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After unlocking and opening the door, Zhao Yong immediately felt the unique atmosphere at home.

The daughter was not sitting on the dining room floor playing with toys, the mother-in-law was not staying by her daughter's side to play with her, and even Sister Zhou, who always stayed in the kitchen, was not in the kitchen.

My eyes turned to the living room, and it turned out that everyone was there.

etc!

Why is Li Manjun here?

"You, when did you come back?" Zhao Yong suppressed the ecstasy in his heart and couldn't believe his eyes. The expression on his face looked serious because of his restraint.

Li Manjun was sitting on the sofa, holding the remote control in his hand and smiling at him, as usual, "I just arrived not long ago."

Sister Zhou patted her butt and stood up, "Now that everyone is here, I'll go prepare dinner."

Wang Xiaojuan also picked up her granddaughter and coaxed her to play in her room.

In the blink of an eye, only Li Manjun was left in the living room, and the tall man who stood in the hall and made eye contact with her.

The corners of Zhao Yong's mouth curled up more and more, and he rushed forward with a few quick steps. Throwing his briefcase away, he pulled the person on the sofa up and hugged him tightly.

"Do you miss me?" Li Manjun leaned into his ear and whispered.

The man turned sideways and kissed the corner of her mouth. One kiss was not enough, and he kissed her face again. His dark eyes were full of her figure. He caressed her face with his big palm and brushed away the messy hair beside her cheek.

"Don't walk for so long next time, okay?" His voice was low, his back was enough to hug her, his forehead was against hers, and his eyes were looking at her.

She couldn't help but feel something in her heart, and nodded lightly, "I'll try my best."

"What do you mean I tried my best?" His brows immediately furrowed and his eyes narrowed slightly, with a hint of danger. "How long do you want to go next time? One month? Two months?"

His eyes were getting more and more threatening, but Li Manjun didn't expect that he cared so much, so he didn't dare to tease him anymore, and said seriously: "In the future, we both have to promise each other that the business trip will not last more than half a month. If there are special circumstances, we will discuss it later. "

Zhao Yong didn't agree, let alone half a month, he felt it was not okay if he didn't see her for half a day.

But what else can he do? If he chooses a career-minded wife, he will have to suffer a little bit.

"It's time to eat!" Sister Zhou coughed twice, reminding the young couple in the living room to pay attention to themselves.

Li Manjun took her husband's hand and said, "Let's go, let's eat first."

Nian Nian later found out that her parents were at home today, and her mood suddenly became high. She cooked a big bowl of soup and rice. Wang Xiaojuan was so happy that she praised her: "We are so good Nian Nian!"

Nian Nian giggled at her mother. When it was time to go to bed, she pulled her mother's trousers and dragged her to the bathroom. She pointed at the bathtub and said excitedly: "Bubbles!"

"Okay, let's take a bath with mom today." Li Manjun agreed with a smile, turned on the water and took the little girl to take a comfortable bath together.

Nian Nian soon became familiar with her mother again, and she would sleep with her parents at night. She would hug her mother's arm all night, and her little face would be pillowed on her mother's arm. She was so soft that her heart melted.

Li Manjun woke up first in the morning and looked at her daughter next to her, reluctant to move for fear of destroying the warm feeling of this moment.

Zhao Yong stretched out his long arms and took his wife and daughter into his arms. On this cold winter morning in the twelfth lunar month, the family of three snuggled in the warm quilt and stayed in bed together.

It wasn't until Wang Xiaojuan knocked on the door and called for breakfast that the family of three who were playing in bed got up.

She wears the same thick hair as her dad every year, and her head is as big as a hedgehog. She follows her mother, trying hard to look in the mirror. When she sees the cute little girl with big hair in the mirror, she seems to know that it is her, haha. laugh.

"Little fool." Li Manjun murmured amusedly.

Zhao Yong changed his clothes and strode over, skillfully picked up the comb and rubber bands, and tied up the two small hairdos in Nian Nian with a few strokes.

He asked his daughter to turn around and face him, looked at it, and found it a bit monotonous. He opened the drawer box, took out two silver butterflies, and clamped them on his head.

This pair of butterflies is my favorite every year. They are made of thin iron sheets. The two wings on one side of the butterfly sway slightly as it moves, making it look like it is really flying.

Nian Nian shook his little head, touched his head with his hands, and giggled to himself.

After laughing for a while, at my father's reminder, I pulled up my mother's pants to show her whether she was beautiful or not.

Li Manjun looked at Zhao Yong in surprise, "When did you get this skill?"

Zhao Yong looked proud, "What man with a daughter doesn't have a pair of skillful hair braiding hands?"

Li Manjun waved his hand, "That's wrong. Look at Mr. Lin's two daughters, and you haven't seen him braiding their hair."

"So, my father is the most powerful every year." Li Manjun knelt down and asked his daughter, "Right, my dear? Is my father the most powerful?"

Nian Nian turned around, hugged his father's thigh, raised his head and smiled at him, with two pairs of butterflies waving their wings in a lively and delicate way.

Li Manjun sighed silently, iron butterfly, childhood memories.

Being praised by his wife and daughter, Zhao Yong felt happy, but he had to try hard to look indifferent on the face, which was really hard to hold in.

He picked up his daughter's arm and took her to the restaurant to have breakfast to cover up.

However, when he lowers his head, the corners of his mouth always rise uncontrollably.

After breakfast, Li Manjun is going out. She has to go to school today.

She made an appointment with You Xiang to borrow his notes and copy them back to make up for the missed homework.

Final exams are coming soon, and it would be bad if you fail.

Knowing that she would be at school for the whole day, Zhao Yong wanted to stay with his wife for a while and volunteered to be a driver to drive her to school.

"Wait for me to pick you up in the afternoon." Zhao Yong warned, fearing that she would forget.

Li Manjun nodded and said he understood, beckoning him to lower his head.

Zhao Yong looked around uncomfortably, pretending not to know what she was going to do, and took the initiative to lower his head and lean his face towards her.

The unexpected warmth did not fall on his face. As soon as it touched his lips, Zhao Yong's eyes widened instantly, and his neck turned red to the tips of his ears. "Fuck! You, there are people watching next to you..."

"Just watch." Li Manjun looked at his shy look with satisfaction, shrugged, picked up his schoolbag, and walked quickly into the school gate.

Zhao Yong raised the back of his hand, stroked it from his lips, and let out an incredible "ha", damn, he was manipulated by her again!

"Li Manjun!"

There was a shout from behind. Li Manjun stopped and looked back. It was You Xiang.

It was cold, but she was still dressed so hotly. She wore a red high-waisted leather jacket with a black velvet miniskirt underneath. She wore thick black stockings with translucent stockings and a pair of red high boots.

Li Manjun was stunned for a moment. This color and combination would be a disaster if it were worn by anyone else.

But You Xiang, with his face, suddenly raised his temperament. Walking on the all-simple and concise campus, he turned heads like a charm!

"Who was the handsome guy who saw you off at the door just now?" You Xiang took Li Manjun's arm and smiled ambiguously.