Private customization, wife, love you to the bone

Finally, I unlocked the courtyard door,

Finally, I walked into the yard,

Finally, I came to the camellia tree,

Reach out, pick a camellia and pinch it in the palm of your hand,

Heart, trembling slightly,

It seemed that I saw the pale face again,

As if I saw those eyes as deep as a pool of water

Wait for sunset glow

That's the most beautiful thing I've ever loved

Candlelight flower

It's about you

You are at the end of the world

I shed tears

Water the camellia you planted yourself

The flowers have grown up slowly

Who is singing the camellia

The flowers have entered the tea

When can I get home

The wind is always concerned

Lavender Camellia

Will you still enjoy the flowers quietly under the west window

The invisible world

Where can I snuggle up and talk with you

The wind dried my cheeks

Plant constant care

……

Five years later

At Hong Kong Victoria International Airport, an airliner from Switzerland landed slowly, and then the stewardess' sweet voice sounded in the cabin: "dear passengers, your flight has arrived smoothly..."

In first class, a five-year-old boy was wearing light blue suspender jeans, a white open collar T-shirt, a pink face, exquisite facial features, young and lovely.

It is clearly a lovely baby face, but with a man's elegant smile, it is a children's gentleman.

Next to the little gentleman, there is a great beauty, with big waves of micro curly hair on her shoulders, sunglasses, sapphire blue chiffon shirt, a wide white belt around her waist, straight jeans and five inch high white heels, which deduces purity and fashion to the extreme!

"Mommy, hurry up!" the little gentleman has carried his backpack to the door of the cabin and is waving to the pure and beautiful woman.

"Come on, Lele! Slow down!" the woman has followed to the cabin door, then reached out and took the little boy's hand and walked down the stairs of the cabin together.

"Calm down, madam, have you called Uncle Zeng? Will he come to pick us up?" the little gentleman Lele took his mother's hand and asked naturally as he walked towards the place where he took the suitcase.

"Yes, when did Uncle Zeng stop talking?" calm Zhi nodded symbolically on his son's forehead. "Can't you even trust my mother?"

"Calm down, madam, I remind you again that a man's forehead can't be pointed at by a woman," Lele said solemnly to his mother.

Calm Zhi smiled, lowered his head, and kissed heavily where he had just pointed.

She and LeLe lived in England for two years, but Lele is becoming more and more gentleman now.

"Mommy, Lele will help you with your luggage. Just wait here for Lele." Lele took mommy's arm with her hand, and her tender voice was soft: "Lele is a man. How can a woman take your luggage?

The little boy under the age of five tried to send it to the side of the ring luggage lane. Finally, he saw his suitcase, so he tried to drag the suitcase almost as high as himself. His lotus like little arm pulled the luggage hard, trying to show his man's charm.

"Lele, you're still a little boy and you can't be a man now." Jingzhi explained to his son with a smile. He bent down slightly and lifted the suitcase out of the ring road with his son. The curly hair with big waves hanging over his shoulders scattered on his face because of bending down, and a light blush appeared on his white cheeks.

Looking at the gentleman's son, she sincerely sighed in her heart: it's enough to have a son like this!