Chapter 1186 Eccentric Second Mother (16)

   Otherwise, he was afraid that his wife would cut him.

  Between a son and a wife, Wen Shu must choose his wife.

   In the room, a little boy in overalls was sitting on the sofa, his **** and white eyes were rolling, looking in the direction of the door, and listening carefully to see if there was any movement.

  Wen Cheng made up his mind that he had to coax him a few more times from his parents, and promised to buy him a lot of delicious and fun things tomorrow before he went to eat.

   But, he waited and waited, and he fell asleep after waiting, and then he realized that it was already dark outside, and it was already past dinner time.

   His eyes widened, as if struck by lightning, so his parents didn't come to coax him or ask him to eat again.

  Wen Cheng was in such a situation for the first time and panicked for a while.

   He couldn't help but remember what he had heard before.

"Your sister is the first child in your family, your parents will definitely love your sister the most, if you don't fight for it yourself, then your parents will be partial to your sister, and in the future your parents will take all the money in the family. Give it to your sister, and you can only pick up the trash and eat it."

   "Brothers and elder sisters are both bad people. When they see you are young, they will bully your younger siblings. You can only bully them back first so that you won't be bullied."

"In those news, many brothers or sisters will be bad for their brothers and sisters. I heard before that a sister was taken by her sister to traffickers and sold. I will never see my parents again, and I will be interrupted. Legs, not enough to eat and not warm, very pitiful."

  Wen Cheng thought of it all at once. Today, it's my sister's fault. If my sister admitted at that time that she pushed him, my parents wouldn't blame him.

  Sister just wanted to starve him to death.

  Wen Cheng pressed his belly with his little hand and muttered in a low voice, "Grandma and Xiaopang are right, my sister is a bad person."

  …

night.

  The door of the studio on the first floor was closed, and only a faint orange light was projected from the window to the outside of the villa.

   In the studio, a man with broad shoulders and long legs is wearing an apron. In front of him is an easel. His slender fingers are holding a paintbrush, dipping paint on it, and carefully drawing something on the paper on the easel.

   He has a clear face, gentle eyebrows and eyes, and a focused look. It can be seen that he painted very carefully.

  The orange light fell on him lightly, outlining his picturesque eyebrows.

  I don't know how long it took, the man finally finished painting, put down the brush, and admired the painting on the easel, the corners of his lips evoked a light arc.

   At this moment, the door of the studio was knocked, and a shadowy figure walked in.

  The person who came here was wearing a nightdress, with a clean and beautiful face without makeup, a bumpy figure, and a sense of laziness and leisure in every move.

  Wen Shu saw the woman's first glance, her brows and eyes were slightly melancholy, and she added a bit of tenderness: "Wife, why are you here?"

   He got up and habitually reached out and hugged Yin Yin.

   The next second, he stopped when he saw the apron with paint on his body, and was busy to untie it.

   "I'll help you." Yin Yin said, going around behind him, untying the apron straps, and hanging it aside.

Just after hanging up, the man hugged her waist from the back, resting his smooth chin on her shoulder, and said lazily: "Wife, do you miss me? Can't you sleep without me? "

  Yin Yin snorted softly and turned around: "I'll see how you prepared the gift for Ningning."

   "Here, here."

   (end of this chapter)