Upon hearing this, Chen Yinyin also raised her head to look at the wind chimes, perhaps Feng Zhuo's mother was really using this little object to convey what she wanted to say.
She didn't know what to think, her head was hot, originally Feng Zhuo was holding her hand tightly, and now, she was holding him back firmly, as if she had made up her mind.
Perceiving a slight change in palm strength, the man turned his face to look at her with a slight doubt.
"Mom, thank you for your approval. Although he is sometimes very domineering and poisonous, I know that his heart is actually very kind. Don't worry, I will take good care of him."
Coincidentally, the wind chime that had stopped ringing once again made a crisp sound.
Some things, as long as you believe, he may exist.
Feng Zhuo looked at her side face, that serious look made him look a little surprised.
She turned her head to look at him and said, "You have to be nice to me, otherwise I will complain to my mother. Mom can hear you. Don't bully me any more. Have you heard?"
The man smiled deeply, and asked her, "Who is taking care of whom, are you sure you didn't get it wrong?"
"I do not care."
Chen Yinyin said proudly: "In short, you must not hurt me anymore."
"Okay, it's up to you."
"It's pretty much the same."
In fact, she has become accustomed to it. The way of getting along with Feng Zhuo is such a cycle of "bicker-reconciliation". If one day Feng Zhuo obeys her words, she really can't bear it.
…
Feng Zhuo took her to the room at the end of the corridor on the second floor and opened the door lock with the key.
"This is... your room?"
Feng Zhuo raised his eyebrows slightly, his expression already answered her question instead of words.
Chen Yinyin couldn't help wondering what would the room in his childhood and adolescence be like
Open the bedroom door, there are blue-ish household items inside, which is no different from other boys' rooms.
She walked to the bookcase and through the transparent door, she could see the objects inside.
Most of them are books, and there are even a lot of obscure ones.
"You read such a difficult book when you were a kid? Can you understand it?"
The man raised his eyebrows somewhat proudly.
"Are you underestimating me?"
"is it?"
Chen Yinyin thought about it carefully. It seemed that he had already taken over before graduating from university. So young can hold a large group of old directors. Without certain strength, it is definitely not enough to rely on the blessing of Father Feng. .
The man seemed to know how to read minds, and smiled: "It seems that your knowledge of your husband and me is not deep enough."
"President Feng, we have a full plan. We have been married for less than half a year. How can it be so easy to get a deep understanding of a person?"
Feng Zhuo agreed with her words.
"Yes, it doesn't matter."
He grabbed her waist and leaned over to whisper: "Mrs. Feng, the rest of your life is still long. You have a lot of time to understand me deeply."
Chen Yinyin showed confidence and quickly pushed him away.
It's all because his breathing is so hot that the spray on her face made her blush.
Well, it must be so.
The woman pretended to look indifferently to the other floor of the bookcase. There were many models of Transformers inside.
"Wow! I didn't expect you to collect this!"
Chen Yinyin was a little surprised about this matter. Although boys liked this a lot, Feng Zhuo had never been able to talk about it in the light of ordinary people in her eyes.
Seeing her startled, the man frowned in disgust.
"What's weird? I used to be a normal boy, okay?"
Hahaha!
Chen Yinyin wanted to put her smile back when she heard it, but I'm sorry, she couldn't help it.
This word came out of Feng Zhuo's mouth, why is it so strange
The most terrible thing is that she couldn't help but start to make up for the stinky face of a man, and she placed it on a few-year-old child or a teenager. It was simply not too unreasonable.
Just thinking about it, I feel that the picture is too happy.
"I'm really curious about how you looked when you were a kid, was it the same face from childhood to most? Is there any photo album or something."
"No."
Feng Zhuo didn't even think about it, so he answered with a calm face.
In fact, there is a photo album in his room, but he forgot it for a while.
When he remembered, the woman had already touched the album.
"Baby Memoir..."
Chen Yinyin wiped the dust off the top, muttered softly, and was about to open it immediately.
She doesn't believe the booklet called this name if it's not a photo album.
"Don't look!"
The man was anxious, and immediately stopped her from opening, but it was too late.
He watched the woman in front of him and opened that photo album. At that moment, his heart was desperate.
Since there is no way to stop, he...
"I'll go downstairs and watch for yourself."
A trace of embarrassment flashed across his face, and he turned to leave.
"You, you... You were too cute when you were a kid!"
Chen Yinyin couldn't help but exclaimed.
The first photo was of his babyhood, with a fleshy face and big eyes, with a piercing look that he didn't know what he was staring at.
"Come here, come and take a look, it's so cute!"
Chen Yinyin went to pull his sleeves and said, "Don't be embarrassed, the photos when you were young are not shameful things."
Feng Zhuo turned his head and pressed the two thin lips into a line.
"Just look at it, where are so many words?"
"But it's so cute... Take a look!"
Chen Yinyin refused to give up and insisted on holding him to watch.
He refused, and she would not let him go, holding his arm in one hand, flipping through the photo album with the other, commenting or exclaiming from time to time.
In the end, the man was so tempered by her.
He had never seen her like this... For a while, he really couldn't find an exact and appropriate adjective to describe it.
She has turned many pages, from his infancy to his teenage years. Except when he was a child, the pictures behind him are indifferent and contemptuous, almost the same as him now.
Only one.
He rarely smiled in the photo.
"What happened to you at that time, so happy."
Chen Yinyin pointed to the photo and asked him.
Feng Zhuo looked at her indifferently, and said in a deep voice, "Who remembers what happened so long, maybe it was some kind of prize."
"Oh… "
The woman nodded and smiled: "I have come to a conclusion that you were much cuter when you were a kid than you are now."
Feng Zhuo: "..."
"You talk too much today, so noisy."
Chen Yinyin: "Someday I don't talk a lot? Why don't people talk with a long mouth? Isn't it a decoration to look good?"
Unexpectedly, the man answered the words solemnly: "It's not impossible, think about it, if people don't have a long mouth, it's really weird."
Obviously he knew that he had deliberately attacked her, but she couldn't help but make up her mouthlessness.
Uh... well, really weird.
She closed the photo album and wanted to look around again. Just getting up, her stomach "gurgled" and looked very abrupt in the quiet room.
"It looks like your stomach protested."
Chen Yinyin solemnly tossed the pot to the baby in her stomach.
"No, your children are hungry. I'm just their external manifestations."
"Let's go, don't starve my children."
Chen Yinyin said dissatisfied: "I, you can't be hungry either."
The man's lips lied in a joke: "Okay, feed you."