Chapter 1095

"Dinner."

Huo Xiang took a look at Zheng Meijia's red and swollen eyes. He said nothing but asked them to have dinner.

He took a chopstick of shredded tofu and put it in Zheng Meijia's bowl. "Try this. There's a little seafood in it. The taste should be OK."

Zheng Meijia looked at the hairy tofu and sighed, "your knife work is getting better and better."

Little mosquito is also very face than a thumb, "Dad is the world's most versatile Dad!"

It's much better than Wen Qing. Hum!

Huo Xiang gave him a favorite glutinous rice ball. His eyes were soft, but his heart was a little depressed.

I don't know how long such a happy life can last.

When they went to bed at night, they lay on the same bed as usual. When the little mosquito fell asleep, Huo Xiang got out of bed from the other side and prepared to go to the next bed.

Zheng Meijia pursed her lips and said nothing.

She knew that she owed him too much, too much to be clear in her life.

Aware of her sight, Huo Xiang came up to her and whispered, "no matter what choice you make, I will support you."

Pinching her boneless hand, he turned and went out.

The door cut off his figure, Zheng Meijia sighed, did not find the small mosquito quietly opened his eyes.

He turned over, and his little hand went under the pillow and touched the picture, which was a little wrinkled because of too many strokes.

He bit his teeth and wanted to tear it.

But struggled for a while, in the end or intact to put back.

The night passed quietly.

The next day was Saturday. Mosquitoes were sitting on the carpet playing with building blocks instead of going to school.

Zheng Meijia didn't lean on the sofa like a bone and couldn't lift her spirits.

Suddenly, the housekeeper came in in a hurry, "Miss, you must not believe what I saw!"

Zheng Meijia glanced at him. "What the hell?"

The housekeeper even nodded, "what the hell! I see my uncle. No, it's the former uncle who's back! "

“……”

Her face changed and she frowned.

Why is Wen Qing here?

"No, find someone to stop..."

Before I finished, Wen Qing's voice came in, "do you think someone in your family can stop me?"

Zheng Meijia stood up and looked at Wen Qing who strode in. She said angrily, "are the bodyguards dead?"

The housekeeper looked out.

Oh, it's a big mess.

Uncle, oh no, the former uncle's skill is as good as that of the past!

Zheng Meijia glared at Wen Qing, "what else are you doing here?"

He went into the living room, a pair of narrow eyes looking at her, the corners of his mouth like a smile radian, light taunt way, "so don't want to see me? Zheng Meijia, even if you don't love me, your son is still my son! "

Anyway, he has to try. It's too early to give up now!

Zheng Meijia was so angry that she couldn't speak.

It is clear that he changed his mind first. How dare he blame her in this accusing tone?

Before she retorted, the mosquito jumped out and said, "I'm not your son!"

Wen Qing hummed, "blood relationship, not you has the final say."

He walked over and glanced at the building block the little guy had built. He put out a finger and pushed it gently.

Whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa.

The little mosquito wanted to scratch people angrily, "you You... "

Wen Qing disdained to raise the corners of his lips. "I'm five years old and still playing with these. Is my son Wen Qing good at this? It's too weak. "

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there are 10 more. I haven't finished writing yet. You can go to bed first and watch it together tomorrow morning. There is also a password red envelope hidden in it.