Rich Young Mistress: Young Master Xie’s Dearest Beloved Wife

Wen Qingzhu remembers that in the hospital, some doctors said that women always like to ask strange questions. Sometimes the answer is obvious, and they will ask, just to know the answer from your mouth.

Wen Qingzhu gently caress for Mo Qiuxi's hair, "Qiu Xi, you have to believe me, the cold feelings are all gone, you are my wife."

Wen Qingzhu's expression is also very obvious.

Mo Qiuxi's mouth brought a sweet smile.

She is really easy to be satisfied, and with this sentence, she is at ease.

A good night's sleep, Mo Qiuxi never thought about anything else.

Early the next morning, Wen Qingzhu got up to make breakfast. He also cooked the sweet potato taro brought by Mo Qiuxi last night.

He knew that this was bought by Mo Qiuxi's parents in the farm over there.

In fact, these are good things, how can they be disgusted!

When Mo Qiuxi woke up, Wen Qingzhu had already prepared breakfast.

When Mo Qiuxi saw sweet potatoes and taro on the table, he was surprised.

"These are good things. I know you love to eat and I made a few in the morning."

Listening to Wen Qingzhu's explanation, Mo Qiuxi's heart was a little warm.

She really loves eating. When she was a child, she often lived in the country. She often eats this. Her parents can’t eat it. Her parents will make dried sweet potatoes and dried taro...

Moreover, in winter, they eat roasted sweet potatoes. Although it has been all these years, she still remembers the smell of roasted sweet potatoes very well.

The long-lost taste makes Mo Qiuxi's heart sweet now.

Wen Qingzhu looked at the smile on Mo Qiuxi's face, picked up a sweet potato, peeled her half of the skin, and handed her, "Be careful and eat slowly."

Mo Qiuxi took it, eating it bit by bit, and couldn’t help saying: “When I was a kid, I lived in the country with my parents. At that time, I was a bungalow. At most, it was a two-story building. On a snowy day, my family burned hot kang. , Roast sweet potatoes under the stove...

Looking at the snow outside and eating roasted sweet potatoes at home, I still remember that the flavor of the year was particularly strong..."

Mo Qiuxi recalled that when he was young, he didn't understand anything. Some parents were spoiled and carefree, as long as there were food and clothing.

When people grow up, there are actually more troubles.

Is it because growing up, people are greedy, and want more, so there is more trouble?

Mo Qiuxi eats sweet potatoes, and he has a lot of insight in his heart, so he puts those unpleasant behind his ears and is happy after a day.

Mo Qiuxi is on holiday, but Wen Qingzhu works in the hospital and works on shifts, so he does not take holiday at all.

He was really busy, and Mo Qiuxi didn't want him to worry about trivial matters, and tried to be happy every day. When Wen Qingzhu was not at home, she painted herself and continued to be skilled.

In fact, Mo Qiuxi is very talented in painting. Previously, her teacher said that her painting has a soul, but she didn’t find her style.

Perhaps because of eating sweet potatoes in the morning, Mo Qiuxi thought of many scenes when he was a child, and many legends that the old man in the village said when he was a child.

Mo Qiuxi began to draw these on paper.

She found that she particularly likes to paint these, so that she can be integrated into it, as if it can be traced back to the carefree age.

In this painting, she has forgotten the time and location, and merged into it, but she will be more happy.

Mo Qiuxi was very happy all day long. She took the pictures she drew with her mobile phone and passed them on to Xie Yan'er to see her.

She didn't know why, obviously Xie Yan'er was younger than her, but she always felt that Xie Yan'er was a particularly capable girl, which made people involuntarily convince.

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