Scum dad dreams of robbing mommy

Ah, it turns out that everyone loves sweet talk, the more sensual the more I like it.

The study room fell into a brief silence, neither of them spoke, but the atmosphere was good, and the distance between the two hearts was very close.

Yang Qianyu waited for the numbness to pass, then suddenly turned to look at him.

Seeing her hesitate to speak, Feng Moyan asked, "What's wrong?"

"Just now...Xiaoyu said, you ask them if they would like to go back and visit your parents?"

Feng Moyan's expression was slightly startled, but soon he was relieved, and the corner of his mouth twitched into a smile, "I was also going to ask you what you mean at night, but I didn't expect the children to tell you first."

Yang Qianyu relaxed his back, leaned back a little, and sat on his buttocks, as if he wanted to have a deep talk with him.

"Did your parents force you on New Year's Day?"

"It's not forced, but when I left, my mother mentioned it. What she said was that the three children went back together, and she accepted Xixi." Feng Moyan explained the "premise" immediately, showing his mother's change.

"Really?" Yang Qianyu was a little surprised.

Moreover, she also realized that when Feng Moyan mentioned his parents now, his emotions were not as strong and indifferent as before, and he was even a little partial.

She didn't know whether this change was due to the "pillow wind" she had given him a few days ago, or some other reason.

The mood is a bit complicated.

She is not a sage. After being hurt so deeply by his family, she really has a grudge.

The reason for persuading him so much before was that she didn't want them to have too much trouble. After all, his parents were not in good health. She was worried that if there was an accident, she would leave regrets.Years later, maybe he will blame himself again.

But when he really changed his attitude and started thinking about letting the children go back, she felt a little... minded.

Hey, what a combination of contradictions and entanglements.

Seeing that she didn't speak, Feng Moyan held her hand tighter, "Qianqian, don't worry, I absolutely respect your wishes. If you don't agree, I won't make decisions on my own."

Yang Qianyu came back to her senses and shook her head quickly: "No, no, I have no objection to this matter, as long as the children are willing, you can take them back."

Bad things belong to bad things, she is still reasonable.

The grievances of the previous generation should not affect innocent children.

Feng Moyan suddenly smiled.

She was puzzled, "What are you laughing at?"

"You know, when I asked the children, the little ones first said no to answer, not to go, and then I persuaded them, and they said, that is to ask the meaning of the mother, and the mother promised, we will go - and now You also said that as long as the children are willing, they can go back."

Yang Qianyu was secretly surprised, looked at the helpless smile on his face, and subconsciously explained: "I didn't let them say that, and we didn't kick each other—"

She was a little helpless, she didn't expect the little guy to be so smart that he was about to become smart.

Covering her forehead, she lowered her hands and said, "Then... If this is the case, let me find time to chat with the children."

Seeing her anxious, Feng Moyan stopped immediately, "Don't get me wrong, I don't think so. I know very well what kind of temperament you are. You divide your relationship with my parents from the children's relationship with my parents. That's pretty clear. That's rare, and I appreciate it."

Feng Moyan knew that the vast majority of women, after being hurt by their former parents-in-law and ruined their reputations, would definitely stay away from each other for the rest of their lives, let alone let their children get close to their grandparents.

And she can still treat this relationship fairly and neutrally, and the three views are very positive.

After being praised so much by him, Yang Qianyu felt that her thoughts just now were a bit petty.

So, she said more generously: "As long as your parents don't hurt the children, especially if they treat Xixi equally, I'm happy for them to have more contact with the children."

After all, in a normal family, children are not only cared by grandparents, but also cared by grandparents, so they can enjoy the full love of a big family.

But in her family, grandpa and grandma are impossible, they already have less love than others.

If grandparents can't communicate normally, then another share will be lost.

It is said that they are relatives across generations, and she also hopes that her babies can have more love.

Hearing what she said, Feng Moyan was even more moved. He took her hand again and pulled her down.

The woman twitched: "What are you doing..."

"Qianqian, thank you, after they hurt you like that, you are still willing to repay them with the greatest kindness." The two seemed to see each other, and the man was so grateful that he blurted out emotional words again, "I am so lucky to meet you. "

Yang Qianyu didn't want to make out with him, so she stubbornly refused to bend down, but when she heard this, she couldn't help but cast a sideways glance at him, and said, "You're stealing honey with your mouth."

"Well, maybe."

"Okay, stop making trouble, wash up and sleep quickly."

"Don't worry, let me hug you first."

She really didn't want to get tired of it, but the man didn't let go, knocking the documents on the table to the ground while struggling.

"Stop messing around!" Yang Qianyu patted his hand away impatiently, bent down to pick up the documents, but unexpectedly he stretched out his long arms and grabbed her by the waist.

"Ah—" She was quite frightened, and instinctively reached out to pull the edge of the table, but she still did not escape the fate of being locked in his arms.

"Your leg……"

"It's okay, you're not heavy." The man finally fulfilled his wish, hugged her sideways in his arms, and buried his handsome face on her shoulder.

"Qianqian..." His tone was particularly deep.

"Huh?" Now that he was hugging her, Yang Qianyu simply relaxed.

"I know, you still mind to some extent. It's my fault that made you difficult." His eyes were warm and restrained, and his voice was low and apologetic, sincerely apologizing.

The woman was slightly stunned, a little embarrassed—it turned out that he knew all about her little thoughts.

In this case, Yang Qianyu turned to look at him, and simply opened up and said, "Then can you tell me why the sudden change in attitude is so big?"

Feng Moyan didn't say anything, just buried his face in her neck.

This appearance is a bit like the depression and loneliness when he called himself that day and told her to come back as soon as possible.

"If you don't want to talk, just..."

"It's nothing, it's just that... Shiwen's illness is serious again, and they are very worried. When I went back last time, I saw them frowning and aging a lot. I just thought that the children might bring them some joy."

Yang Qianyu didn't respond when she heard it.

For Feng Shiwen, she couldn't feel relieved.

Seeing that she didn't respond, Feng Moyan knew that her sister had cast too much shadow on her.

He didn't tell the truth, but he didn't want to put pressure on her again. Otherwise, with her temperament, if she knew the truth, even if she didn't want to, she might wrong herself and force herself to be magnanimous.

So, let’s put it lightly.

"In short, thank you very much. When the children get along with my parents, they will surely accept you gradually." Feng Moyan's words were not consolation, he really felt so.

Yang Qianyu quickly looked at him, "No, I haven't thought about this day, and I don't care about it."

Seeing her responding so quickly, it could be seen that she really rejected her, Feng Moyan smiled and scratched the bridge of her nose, and stepped back: "Well, it's up to you, as long as you are happy."

Now that he finished speaking, Yang Qianyu got up to leave.

But he pulled it back again, then took the woman's chin with one hand, and kissed it without any explanation.