The ending echoed in the living room like a square, and the echo was so loud.

But, however, the coquettish charming girl did not get any resounding.

The housekeeper brought gloves and took away the pink crocodile leather platinum bag held by Di Xiabang Wenyi.

The coquettish girl learned from her previous lessons and stopped falling down, and the things would fall out. Then she needed to disinfect the three-piece bag.

"Mrs. is in the room on the fourth floor." The butler only spoke out to remind him after receiving the bag.

Let’s find out what it feels like to be so big that the boss doesn’t even respond to shouting.

Wenyi uses the home’s intelligent access control system to connect the intercom in the same painting room.

"Mom, your favorite baby, bringing back the daughter-in-law you want the most. Why didn't you wait downstairs~" Wen Yi talked to her mother, which was a little bit normal than when she talked to Di Xia and Wen Xue.

A little bit like a hair, no more.

After half a minute of painting, I took the elevator at home and came down from the fourth floor. When Wenyi and the fifth summer changed their shoes, I appeared in the living room on the first floor.

"Baby, didn't you tell Mama that she would not be able to come back at around 9:30? It's not even 9:00 now. If you do this, Mama has only half of her makeup. How do you come out to see her daughter-in-law?"

The same painting is a soft Wu dial, and a middle-aged woman who looks very young, wearing a white, dior high-end custom coat with Pokal dots. She is elegant and mysterious surrealism. Against the backdrop of a thin black belt, she fully displays her body proportions.

Literary looks like her mother.

This is the first impression when the fifth summer looked up and saw the same painting.

"How can a mother-in-law, as beautiful as the lady we painted together, be trapped by those casual cosmetics? You have to leave a way out for your daughter-in-law who never put on makeup." Wen Yi turned Di Wuxia manually, making her face facing the exit of the living room elevator.

"Xia Xia, this is my Mama, the lady of the same painting. She loves you so much. She expresses her joy for you. Mama has made a big table of art and loves late-night snacks."

Wen Yi said that she made a big table of her favorite midnight snack, which was not a temporary mistake.

That's the truth.

If there is any news in this sentence that is not particularly correct, it is the Tonghua who is only responsible for the final "finishing the finishing touch". All preparations and assistance work are done by the nanny at home.

On the first floor of the artist, in addition to the living room, dining room, swimming pool, there are four rooms.

One is a housekeeper, the other is a nurse, and the other is a large nanny room. There are six nanny who are responsible for cleaning, cooking and washing clothes. The other is a temporary rest when the same painting suddenly feels a little uncomfortable.

When I cook together, there are not many places where she really needs to do it.

She lived in ICU for a month five years ago. Although she finally successfully escaped from danger, her cardiopulmonary function was seriously damaged.

You cannot be tired, you cannot breathe air, or you cannot speak loudly.

I rarely go out of the house when I paint the same painting.

Fortunately, the home is big enough and the same painting is the same. Even if you are at home, you have to dress up beautifully.

There is another national gentleman who goes home to have dinner with her every day, and his life is not too boring.

I asked about the good opportunity for literature and art in the fifth summer. What do you like to eat?

Wen Yi’s answer is the same every time: “Xia Xia likes to eat what Yi Yi likes, and as long as Yi Yi likes, Xia Xia will be happy.”

So, Tonghua brought two aunts in the kitchen to help, worked hard all day long for lunch, all of which were shown in the literary circle of friends, and photos of cooking delicious food in Scotland in the fifth summer.

I don’t know if the taste is different, but it looks like it is definitely more than 90% similar to the fifth summer craftsmanship.

But this is a later story, because the foyer where you change your shoes can't see the restaurant at first glance.

For the fifth summer, the most important thing now is how to say hello to the first time I met with the Tonghua.

Wuxia hardly goes to other people's homes, nor has the experience of saying hello to other people's parents.

Especially after literary and artistically, one daughter-in-law and one baby, one is not sure what kind of opening remarks to use.

Wu Xia chose to use silence to cover up her at a loss.

"wow! Xia Xia is really as cool as you said to be baby! This is great! You murmur me, I'm almost bored and dying of boredom when I look at your brother's indiscriminate gentlemanly face all day long." Tong Hua opened the way to meet for the first time, which was even more enthusiastic than the warmest way that the fifth Xia imagined.

Tonghua rushed to Wenyi to "hang" herself on Di Wuxia's body, directly grabbed Di Wuxia's arm, and brought her in:

"Baby Xia Xia, if you marry into our family, you can be as cool as you want every day. It's best that Yiyi Baby dares not act coquettishly. You don't know that if that girl comes back for a day or two, I can't stand her spoiled appearance of acting coquettishly."

Tonghua said that she couldn't stand the literary and artistic act of acting cute, but the way she spoke was just less than the coquettish girl and less subdued words and auxiliary words, that's all.

Wu Xia chose to remain silent again. This time it was not only because she was not very good at Chinese, but also because she didn't know how to meet her, an elder who kept calling her "baby".

"Xia Xia baby is really cool! No wonder Yiyi likes to be with you so much. If I could have such a cool bestie by my side, I would definitely be full of expectations for life every day."

Wu Xia felt a little guilty. Although she was not a very polite person, she didn't want her to not even give her the most basic response under such circumstances.

She could see that Tonghua had no malicious intentions towards her.

Perhaps, it has never appeared in her memory, a character who can be called "Mom".

After thinking about it, Wu Xia finally found a relatively versatile word from his Chinese reserves.

"Thanks."

These two words are the only ones that can be thought of and said since the fifth Xia entered the door.

After listening to the same painting, the expression was like this—ヾ(????)?.

The language is like this - "wow! This is so cool! Is Xia Xia baby so cool even if he says thank you? If we have such a cool baby in our family, even the air will taste happiness."

Wu Xia finally knew why literature and art have the same personality as the sun.

Genetics or something is too powerful.

It is understandable that literature and art are well protected.

But Tonghua personally experienced the entire process of her husband's death and the turbulent cultural and wine industry. She walked around the gates of hell and maintained the innocence and romance of her girlish age, which is a bit commendable.

Culture suddenly passed away five years ago. Before the paintings of the same painting could accept reality, they entered the iCu.

Wandering at the gates of hell for a month, Tong Hua began to face life in a more positive way from the day he was discharged from the hospital.

Perhaps, it is precisely because I have been infinitely close to death that I truly feel that everything can be let go.

She doesn't want her son to work too hard.

While guarding her, she was afraid that something would happen to her, she also wanted to hide it from her sister.

While guarding against a group of veterans waiting to watch the show in the company, they also have to deal with the competitors' eye on the cultural wine industry.

These things were almost impossible to complete for literature, which had just been adult for a week at that time.

As the doctor said, multiple organ failure is almost impossible to come out of the ICU.

When Literature came back, it was the last part of the same painting.

But literature is unwilling to accept such reality. Even if the heartbeat and breathing stop, they still have to go to ecmo to extend their life to mother.

He no longer has a father, he cannot accept himself and literature, and he becomes an orphan in just a few days.

In this way, in a month, the waiting for literature gave birth to Tonghua's will to live. She not only had her husband, but also two or two children.

The same painting created a miracle of life, which gave literature great motivation.

After being discharged from the hospital, Tonghua's health was not as good as before. She felt that what she could do was not a burden to anyone and gave her son the support and advice that she could.

Tonghua is a lady who grew up in a honeypot and has never experienced the ups and downs. She found a husband who loved her very much.

But when the real storm comes, honeypots can also become a safe haven for their children.

Sometimes, excessive enthusiasm can make people feel uncomfortable.

Wu Xia was at a loss for the enthusiasm of the same painting, but strangely, she didn't feel uncomfortable at all.

Just like the literary and artistic spoiled nature, it will cause discomfort to some people.

Wen Yi herself knows this, and she is suspicious when she gets along with most people, she will pay a little attention to the way she speaks and try to avoid being put on the title of "over-excessive".

But the fifth Xia is the same with Wenyi. No matter how coquettish the charming girl is fully active, she will not feel uncomfortable.

It was because of the indulgence of the fifth summer that the Luomo Girl went straight to the sky on the road to acting cute girls.

Drawing a "Xia Xia Baby" with the same mouth did not cause discomfort in the fifth summer.

But at this moment, the atmosphere in literary and artistic families is really strange.

The more Xia didn’t speak, the more excited she became when she painted the same paintings.

Excessive excitement is very dangerous for Tonghua's existing physical condition.

"Mama, can you calm down? Hurry up and go to the kitchen to see what else hasn't been finished. I'll take Xia Xia to my room to visit." Wen Yi, but before Tong Hua was too excited, took the fifth Xia to the elevator to the third floor.

A 23-year-old girl is dressed in pink and tender room, even more princess than a princess.

Literature and art homes in Scotland are also full of pink, but after all, they are not as pink as they are as free as they are in front of you.

The bed sheets are pink lace, the curtains are pink lace, and the wallpaper is pink.

Her slippers, bed curtains, dressing tables, and cloakrooms were all pink and tender.

Even the three-piece disinfection set is packed in specially customized pink crystal bottles.

Artistic room, a 160-square-meter pink ocean.

It is too much to be like this, but this is not the whole story of a literary room.

Pushing open a secret door behind the pink bathroom, a toy room that is about the size of a literary room, came into view.

"Xia Xia, this is the biggest secret in Yiyi Room. You can choose the dolls here at will. Xia Xia will give you any gifts to Yiyi if you like."

Wen Yi kept a word on his way back from the hospital.

In Master Lou Shang's ward, the three words used by the fifth summer to end Lou Shang's hope - "No dolls".
Chapter completed!