Song Yaoyao had that dream again. In the dream, she married Huo Yunque.
Her brother stood under the stage with a sullen face, watching her father lead her hand through the long carpet, and finally handed it to another man, his eyes were full of displeasure.
Seeing this, my mother patted my brother's back to comfort him, and looked at the stage with relief in his eyes.
She is still as beautiful as ever, even though she is over fifty, but because she is well maintained, her husband loves her and her children are filial. Under no pressure, she looks like a beautiful woman who is just thirty years old, her eyes are clear and she doesn't look like a person over fifty years old.
The young priest presiding over the wedding smirked, which immediately caused all the girls in the audience to commit nympho.
The cross necklace worn around the neck exudes silver light under the bright crystal chandelier.
He asked, "Would you like to?"
"I would like to—"
In the morning, the slightly drunken sunlight entered the room unscrupulously, and passionately kissed the fair little face on the bed.
After so many years, time seems to stay on her body, which is the blessing of God.
She is used to curling up under the quilt, only revealing a small half of her pink and fair face. Under the sun, her skin is as delicate as a newborn baby.
When Huo Yunque walked in with warm water, what he heard was the phrase 'I am willing—'. He paused, and couldn't help but smile softly.
He knew that his little wife was having that dream again.
Song Yaoyao felt itching on her forehead, she moaned and woke up slowly, and when she opened her eyes, she was attacked by a certain man's beauty.
His eyebrows and eyes are deep, his facial features are clear and compelling, with his unique temperament, like a good ink painting, which depicts a unique person in the world.
"Well... what are you doing..."
She grunted and reached out out of habit.
Huo Yunque leaned over and let her hook her neck, and supported her soft waist with his big palms to hug her.
Under the bright light, there was nowhere to hide the red marks on the little woman's body.
Like a red plum blooming in the snow, it starts to meander down from the round shoulder.
Huo Yunque kissed her on the forehead, "I like the wedding so much, why don't we do it again?" He suggested.
Song Yaoyao was still in a daze, napping with her head resting on his broad shoulders, when she heard this sentence, her little face blushed suddenly.
Buried his head and complained, "Isn't the reason why a wedding is sacred because it can only happen once in a lifetime?"
What the hell is doing it again!
She tugged at Huo Yunque's ears, thinking that this man's brain circuit was getting weirder and weirder.
Huo Yunque didn't know what she was thinking, so he chuckled, "Didn't you always miss it?" He took the cup of warm water and fed it directly to her mouth without Song Yaoyao's hands.
Song Yaoyao took a sip, and heard that Bai Nennen's little feet kicked him, "You will laugh at me!"
"Is there?" Huo Yunque leaned over and propped his arms on the bed, trapping her under him.
Song Yaoyao is no longer the little girl who couldn't bear to be teased and wanted to curl up when she was shy. She giggled, and took the initiative to hook the man's neck and kiss him, "But no matter how many times I experience it in my dream, my answer will always be that sentence."
I would like to-
There was a smile in Huo Yunque's eyes, and just as he was about to kiss him back, Song Yaoyao had already dodged mischievously.
Seeing that Huo Yunque jumped to nothing, his eyes curved up in a sudden smile, revealing a few white teeth.
The appearance of the cunning little fox makes people love and hate it.
"Tricking me, huh?"
With his jaw pinched, Huo Yunque slowly leaned over.
The sun is just right, and the deer in my heart is jumping wildly.
Ah, this man has always had the ability to make her heart flutter, for decades.
Song Yaoyao closed her eyes, her eyelashes fluttering rapidly.
Just when Huo Yunque's kiss was about to fall, the door was pushed open with a 'boom', and then two chubby little cannonballs rushed in quickly.
The two chubby guys were wearing the same style of clothes, one pink and one blue.
"Mama! Mama get up—ah!"
The little fat pier suddenly braked suddenly, and the little fat man covered his eyes with his hands, "See no evil! Don't listen to evil!" Then he quietly opened his fingers and peeked through the gap.
"Boom—"
Another little chubby who was a step behind didn't have time to brake, and directly hit the former.
The two of them were stacked like arhats and fell on the carpet.
Immediately, ouch, ouch, yelled non-stop.
The charming atmosphere suddenly disappeared without a trace because of this funny scene, Huo Yunque's brows jumped and he straightened up, gnashing his teeth.
I wondered which gene was wrong to create these two stupid things.
Song Yaoyao was taken aback, and quickly jumped out of bed to hug them, "Oh, get up quickly, does it hurt from the fall?"
"You sit down."
Huo Yunque glanced at her, walked over and picked up two radishes, one on the left and one on the right, weighed them, and said, "I'm getting fat again," he said coldly, "Starting tomorrow, give up sugar and snacks."
"ah?"
The eyes of the two little radishes turned black, and they were so tired that they didn't love each other, "Dad, don't!!"
Song Yaoyao sat on the bed shaking her little feet and sniggering.
She got married the year she graduated, and it has been five years since she got married. In the second year of marriage, she became pregnant and gave birth to the pair of twin brothers.
Of course Song Yaoyao was afraid of pain, but she had carefully considered and mentally prepared for her pregnancy. However, because of the lessons learned from the past, Song Yaoyao was fully prepared when she tied the TT that time, and she was not discovered.
One win.
She remembered how someone was furious when she found out that she was pregnant, and how angry she was for the first time, and she shrank her neck involuntarily.
However, the seed had been planted and was thriving in her stomach. Huo Yunque couldn't force her to go to the hospital to kill her, so he could only start doing homework every day in fear.
What a domineering CEO, he was forced to become a twenty-four filial husband who is proficient in eighteen martial arts because of his little wife.
Even so, when Song Yaoyao gave birth, she almost stepped into the gate of hell.
It really hurts.
Then the next day, perhaps because he was worried that she would mess up again, Huo Yunque went straight to a minor operation to avoid future troubles.
In fact, having these two is enough, how dare Song Yaoyao dare to have another child, the pain of having a child, once in a lifetime is enough.
But looking at the two cubs obediently standing beside Huo Yunque, Song Yaoyao bent her eyes and was satisfied. She didn't regret the pain of having a baby at all, as long as she saw them, she felt that everything was worth it.
"Why are you always in a daze recently?"
Seeing her distracted again unconsciously, Huo Yunque shook his head, walked over to get the socks and knelt down on one knee to put them on for her.
Song Yaoyao grinned, and her eyes traced Huo Yunque's eyebrows, "Because I was thinking, did I save the Milky Way in my previous life, otherwise how could I have such a good and handsome husband!"
Huo Yunque paused, and smiled at her, "Slick tongue." The raised corners of his lips indicated that he was very useful.
After the two cubs were born, they were named by Mr. Huo, the older one was named Huo Yi'an, and the younger one was named Huo Yiran.
At this moment, the two children just watched this scene, and let out a long sigh.
"Is this what the godmother said, that the parents are true love, and we are accidents?"
Huo Yiran nodded his head, and sighed, "Oh!"
Song Yaoyao was speechless, "What nonsense have your godmothers been telling you all day long? Hurry up and have breakfast!"
Huo Yi'an pouted, "Let's see, brother? Godmother is right!!" He stretched out his chubby hand, "Brother, let's go!"
Looking at it like that, Song Yaoyao couldn't laugh or cry, "What is this all about?"
"Ah, that's right!" When he walked to the door, his younger brother Huo Yiran bit his finger and remembered, "Mama, grandpa and grandma are visiting you! Get up quickly!"
"Ah? Parents are here?!"
Song Yaoyao was so shocked that she almost jumped up, her brows were beaming with joy, and she gave Huo Yunque a complaining look, "Why didn't you tell me earlier!"
"Don't worry."
Huo Yunque dressed her carefully, "I'm downstairs, so I can't run away."
"How can it be the same?" Song Yaoyao puffed up her cheeks and said in disapproval.
As soon as she got dressed, she couldn't wait to run out.
Downstairs in the living room, even if they are over half a hundred years old, Father Song and Mother Song are sitting on the carpet regardless of their image, playing with the two brothers.
She stood on the stairs and blinked, feeling that everything was so beautiful that she didn't dare to speak, for fear that everything was fake.
Until Song's mother realized that she was looking over, she smiled and waved, "This child, why are you in a daze? Come here!"
With a sound, Song Yaoyao finally realized.
Not a dream!
She ran over briskly, with a sweet voice, "Come on!"
…
In fact, Song Yaoyao also asked later, but her parents kept silent about how she got there. Just let her rest assured that they will never leave again in this life.
After a long time, Song Yaoyao's desire to pursue this matter faded away.
She thought about it carefully, combined with that weird dream, and guessed that there should be a causal relationship.
Since some kind of mysterious and mysterious thing really exists, it is not impossible for her parents and elder brother to come and accompany her.
But later, Song Yaoyao asked Song Lanchuan many times, and never regretted giving up everything there.
In that world, their Song family was also a celebrity of a prosperous family, but in this world, everything has to start again.
Regarding this, Song Lanchuan just pressed her head and said to himself: "You have to believe in your brother's ability, no matter where he is, he can support you and your parents."
Soon, he proved it.
Now that many years have passed, Song Lanchuan started from scratch and created a huge business empire. People in the business world call him a wolf-like existence.
As long as you spot one thing, you will attack immediately.
The Song family has risen suddenly, and the powerful mother family has also become Song Yaoyao's most solid backing.
The days passed in such a peaceful and warm way.
No matter how reluctant the two little ones are, they still have to go to kindergarten.
At the same time, the younger brother Huo Yiran has shown a strong interest in art since he was a child, and his personality is not as detached as his elder brother Huo Yian, so he can calm down at a young age.
Father Song also had some accomplishments in painting, so he served as Huo Yiran's teacher until he was eight years old. After the age of eight, the two brothers finally lost their immaturity and gradually showed a high IQ that was different from ordinary people, and he had nothing to teach them.
It's time to find a teacher, Song Yaoyao thought.
One day, there was a knock on the door of the former headmaster of Yuhua Primary School. He is a master of traditional Chinese painting, and it is well known that he has not accepted apprentices for a long time.
Everyone is not optimistic, thinking that this time it must be shut down again.
Until, whoever brought the child, took out a pen.
The next day, the master of Chinese painting announced to the outside world that he had accepted a new apprentice who was only eight years old.