Chapter 1083

In the past six years, the fluke and hope in her heart have been smoothed down a little, from sadness to peace of mind.

She has accepted the fact that Wen Qing left them, and so have others.

Only Wenmo and Meijia, the former is still searching all over the world, the latter is still waiting.

Zheng Meijia has figured out a lot in the past six years, and she can't help crying when she thinks of Wen Qing as before.

She said lazily, "it's only six years."

Late helpless smile.

Six years, that's all?

How many six years does a woman have?

Zheng Meijia regarded her as a woman's best six years of youth, all spent on waiting.

She sighed and didn't go on with the subject.

When the children were tired of playing, Zheng Meijia went home with mosquitoes in her arms.

Unexpectedly, not long after the car left Jinxiu Garden, she saw Huo Xiang's car head-on, so she stepped on the brake and came down with a small mosquito in her arms.

"What are you doing here?"

Huo Xiang opened the door and naturally carried the mosquito to his arms.

"To meet you."

Zheng Meijia can't help him, "you're too careful. I'm OK by myself."

Huo Xiang shallow curved lips, "I don't care, I just don't worry."

She can't help laughing, "I'm an old woman over thirty. Why do you still treat me as a child?"

He fondly rubbed her hair, "even if you are 50 years old, in my eyes, you are still a little girl who needs protection."

They have been a fake couple for more than three years, and they are more like close friends than lovers.

Zheng Meijia has not rejected his occasionally rubbing her hair, or holding her hand, smell speech, helpless to make a compromise gesture.

"Huo Da Shao is powerful and powerful. I dare not talk back."

Huo Xiang was amused by her appearance.

"Dad, did you make delicious food for me today?"

The little mosquito saw his parents chatting happily. When he came to the spirit, he began to brush angrily. There were two dimples on his round face, and his small appearance erupted into an explosion.

At first glance, his facial features and contour are completely inherited from Zheng Meijia.

So that too much detail is easy to be ignored, only very familiar people can see the similar shadow of Wen Qing from him.

"Of course I did."

Huo Xiang pinched his nose because a year ago, little mosquito said, "my classmate's father will cook for him himself." he went to practice his cooking.

Serious people learn everything fast, now Huo Xiang has already trained a good cook.

"And your favorite glutinous rice balls."

"Dad is great!"

Little mosquito cheered. In front of Huo Xiang, he didn't get along with others. He was more clever than any other child.

Zheng Meijia listened to their conversation and laughed.

She really appreciated Huo Xiang. Without him, mosquito's childhood would not be so happy.

"Come on, let's go back to dinner."

Huo Xiang takes the mosquito in and holds Zheng Meijia's hand to get on the bus.

At this time, she suddenly turned her head and stared in a certain direction.

"What's the matter?"

She stared for a while, then shook her head, "maybe I think too much..."

Huo Xiang said nothing more. They got on the bus together.

Bentley's slow start is gradually moving away.

Shortly after the car left, a slender figure came out slowly from the dark corner that Zheng Meijia had just seen.