Zhuo Tongtong was wearing a big flower apron playing in the water around her waist, and was rubbing a small freshly washed pot and then rubbing it. ΩΩWw    W.
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Today, Zhuo Tongtong made millet porridge for him and Yang Hong. While the heat was simmering, he went to the canteen of the courtyard service club to bring about a dozen small soup buns in an insulated lunch box. He also picked up his own pickled soup.
Yang Hong especially likes to eat this shredded radish.
Yang Hong took out Daphne's black high heels in the shoe cabinet and changed it, looked in the mirror and tied the corner of the chiffon shirt: "I'm going to work."
"Okay, go quickly, don't miss the shuttle bus." Zhuo Tongtong agreed while holding a rag and wiping her hands out of the kitchen. There are three large Huanghai cars coming to the city in the courtyard every morning and evening.
The three directions are convenient for family and children to go to work and school. "I won't hug you with my hands full of oil. Come on, kiss me."
Yang Hong pecked Zhuo Tongtong's mouth twice, then closed her eyes slightly and rubbed her cheeks against her husband's face.
"Then I'll leave."
"Hey, come back early tonight, I'll wait for you."
"Um"
Watching his wife go downstairs, Zhuo Tongtong turned around and closed the door gently when she received a text message from Zhuo Yang.
"Dad, Jianghu is in urgent need of help, call back. Don't let my mom hear it, remember!"
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Zhuo Yang was anxiously waiting for his father's phone call. Before he could finish his phone ringing.
"Zhuo Yang, why are you so anxious? Nothing happened to you, right? Are you short of money and spending it?"
"No, nothing happened... It's a little bit... Dad, that's the case..." Zhuo Yang told his father in detail about the incident, from how he was taught by Norman because of his part-time work and study.
I recommend playing football at Madibor Club, and then what, and finally what, it has been on the front page of the headlines until now, and it is almost impossible to hide it.
"Dad, I really didn't want to coax you, but this matter..., look..."
The other end of the phone was silent for a long time, and Zhuo Yang was nervous: "Dad..."
"Zhuo Yang, I'll ask you. How is your academic performance?" After a while, Zhuo Tongtong spoke.
"Dad, I promise you that there is absolutely no problem. I have been ranked first for two consecutive semesters."
"I'll ask you again, have you delayed your studies because of playing football?"
"No, Dad, absolutely not. If you don't believe it, you can ask Professor Norman."
"Okay, Zhuo Yang. I know you have loved football since you were a child, so don't worry about playing football."
"Then my mom's place..."
"You don't have to worry about this. I will convince her by giving it to me by your mother. Believe me, I haven't lied to you, right?"
"Yes, Dad. You have never deceived me." What impressed Zhuo Yang the most profound thing about his father was that he believed in his father's words, especially to himself, his sister and his mother.
"As for how I can convince your mother, it's not the problem you should worry about. But!" Zhuo Tongtong said something.
"But!" Zhuo Tongtong's tone was unquestionable: "You must complete your studies! You must complete it!"
"Dad, I promise you this. I will never let you down!" Zhuo Yang answered decisively.
"Okay, it's okay, do what you like. You said you will see reports in China in two days? Then I have to take a good look at how I praise my son in the newspaper..."
Zhuo Yang and his father chatted for a while and talked about family matters. On the phone, Zhuo Yang's heart that had been hanging up all the time finally came back to his stomach.
Since my father said that, he will definitely be able to do it. Zhuo Yang has absolute trust in his father, which comes from the accumulation of countless small things over time.
Zhuo Tongtong has kept every small promise to children since Zhuo Qiutian and Zhuo Yang started to learn to walk. She would definitely buy toys, she would definitely watch TV, and would definitely eat whatever she wanted.
He would take his children there and say that he would be punished if he didn't finish his homework. Zhuo Tongtong was not like some parents who would agree to some children's requests casually in order to respond to the emergency. He turned around and forgot everything and didn't take it seriously at all.
After that, I thought it was not a big deal. Zhuo Tongtong never made any promises, but once she said it, she would definitely try her best to do it.
Zhuo Tongtong's approach of keeping promises made Zhuo Qiutian and Zhuo Yang feel very safe and down-to-earth, and his father's approach also had a profound personality impact on the siblings.
Zhuo Tongtong is a little man, but he is a great father and a qualified husband.
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At night, Zhuo Tongtong hugged her wife and leaned Yang Hong's head against her not strong chest. She was middle-aged with her wife and has been more than 20 years since she got married, but Zhuo Tongtong is still very obsessed with her wife.
There has never been a trace of boredom in my body.
Yang Hong put her husband's chest, squinting her eyes and listening to the powerful heartbeat in her husband's chest. She likes to listen to this sound, and likes to count her husband's heartbeat and fall asleep after every passion. After listening to this sound for more than 20 years, she still hasn't.
Tired, not a trace of it.
Zhuo Tongtong gently stroked his wife's smooth and delicate shoulders with her palms, looking at the blush that had not yet faded on her face.
"Honghong, I have something to discuss with you." Zhuo Tongtong began his unique way of thinking and working.
"Yeah." Yang Hong responded lazyly in her nose.
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Zhuo Yang launched the bicycle and half of his body leaned up to press it down: Well, the back belt was quite breathable. Unexpectedly, every bicycle shop in Hannover offers a re-belt service, which is quite convenient. Get on the bicycle and pedal hard.
The man and vehicle are united and galloping towards the peninsula.
Bang..., bang...
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"No! Absolutely not!" Yang Hong didn't care about her naked body, and she sat up from the bed in a 'skirt'. She was still erect when she entered middle age.
"Don't worry, don't worry, Honghong. Listen to me..." Zhuo Tongtong also sat up quickly, bowed her hands, and hugged her wife in her arms.
"No, nothing can be said!" Yang Hong twisted her body left and right and struggled.
"Oh, don't be angry. You're so tempting, like an angry little mare."
"Zhuo... um..." Yang Hong was blocked by her husband's mouth as soon as she opened her mouth. Zhuo Tongtong kissed her wife hard, pressed Yang Hong back to the bed, and then...
"…Um…, be gentle…, bad guy…”
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"Well, Zhuo Yang. Why do I feel that I always have feet pinched when I wear shoes recently? Do you think my feet are getting longer?" De Rong, butcher in the locker room, asked Zhuo Yang while changing clothes.
"It's impossible. Your shoes have only been adjusted for a few days. How could they grow so fast? Try my one, I remember we are the same number." Zhuo Yang threw his left-footed sneakers over.
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"This matter has no discussion, so he can't do it." Yang Hong lay lazily, without any strength on her body.
"This can't be considered a fool, the baby didn't delay his study." Zhuo Tongtong's hand was still stumbled on her wife in a daze.
"That's not OK. He said he didn't delay it, so he was so delayed. How much did he mess with football?... um..." His mouth was blocked by his husband's passionate kiss again.
Zhuo Tongtong began to be careless of her wife again.
Chapter completed!