Chapter 1110

"No!" Mu Jingcheng immediately shook his head, "very good! It's just

Yao Haiyue looked at her and then said with a smile, "it doesn't matter. If you have anything to say, mom will do it."

Hear mother two words, Mu Jing orange heart "clatter" for a while, a place like being poked, the pain up.

"It's OK. I just remember when I first saw you six years ago." Mu Jingcheng looked up at her gentle eyes, and then frankly said his inner feelings, "at that time, I was thinking, if you were my mother, how good it would be!"

The smile on Yao Haiyue's face suddenly froze on his face.

And then slowly replaced by a kind of self blame, even shame.

"Orange, sorry, I was..."

"Never mind!" Mujing orange shrugged, in the heart also no longer think about those past, but very calm way, "have passed."

"In fact, I wanted to meet you at that time. I just I'm just afraid you hate me, so... "

"I know!" Mu Jingcheng turns to look at her, and the temperature on her face is very little. Some things she doesn't want to recall, but it doesn't mean they no longer exist. She didn't want to talk about it, not only because she let others and herself go, but also because she figured it out. "Zi Mo told me, so I don't blame you. "

"Do you really Don't blame me? " Yao Haiyue looks at Mu Jingcheng in surprise. Although she seems to have forgiven herself, Yao Haiyue always feels that she just doesn't want to blame herself, not really.

"What if it's strange?" Mu Jingcheng suddenly looked at her seriously.

"I..."

"All right!" Qu Shaochen holds Mu Jingcheng's hand, and then looks at his watch. His eyes sincerely look at Yao Haiyue, "time is almost up, let's go?"

"Er..." Yao Haiyue looks at Mu Jingcheng in embarrassment, but he doesn't know what to say to her.

She even regretted mentioning it, otherwise, their atmosphere would not be like this.

It's all her fault, it's all her fault!

"I don't blame you." Mu Jingcheng also knows that if this matter is not mentioned, if it is not solved, the newly opened heart and knot between them will return to their original position again. No one will be happy between them.

These days, she thought a lot, the only thing she didn't understand was why she cared so much and was so angry?

Now she finally understood that it was because she loved her that she would blame her, care about what she did, be angry with her, and even hate her.

But in the end, these hate torture in addition to Yao Haiyue, there are their own.

When she released her hatred and accepted everything calmly, she found that her heart was so bright, so warm and so comfortable.

Especially when she just called Yao Haiyue's mother, when she was crying and laughing, the feeling in her heart was even stronger.

So mu Jingcheng decided to forget all the unhappiness and start all over again To enjoy everything.

Enjoy the happiness that should belong to her, and there is not much left!

"Even if she did, she doesn't now." Mu Jingcheng went to Yao Haiyue and looked at her tenderly. "Now, you are my mother and I am your daughter. Besides There is no more between us. "

"Orange..."

"Before, if I did something bad, please forget it. From now on... " Mu Jing orange's eyes are red, but he looks at each other rationally and says sincerely, "we are mother and daughter, the only relatives of each other, OK?"

"Good, good..." Yao Haiyue's tears rolled down again.

Looking at her mother so excited, Mujing orange gently hugged her. Although her eyes were red, she still tried to control her emotions, and advised, "don't cry, just put on makeup."

Yao Haiyue couldn't help laughing. At this moment, she completely laughed.

From the heart, from the cells of the whole body.

No defense, no caution, no mental load, the whole person completely relaxed down.

They went to a French restaurant. For Yao Haiyue, it doesn't matter what they eat. The important thing is to enjoy the family with his daughter and grandson.

Looking at her daughter and grandson, feeling the atmosphere of the family, she suddenly had a feeling of being human again.

In the evening, after Mu Jingcheng and Qu Shaochen sent Yao Haiyue back, they drove back to the cloud.

Along the way, Mujing orange is talking about some trivial things, looking at her so excited and so excited, Qu Shaochen knows that her heart is completely opened.

"You did well today." Qu Shaochen touched her head admiringly.

Mujing orange can't help but back, "don't always caress my head, I'm not a child."

"In my eyes, you will always be a little child." District Little Chen serious looking at her, the moment seems to return to six years ago.At that time, they just met. Now think about it Maybe everything is doomed.

If it wasn't for Liang Xueni and Qu Jingxuan, maybe they couldn't get together at all.

Although they have experienced too many things, and even many times with death, but they are very strong to come.

Now that everything is settled, it should be a reward from heaven, right?

"What is Ozawa?" Mujing orange looks at him provocatively, then looks back at his son who has been addicted to transformers, "Ozawa, do you want to consider calling me sister?"

"Not in the war between you!" Ozawa did not raise the head of the rebuffed the well orange's "good intentions."

Seeing that his son is so isolated from the world, Mu Jingcheng can't help teasing Qu Shaochen, "Mr. Qu Have you ever thought about finding a honey

District Little Chen a saliva, almost son choke, immediately turn to see her, "district wife this is to seek welfare for husband?"

"Do you want it?" Mu Jingcheng looks at him tentatively.

The man is rich, powerful and handsome.

But there has never been any side news. Is he really so determined, or is there too few women in the world?

Although Liang Xueni and Liang xueou's sisters tried their best to post on him, Qu Shaochen never let himself down, which made Mu Jingcheng very happy.

However, has he never been attracted to or appreciated other women?

"Mujing orange, have you drunk too much wine?" Qu Shaochen looks at her carefully, and then looks at her son in the rearview mirror.

Although his attention was not between them, how could he not understand their conversation?

And these conversations, however, were not digestible by a nearly six-year-old child.