Chapter 320

That man is as handsome as a God, as if he were Heaven.

Phoenix eyes are beautiful.

A black suit, inside is a pure white shirt without pattern.

The manager didn't dare to step forward. He could only watch Zhou Yanchen walk towards the mother and son.

Who do you know?

Zhou Yanchen stood still, Phoenix eyes from Mo Xi dye pale as paper face across, and then fell on her side, that small meat ball body.

He stretched out his long, trembling fingers, and wanted to touch Meng baozi. It seemed that he must have soft hair.

But in the distance that hair is still a few centimeters, was a hand hard block away.

"Don't touch him!"

The sharp voice of the girl suddenly burst out.

Zhou Yanchen's arm was stiff and he looked at her slowly.

Mo West dye is biting lips tightly, in the Mou son is fear color.

Who makes her so scared?

Is it yourself?

He took a deep breath and adjusted his breathing.

Slowly out of the voice, the male voice is deep and soft, such as the cello with good timbre, melodious and melodious.

"I'm back."

He came back lightly.

It was as if she had just taken a short trip.

More than three years, more than a thousand days and nights.

In this sentence back in front of the rout.

Zhou Yanchen congealed with her, only he knew, the body turbulent warm.

For such a long time, he had fantasized about meeting her again many times.

This is the only one I never thought of.

Even more unexpectedly, she would have their children.

"Mommy."

Mo Xi Ran's appearance scares Meng baozi.

After all, he is still a child. At this time, his eyes are red. It's pitiful whether he wants to cry or not.

Mo Xi ran gritted his teeth, bent over to pick him up, and stepped back.

She retreated, he entered.

"What do you mean?" Zhou Yanchen couldn't bear it. "Are you going to leave?"

Mo Xi ran pursed her lips and said in a cold voice, "it's none of your business whether I can go or not."

"Mo Xi ran!" Yelling at her name, it hurt my heart.

Clench your fists on your side, then clench them, then loosen them.

He closed his eyes. "You say it again."

Mo Xi ran didn't say any more.

She doesn't know what happened.

It's obvious that the words are on the tip of my mouth, but I just can't say them.

What kind of reunion is this?

Two people don't talk, also don't move, so opposite stand.

Sure enough, it's all TV dramas.

"You Shall we talk about it? " Zhou Yanchen finally spoke again.

The tone is not so low.

Mo Xi Ran's mind is in a mess now. She didn't expect to see her again.

Maybe she should walk in front of him with handsome man in her hand and Meng Bao in her arms.

Look, I haven't seen you for three years. My family is happy.

Instead, let him discover the identity of Meng baozi at a glance and take the initiative in the conversation.

"No, I'm busy," she said

Then there was confrontation.

The department store manager was on one side, sweating.

What are you doing here?

Kill Cheng Yaojin halfway.

Does he have to do this report?

Just then, he was slapped on the shoulder.

"Ah

"What are you doing?"

Fu Mingrui, who had been to the bathroom, came back and frowned at the manager. "Where's the president?"

"Well." The manager raised his hand and wiped the sweat on his forehead. He slowly raised his hand and gave Mingrui finger.

"The president is there."

Following the direction of the manager, Fu Mingrui's eyes widened in surprise.

I'll go!

That's not moxicran!

Oh, my God! Come back?!

Fu Mingrui came quickly, another emergency brake.

See Mo West dye arms small meat ball, he was silly.

This is Zhou Yanchen's son.

It's not an ordinary image. It's carved in a mold.

"That..." Fu Mingrui scratched his head and broke the silence.

"Xizi, you are back."

Mo Xi ran looks at him and doesn't speak.

"That's what." Fu Mingrui raised his hand and pinched Zhou Yanchen's shoulder. "This is," he said in a tone. He was close to Zhou Yanchen's ear. "What's the situation?"

It's a long time to meet again. Shouldn't we give each other a hug and a kiss?

These two poles. What's going on?

"I'll take you where you're going." Zhou Yanchen said.

Mo West dye immediately refused: "no, don't trouble you.""Mo Xi ran!"

"What's the matter?"

"Oh dear!"

Can't see any more. Fu Mingrui takes a step and stands between them.

Look left, look right.

"What's the matter with you two! Did you take the medicine? Is the smell of gunpowder so strong? "

Looking at Mo Xi ran, Fu Mingrui said in a low voice, "Xi Zi, you've been missing for so long. Yan Chen is worried to death. He's having a hard time every day!"

Looking at Zhou Yanchen, Fu Mingrui raised his hand and beat him on the shoulder, "you talk well! Standing in front of you is the west you miss so much! And your son! They gave you a son. You... "

"This is not his son!" Mo Xiran interrupts Fu Mingrui.

Zhou Yanchen's Phoenix eyes suddenly became cold, like ice.

Fu Mingrui scratched his hair awkwardly. "West, we can be angry, but we can't lie with our eyes open. Right? You see, this meatball is the same as Yanchen Yimao everywhere, no matter it's eyebrows, eyes, nose and mouth. Don't you say it? "

"No!" Don't start by biting your lips.

Come on.

Fu Mingrui is out of his way.

It's said that it's hard for an honest official to break the housework. He thinks he has no ability to break the housework.

At this time, it is better to retreat.

Thinking, Fu Mingrui quietly retreated to one side.

Zhou Yanchen takes a step forward, and Mo Xiran takes a step back with Meng baozi in her arms.

He goes in, she goes out.

What fun game is this?

Fu Mingrui shrugged and turned away from them.

Out of sight, out of mind.

Well.

Zhou Yanchen's lips were straight, forming a straight line.

Calm down.

Tell yourself to be calm.

"Where do you live now?"

"It's up to you!" Mo Xi ran and choked.

Just then, the phone rings.

"Mommy, the phone!" Cried Meng baozi.

Mo Xi ran holds Meng baozi in one hand and takes out his mobile phone with the other hand.

Meng baozi said, "Mom, let me down."

Mo West dye had to put him on the ground, but together, put him behind.

Meng baozi hides behind Mo Xi's dyed legs, but curiously looks at Zhou Yanchen.

Zhou Yanchen's heart trembled. He squatted down and slowly stretched out his palm.

Warm big hand is in front of me, cute steamed stuffed bun blinks, Xiao Feng's eyes blink, her head tilts and her mouth curls.

Zhou Yanchen only felt that his eyes were moist.

The big hand moved.

Cute buns are in action.

Fu Mingrui also turned to look over.

I was shocked by the scene in front of me.

He could see that Zhou Yanchen was very careful.

Mo Xi ran talks on the phone and doesn't notice the gap.

Meng baozi stretched out his short and thick hand and hung on Zhou Yanchen's big palm.

Zhou Yanchen almost held his breath.

Even Fu Mingrui, who was watching, was very nervous.

And then

"Pa!"

Meng baozi hit Zhou Yanchen's palm hard and quickly retracted to Mo xicran's side.

Hear crispy ring, Mo West dye bowed his head, warning to see Meng baozi one eye.

Meng baozi spat out at Zhou Yanchen with a proud face.

"Poof

Fu Mingrui couldn't help laughing.

This is a black meat ball.

Hang up the phone, Mo Xi dye bent over to hold Meng baozi, "Xiao Bao, let's go."

Meng baozi lies on Mo xican's shoulder, and Xiao Feng's eyes stare at Zhou Yanchen.

Along the way, they go far.

Zhou Yanchen stood rigidly in the same place.

"Silly? Chase Fu Mingrui hated the iron but not the steel, so he patted Zhou Yanchen hard, "what do you think?"

Zhou Yanchen just woke up from a dream and quickly caught up with him.