Chapter 689

"You can rest assured that there has been no sisterhood between me and her for a long time. Like you, I have been robbed by her from men. Even now, my husband still has her place in his heart. No matter which woman is generous, she will be able to make friends with her."

Bai Rong heard her words, smile gradually open, may be involved in the wound on the face, let her smile a little strange.

"I don't doubt that there is any connection between you and her. I just want to remind you that kindness to the enemy is cruelty to ourselves. We should be cruel to the bad guys."

"It's natural."

"After Mu Anqi goes back, she will definitely continue to design new works. I'm not really at the end of my tether. I just don't want to be a member of our design community like her."

"I understand! Don't worry, I won't let this happen to her! "

Two people look at each other a smile, no more words.

Although the two of them seem to be friendly on the surface, in fact, they both have their own thoughts, and they don't really want to be good friends.

Such a relationship, naturally, will not really heart out lung, each other have a hand, are defending each other.

Today's play is wonderful.

Mu Anqi sighed when she got home. She was busy for so long.

Looking at the paintings and thinking of the clothes made in the factory, she was distressed.

If it hadn't been for Bai Rong, it wouldn't have been like this, but on second thought, she was not very satisfied with these works. Waste them. Anyway, there's still time. Hurry up and make better works.

When she was enjoying the show just now, she suddenly got a flash of inspiration. When she got home, she took the note and began to draw.

When she was buried in her work, she was very serious all the time. She forgot the time for this painting, and did not know how long it had passed. After she finally finished a satisfactory painting, she carefully checked it and gently rubbed her fingers on the painting.

On the ground, she has long lost a pile of discarded works, all of which she is dissatisfied with.

The door was knocked three times, and she recovered from the design.

"Come in, please

Leng Lingtian took a plate and came in: "Mom asked the kitchen to stew ginseng soup for you. Drink it while it's hot!"

Although sun Hui didn't urge mu angqi to have a second child, every day she tried to make all kinds of ginseng soup stewed in the kitchen. Idiots all know what she meant.

Mu angqi put down the painting, some helpless.

"Is your mother a little too anxious? I have told her that there will never be a second child in the next two years. "

"If the old man has a heart, you can accept it. She wants her. You can't conceive her. Anyway, you can drink the soup. Even if you don't have a child, you can replenish your body."

She took the soup out of his hand and sighed.

Looking at her helpless appearance, he couldn't help laughing.

"It's just to let you have a drink of soup. How do you feel, it's more difficult than to let you take medicine?"

Mu An Qi Gulu Gulu drank a bowl, put down the bowl.

Leng Lingtian gently wiped the corners of her mouth with a paper towel.

She was moved by his delicacy and thoughtfulness.

"Although it looks like a bowl of soup..."

Leng Lingtian couldn't help laughing: "it's just a bowl of soup!"

"But it contains your mother's deep responsibility for me to have a second child. If I finish drinking it and have no reaction for a long time, the old woman will be disappointed. Once she is disappointed, she may add all the things of cooking soup together... Is this still a bowl of ordinary soup?"

Leng Lingtian nodded: "this is really not a bowl of ordinary soup!"

He was serious, with a face of recognition, which made mu angqi laugh completely.

"Mommy! WOW! Do you throw all these paper balls in this place? "

Mu Xiaoqi's small figure leaps in from the door and asks her.

As soon as she saw him, she was in a good mood and bent down to pick him up.

"Yes, Mommy is drawing."

Mu Xiaoqi thought about it and said, "grandma said that you are engaged in creation, so you can't give birth to my sister for a while, can you?"

Mu Anqi took a look at Leng Lingtian. You can see that I'm right. Your mother cooks ginseng soup for me every day, but she doesn't tell me much in front of us. Children don't lie.

Leng Lingtian bowed his head, deliberately moved his sight and touched the tip of his nose.

Mu Anqi took back her sight and nodded on the tip of Mu Xiaoqi's nose.

"Well, Mommy doesn't want to have a second child now. Mommy also has goals and dreams. Aren't you the same? So, everyone has their dreams and pursuits. After two years, Mommy will have time to think about the second child, OK

Mu Xiaoqi lowered her eyes, thought and nodded.

"Although I want you to have a sister for me, I also support you to fulfill your dream. I can fully understand your mood."

His big round eyes turned into a curved moon with thick and long eyelashes. They trembled slightly and were especially lovely. Especially when he was smiling, the two dimples and two tiger teeth were exposed. Although he was his own son, he still felt that it was not enough to look at them.

Especially this son is so sensible, clever and smart.

Mu Xiaoqi is not only a precious gift from heaven, but also a symbol of the continuation of her life.

I can't help kissing him on his face, and Mu Xiaoqi wiped it with her little hand.

"Mommy, I've told you many times that I'm a big child. Don't kiss me like that."

His serious little adult appearance made mu angqi laugh.

"Oh! Are you still a big boy? No matter how old you are, you are my son and I am your mother! What's wrong with mother's son! Don't kiss, I'll kiss! "

She said to do, holding Mu Xiaoqi a bite, Mu Xiaoqi can't dodge, itchy and numb, can't help giggling.

All his flesh was shaking with laughter.

"Ha ha ~ Mommy, oh, what are you doing? Stop it. It's itchy, ha ha ~ ~"

Leng Lingtian stood by and looked at their mother and son. He was warm in heart. The two people in front of him were the most important people in his life, his favorite and close relatives.

He felt that if he didn't do anything every day, it would be enough for him to stand here and quietly look at their mother and son.

He thought of this and laughed, but after a while, he pretended to be serious.

"Cough ~ should you mother and son also consider my existence? Take me completely as air, so I'm very unhappy! "

Mu Anqi and Mu Xiaoqi stop laughing and look at him together. As expected, they see that he looks unhappy.

Mu Xiaoqi looked at Mu Anqi and whispered: "uncle, I blame us for ignoring you. Are you angry?"

"Hum, I call my uncle and your mother so close. Can I not be angry?"

He deliberately made an angry look, a long face.

Mu Xiaoqi in the end is a child, not so much small mind, look at mu angqi, and look at lenglingtian.