Chapter 263

Song Qiaoyuan said angrily: "are you still my son?"

Mo Xiuchen looked up at her, the corners of his mouth slightly cocked up, and a smile appeared on his face that didn't often show a smile, "don't you know me best?"

Song Qiaoyuan

"Or did you go with other men while my father was away? Who gave birth to me? "

As soon as Mo Xiuchen finished, a pillow was thrown at him, accompanied by song Qiaoyuan's roar - "smelly boy, do you have the guts to say it to me again?"

I really don't care for a few days. I have to go to the house to uncover tiles.

How dare you say that to her!?

Did you take her seriously?

Song Qiaoyuan felt that she needed to take the dignity of being born as a mother, so she glared at Mo Xiuchen with a face full of anger.

Someone called smelly boy

Emmm…… Did he just say something? I didn't say anything.

Mo Xiuchen catches the pillow that flies to him in time, and looks at Song Qiaoyuan with an angry face for a long time

A moment later, he put down his pillow and confessed to song Qiaoyuan, "Mom, I'm wrong."

Wen Yiyi

Looking at Song Qiaoyuan and Mo Xiuchen with a stunned look on her face, her mouth was open, as if she wanted to speak, and she didn't say a word.

The bottom of my heart is full of surprise.

Mo Xiuchen even apologizes to others in a low voice!?

What a surprise!

But what I just said It's really his fault.

Compared with Wen Yiyi's surprise, song Qiaoyuan seems much more calm.

She directed Mo Xiu Chen cold to drink a, didn't return his a words, just turned a white eye toward him, then picked up the bag that oneself put on sofa, turn round to walk toward outside.

One side still don't forget to put down a cruel words to Mo Xiuchen: "smelly boy, you have seed!"

"When you get home, I'll take care of you!" Song Qiaoyuan said, looking back at Mo Xiuchen. Then I remembered that Wen Yiyi was also there, and turned to show her a gentle smile.

Contrast just stare Mo to repair Chen, is simply two appearance.

Song Qiaoyuan said to her in a gentle voice: "Yiyi, I have something else to do, so I'll go back first. I'll come back to play with you when you come back in the evening."

Wen Yiyi still kept the previous posture motionless, heard her talk, this just recovered, quickly nodded, "OK, OK, auntie, walk slowly."

Song Qiaoyuan smiles at her again and turns to leave.

Until the door of the office came a "bang", Wen Yiyi took back her eyes from there and fell on the man in front of her.

That pair of limpid eyes blinked gently, and Wen Yiyi spoke in a small voice: "Mo Xiuchen, you just talked a little too much..."

Although it may be just a joke, this joke is too much

After all, it's also my own mother. Is it really good to joke like this!?

Mo Xiuchen of course understood the meaning in her heart, looked at her one eye, didn't say anything, light from the throat "Er" a, take the pillow to walk toward the sofa there.

Step leg to the position beside Wen Yiyi, bend down and sit down.

The big hand habitually pulled her small hand in the palm, fingertips gently rubbed on her delicate skin, the man's voice faded out, the voice asked: "full?"

Wen Yiyi glanced at the food and shook his head: "not yet."

She has just been chatting with song Qiaoyuan almost all the time. She only ate a few mouthfuls of rice, but half of them didn't. how could she be full so soon.