Chapter 1252

Wen Mo leans lazily on the sofa, and his eyes stay on him all the time. He prefers to watch his wife than the movie he is playing.

Wen Xing leaned against the wall and looked at Wen Chuan, "mosquito, you asked me to come back to see their love?"

She was born to see now, early enough to see OK!

Hearing her voice, Chi Wan suddenly raised her head and saw her daughter whom she had not seen for a long time. She immediately laughed and her eyes were bent.

"Baby, come here!"

Wen Xing sits by Chi Wan's side and embraces her arm. Her voice is so soft that she is rarely coquettish. "Mom, you miss me ~"

Chi Wan blinks, "you guess."

"No?"

At this time, Wen Mo interjected, "guess right."

Wen Xing's sad eyes fell on his father's face, "Dad, how come the older you are, the less likable you are!"

Wen Mo Qingjun's eyebrow opened with a smile, "are you sure you don't forget my old love when you have a new love?"

She flattered, "no, dad is always the most handsome in my heart. You don't want to drive away my little lover."

Wen Mo looks very happy. He laughs and looks askance. Then he notices Wen Chuan behind his daughter.

"Sit down."

Wen Chuan grabs a pear and nibbles it. He says carelessly, "godfather, godmother, when will you marry me

Wen Mo looked a little disgusted, "do you want others to help you when you marry a daughter-in-law?"

Wen Chuan smiles like a sunny boy. He doesn't have the cold and evil outside at all. His expression is very sincere.

"This is not the order of parents, matchmaker's words, no matter how much she likes me, she would be embarrassed to take the initiative to marry me."

Smell star white he one eye, "you so can fancy your parents know?"

"Come on, if you're really shy, we can fall in love first."

"Have you ever heard of narcissism? It's about falling in love with yourself. "

“……”

Two people habitually fight up the mouth, late in the side to see Zhile, simply let the chef prepare a little supper, four people eat while chatting.

After eating well, Wen Chuan stayed, and brazenly proposed that she wanted to sleep with Wen Xing. Wen Xing refused without hesitation. She just wanted to sleep with her mother tonight.

Late a promise, left standing at the door, face expressionless Wen Mo, pull her daughter into the master bedroom.

"Why do you suddenly want to sleep with me tonight?"

Wen Xing leaned against the head of the bed and said, "I don't believe in mosquitoes."

Later some doubts, "what is the relationship between the two?"

Wen Xing reminded, "you can recall the strange and tortuous events of Godfather and godmother."

Tardy: "tardy"

All right.

Zheng Meijia's favorite is to tell little star her love story with Wen Qing, which is particularly detailed. Even Wen Qing's several night visits to the boudoir have not been omitted.

"It's said that like father, like son. Who knows if the mosquito guy will climb into my room in the middle of the night?" Wen Xing said firmly, "I sleep with my mother. No matter how brave he is, he dare not climb in."

Chi Wan smiles and shakes his head helplessly. They lie on the bed. She pats her daughter's face and says, "sleep."

Wen Xing took advantage of her arm and said, "Mom, do you want to tell me something about you and dad?"

Late late lips, pursed a sweet smile, "this is a secret."

Wen Xing

Although her mother is over forty-five years old, she still looks young and beautiful. What time brings to her is not vicissitudes and old, but an intellectual charm.