Xiaorui blinked and urged, "pull it out and drink it quickly ~"

Wen Mo: "it's..."

You'd better drink it yourself.

"I drink mosquito."

Wen Mo picked up the empty water cup and pretended to take a drink. Then he saw that the mosquito gave Xiao Rui a scissors hand, as if to say that I won.

Xiao Rui immediately elongated his face and glared at him angrily, "this is me pulling out!"

Little mosquito: "I'm Baba ~"

Xiao Rui: "I'm Baba ~"

Both steamed stuffed buns are fighting again.

When the little mosquito was one and a half years old, one day on the way home by Zheng Meijia, the little guy suddenly asked, "Mommy, why didn't I pull it out?"

Thanks to Xiao Rui, he also began to call ba ba.

Zheng Meijia was stunned and then silent.

"I'm in spicy sauce?" Mosquito is still small, can't see the pain under her silence, drooping her head, a sad pout, "Xiao Rui has pulled out, I didn't..."

Zheng Meijia didn't know how to explain to him. She suddenly remembered her childhood.

Listen to Daddy say, when she is not sensible, also countless times asked him, why others have a mother, but not himself.

Every time, Zheng Tianlin only had a bitter smile and was silent.

She once thought that even if Wen Qing was not there, she could bring up the mosquito and give him double maternal love.

But she ignored that no matter how much she loved her children, she could never play the role of father.

She has experienced this in real life and can be said to have a deep understanding.

After returning to Zheng's house, she found Huo Xiang coming and waiting for her in the living room.

When Huo Xiang came last time, mosquito could not speak and had long forgotten who he was.

When he saw a stranger at home, he tilted his head and pointed to Huo Xiang, "is it Ba Ba?"

Zheng Meijia looked at Huo Xiang with a headache. "I'm sorry, this guy likes to call everyone dad recently."

Huo Xiang shook his head, and his expression seemed to soften a little.

"Can you give me a hug?"

"Of course I can!"

Zheng Meijia immediately sent the child to his arm.

"Pull ~ hold high ~"

Huo Xiang fondly patted him on the back. After hearing the request, he immediately held him up several times. The funny little guy giggled and slapped his hands.

"Fly, mosquitoes can fly..."

Seeing this scene, Zheng Meijia felt sad. If Wen Qing was there, the three of them would be very happy. She believed that he would be a good father.

Huo Xiang played with the mosquito for half an hour, but the baby was tired, so Zheng Meijia asked people to take him to the bedroom to have a rest.

Looking at her smiling face, Huo Xiang broke the silence.

"Jiajia, I really don't want to see you like this, though I don't want to repeat the old story." He said painfully, "you need to take care of your child, and your child also needs a father. Otherwise, when he grows up, all the children around him will be accompanied by his father. What will he think when he sees it?"

Zheng Meijia didn't say a word, but she couldn't help thinking that before mosquito asked her, where is her father?

He is still young, but he will grow up sooner or later. He doesn't know how long he can keep it from him.

She knows that Huo Xiang wants to marry him. At this time, he doesn't dislike her. If he changes to other women, he must feel that he saved the galaxy in his last life.

But she, Zheng Meijia, really doesn't need it.

She took a deep breath and looked up at Huo Xiang.

"Huo Xiang, I can't betray Wen Qing. I'll wait for him to come back. When I get old and die, I'll stick to it!"