touched Su Mu's pale pink face that became more and more charming after bathing: "... Um."
"Papa!" Su Ying's eyes turned red when she saw it, and she quickly grabbed Su Mu's hand and dragged it to the bed: "I don't want to see him."
"Baby," Jing Zhixuan quickly pecked Su Mu's face again, looked back at Su Ying condescendingly, and exaggeratedly begged, "It's cold outside, so let Baba sleep here, okay?"
"No! Also, you are not a papa!" Su Ying stood on the bed and put her feet on Su Mu's neck. Su Mu had no choice but to smile at Jing Zhixuan helplessly, and got on the bed.
Jing Zhixuan also unfolded the blanket quickly and covered the father and son: "Baby, Baba doesn't go to bed, Baba sleeps on the sofa, you should go to bed obediently."
Su Ying used her trump card again, hugging Su Mu's neck and murmuring, "Hmph, Papa, I hate him."
Su Mu leaned against the head of the bed and hugged Su Ying in her arms, and said softly, "Don't be angry, baby, and you won't be able to see the big bad wolf when the baby is asleep. Let's go to sleep."
Saying that, Su Mu was about to lie down with her arms around Su Ying. Su Ying glared at Jing Zhixuan who walked around on the sofa: "No, I can see the big bad wolf, and I can't sleep!"
Sitting on the sofa, Jing Zhixuan steadily pointed to the position on Su Mu's left side, and shamelessly suggested, "Then you sleep over there." It just so happened that I was also closer to my wife.
Su Ying refused loudly: "No, I want to sleep here!"
"Then..." Jing Zhixuan held his forehead and thought for a while, made a pitiful expression on Su Ying and moved the sofa to the head of the bed, and then said to Su Ying who was sitting on the head of the bed glaring with arms crossed: "This way you can't see, It's all right."
"... Humph!" Su Ying thought for a while, then angrily crawled out of the bed, and then sat on the edge of the sofa at the end of the bed with her little feet kicking on the bed: "Don't touch the bed!"
"..." Jing Zhixuan moved the sofa back half a meter sincerely, then sat opposite Su Ying, and said with a doting smile, "Baby, it's all right now!"
"You..." Su Ying did not raise her foot politely this time, but stretched out a finger to poke Jing Zhixuan's right shoulder, and glanced down at the spot where Jing Zhixuan touched the bed. The knee said viciously: "You, you are not allowed to touch the bed!"
"Oh!" Jing Zhixuan followed Su Ying's hand and exaggerated backwards: "Baby's one-finger magical skill has reached the pinnacle of perfection, the little one is so scared, and the little one will never dare to cross the line again!"
"Hmph!" Su Ying glanced at Jing Zhixuan who was lying on his back, lowered her head, then raised her little foot, and kicked Jing Zhixuan's knee that was still on the bed: "I told you, don't touch the bed! !"
Jing Zhixuan supported his upper body behind his arms, and while laughing and retracting his knees, he looked at Su Mu with doting eyes, and doted on Su Ying in his words: "Obey! My Lord Xiaoying!"
Leaning on the bed and looking at the father and son who were fighting at the end of the bed, tears flowed down Su Mu's eyes.