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Looking at those young people, erdonghao murmured, "I hope Xiaopeng will be better than me in the future."
He made a childhood sweetheart for his son. He asked him to meet Muya when he was young. Even if there was a Zhong yangzai, now the children are still young. Who knows what the situation will be when they grow up? Maybe what Muya likes is Zhan Peng.
If you say, Zhan Peng was adopted at the beginning to stop Zhong Yang from being happy.
So, now erdonghao regards Zhanpeng as his parents and children, and no longer regards him as a chess piece. He sincerely hopes that Zhanpeng will be happy in the future.
However, in the future, there will be people who are sad and sad.
Er Donghao hopes that the sad person is not Zhan Peng.
Zhao wanting followed Er Donghao's direction and looked at the children in the distance.
Moochang and other children are quite old, so they play together.
Moya is sitting under the tree with Zhong Yang, and there is another Zhanpeng lying between them.
Zhong Yang and Zhan Peng are always distracted to look after the small ones. Muya is writing and drawing at the stone table.
Two boys of the same handsome look at Muya from three to five. Both of them look gentle with a little tenderness that doesn't belong to their age.
"Well, did you mean it?"
Zhao wanting drew up the chair and touched Erdong Hao with his body.
In the past, the head of the ER family was superior. Who dared to touch the head of the ER family at will?
Now erdonghao is not the only one who knows how to bully. Maybe it's the precipitation of the years, maybe it's the growth of the age. His share of ruthlessness has been well hidden by him and won't be easily revealed.
Especially at Mu's house, he was so gentle that Mu Chen was shocked. As soon as he came, Mu Chen immediately turned into brown sugar and adhered to Zhang Xiao tightly, for fear that Zhang Xiao would be cheated by the gentle Er Donghao.
Zhang Xiao can't laugh or cry every time.
"If you don't get Zhang Xiao, you want to form a family with Zhang Xiao, so that you can see Zhang Xiao all your life and walk close, right?"
Erdonghao smiled and looked down at the little man in his arms."My son is only one year old, and Muya is eight years old. The age difference is too big. Even if my son wants to, Zhang Xiao won't, and Muya won't like brotherly love."
Zhao wanting hums, "I'm talking about Zhan Peng, who is becoming more and more handsome. In two years, he will be able to charm a truck of girls. If there was no Zhong Yang, he would be a good match for Muya. I advise you to send Zhan Peng back to city B, away from Muya, and not to harm the child's future."
Erdong Hao looks at him, picks up his eyebrows and says, "what you mean is that my little Peng is not as good as Zhong Yang?"
"It's not that there's no comparison, but that the relationship between Muya and Zhong Yang is better." Zhong Yang is only ten years old. He dotes on Mu Ya and knows that his wife will be doted on from childhood. And Moya is also used to Zhongyang's presence. Zhanpeng has come more often than Zhongyang. As a matter of custom, it's now high and low.
It's terrible to get used to a person.
Zhao wanting dares to say that Zhong Yang is the one who will get Muya in the future.
The little boy, who is gentle and polite to people and a little shy with a smile, has Superman's calm behind him. He is a powerful person, but he has not grown up yet.
"You have tasted the taste of love, why do you want me to taste it again?" Zhao wanting said this with great emphasis.
Erdong Hao opens his mouth and wants to say something.
Looking at the handsome little face of the son, looking at the son staring at Muya deeply, he murmured, "maybe it's late."
"Young minds are not tough enough. As long as they are separated for more than ten years, everything will be light."
Erdong Hao smiled and stabbed Zhao wanting: "as far as I know, you and qianya have been separated for many years, how can they not see the light? She's been dead for 13 years, and you still love her to death."
Zhao wanting didn't speak at once.
He didn't know whether he was still in love with qianya, or because of self reproach, because of guilt?
Two kinds of infatuation are talking about love. Muya over there is still painting.
She painted the scenery of the yard, and also the playing brothers.
Zhan Peng and Zhong Yang are watching her drawing.
Other people paint, don't like someone watching, for fear of affecting the inspiration, Moya doesn't care.
She is not a professional painter, just because of her interest.
Zhang Xiao teaches in accordance with his aptitude. Since her daughter loves painting, she also teaches with her heart. Zhang Xiao is a genius in design. Naturally, painting is good. Muya is taught by her. At a young age, painting is also lifelike.
It took Muya half a day to figure out the scenery and the innocent children.
"Moya." When Moya put down her pen, Zhan Peng asked her with a smile, "can you draw a picture for me, just me?"
Muya looked at him and said with a smile, "aren't you afraid that I will paint you ugly?"
"As long as it's painted by you, no matter how beautiful or ugly it is, I will treasure it. When it's taken back, it will be mounted and hung in my room." It was painted by his future wife, and he would treasure it very much.
Zhong Yang said in a light way: "I can draw as well. I'm no worse than Muya. Go there and stand. I'll draw for you."
Zhan Peng glanced at him."I'm talking to Moya. What are you talking about?"
"My mouth is on me. I can speak whenever I want."
While Zhong Yang was talking, he had already taken the paper and pen from Moya. Then he sat down and did not need to stare at Zhan Peng. For those with three or two strokes, he first drew the outline of Zhan Peng.
When the two little boys get together, there will be quarrels. Muya is used to it. She looks at Zhong Yang's painting carefully and says, "brother Yang is very good at painting. I'm interested in painting, which is nurtured by brother Yang."
It can be said that many of Muya's hobbies are influenced by Zhong Yang. Born in a scholarly background, he is versatile, and has learned everything in a way of model, even mastery.
Although Zhong Yang is only ten years old, he is proficient in Qin, chess, calligraphy and painting.
Moya likes watching Zhong Yang play the piano.
Zhong Yang often plays the song "Phoenix seeks a mate", and the lyrics of the song are familiar to Muya.
Zhan Peng curls his mouth and spits in his heart: is it great to be able to draw?
He has no talent for drawing. It's almost the same to draw a sun. I'm sorry that he can't draw.
Looking at it, Zhan Peng has to marvel at Zhong Yang's power.
Under Zhong Yang's brush, he is like a picture taken. Moreover, Zhong Yang can draw his portrait very fast. I don't know how many times faster than Muya did just now.
"Brother Xiao Peng, do you think brother Yang is drawing like that?" Muya looked at Zhanpeng with a smile, "even your verve is in the air. My mother said that the most important thing in drawing figures is verve. It's successful to draw the verve of people."
Zhan Peng is speechless.
This little rival is really excellent. He has a lot of pressure.
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