This kind of daddy is very good. The score he had reduced before was raised again. After eating the last string, he wiped his mouth. "Thank you, Mr. Jane." Thank you for the first time, because he is really happy.

It's impossible not to dislike strangers.

So does daddy feel like he's his kid?

It's telepathic.

Anyway, he felt it. From the first time he met daddy, he felt that it was different from ordinary men.

He likes daddy.

For the second time in her life, she ate such a simple food. Although she was full, she couldn't help but recall the scene when she ate the simple "sour powder" for the first time. That night, yingzi even ate two bowls of hot and sour powder, which made her eat

Think of here, he shook his head, how these two days always think of Mo yingzi.

Looking at jingluan, he understood that maybe it was because if he had a child, the only one in the world who might give birth to a child for him was mo yingzi.

But it's just possible. He and she have been in the past for five years. It's impossible for them to be together any more.

"I'm ready, Mr. Jane." Mo Jing Luan took a paper towel and wiped his mouth. When he was full, he turned to look at the gate of the playground, jumped off the chair and went to hold Jane Feili's hand.

Small hands holding big hands, but there is no sense of disobedience. Jane Feili doesn't even think it's wrong. It's normal for him to have such a son at his age. With the two faces that are very similar to each other, it's an absolutely beautiful scenery wherever he goes.

"One adult ticket." Jane Fei looked at the ticket price, handed the money into the ticket office, the conductor subconsciously looked at him, and then subconsciously said: "this child really looks like you, how old are you?" Mo Jing Luan beautiful ah, beautiful children are loved by everyone, who can not help but want to see a few more eyes, and then ask a few more.

"Six years old." This time, can't Mo Jing Luan answer, is Jane not from answer.

"The children are so handsome and lovely."

"Thank you, auntie." Mo Jing Luan is a master who eats soft but does not eat hard. When people give him a smile, he will definitely smile back, but if he is offended, it will be bad luck.

Bought a ticket into the playground, Mo Jing Luan pull Jane Feili went to the playground before the big map, and then, two feet about the tip of the foot tried, he was a little short, can't see clearly, "Mr. Jane, can you hold me, I looked down."

Listening to the little guy's polite voice, Jane Feili nodded, bent over and held her in her arms, feeling soft and comfortable. "It's so light."

"That's because you're strong, hehe." Line of sight fell on the map, Mo Jing Luan quickly browsed again, and then, little finger first point in the location of the haunted house, "first play this."

"Good." Jane Feili is just here to relax. After work, he can have such an afternoon that he doesn't want to just relax. Besides, he enjoys being accompanied by a small partner.

"And then this This This... "

Looking at the little guy pointing out the route in an orderly way, Jane Feili only nodded. At first, he thought that the little boy was just an amusement project according to his own preference. But when the little thing planned to slide down from him, he found that the route chosen by the child was the most scientific one, from the ghost house to the last project, just right Will play a circle of the playground, and do not go back, not a waste of time, a little finger on the tip of his nose, "have been here before?"

"For the first time."

So, the little guy's plan is absolutely his own, "jingluan, are you really six years old?" The more I get along with this child, the more I feel that he is more than six years old. He is just a little adult. He is not as smart as he does not know.

Jane Feili is such a mind, but the speaker has no intention, but the listener is guilty. Mo jingluan thinks that Jane Feili is guessing whether he is five years old again, and doesn't dare to continue this topic at all. He lies again. He is flustered, and he is not comfortable. He is not used to lying to Jane Feili, "let's go, let's go to the haunted house." At that time, he can pretend to be afraid and hide in Jianfei's arms. The feeling of being protected by daddy must be beautiful.

In the dark color, there is a cold feeling everywhere. Jane is not afraid of leaving nature. She looks down at Mo jingluan and says, "are you afraid?"

"Not afraid." Little thing is to tell the truth, he is really not afraid, "mother said I am a little man, is the pillar of the family, so, I absolutely can't be afraid of things."

"That's why I'm not afraid?" Jane Feili laughs, this reason is far fetched, but it can't help but feel sorry for the little guy. The children of single parent families lack of fatherly love, so the little guy likes to stick to him as a stranger. Fortunately, he is not a human dealer, otherwise if he abducts the little thing, it will be miserable, "jingluan, in the future, except me, no one is allowed to take you out to play, do you hear me?" He can guarantee that he is not a human dealer, but he can't guarantee that others are not.

"I know." Mo Jing Luan just a listen to understand come over, the original daddy is worried that he was abducted by strangers, this daddy although put 110000 heart, he Mo Jing Luan don't abduct others is good, even if it is adult, as long as he want, absolutely abducted.Jane non from holding the child's hand tight tight, he is worried about Mo Jing Luan afraid, after all, in front of these pictures if it is a woman, perhaps already screamed.

Sure enough, his hand is tight, and the little thing's hand is tight too. It turns out that the child is afraid and embarrassed to show it. He is really a clever child and a little man, but it also makes him sad. He is only six years old and so sensible. He remembers that when he was six years old, he played wildly every day and didn't care about anything.

So, without waiting for Mo jingluan's own request, Jian Feili gently broke away the villain's hand and held him in his arms directly. Mo jingluan's big eyes blinked and blinked, and his mood had reached the extreme, but she still couldn't help drilling into Jian Feili's arms, like a kitten, which made him more and more comfortable.

So, a haunted house down, Mo Jing Luan feel that their relationship with dad has been rapid progress, it is with words can not express.

One after another, after playing one by one, Mo jingluan's score for Jane Feili has soared to the full mark level. When he walked out of the playground, he had an idea that no matter what happened between daddy and Mommy before, it must be a misunderstanding. He didn't blame daddy or Mommy, so he didn't ask. He directly tried to send mommy and daddy to make a pile, eh It's such a happy decision.

Excited to play for an afternoon, until the comfortable ride from Jane's car, he thought of this point, Mommy wake up long ago, turn on the mobile phone to see, sure enough, there are more than a dozen missed calls on the silent mobile phone screen, all of them are mommy's numbers.

The little guy's little finger flipped on the keyboard, "Mommy, I'll go back soon. You can have a hundred hearts. I'm safe. It's OK."

"Son of a bitch, come back to me right away." Yingzi hatefully typed this line, and then pointed to open the photo from the amusement park that was just found on the website. It was the picture of jianfeili driving a roller coaster with mojingluan, and the picture of jianfeili riding a pirate ship with mojingluan

Mo Jing Luan that smelly boy, is not agreed not with Jane Feili contact?

She just sleep Kung Fu, he actually hook up with Jane Feili, also don't know Jane Feili didn't find Mo jingluan is his son?

A big one and a small one are so similar. With the shrewdness of the man, if he doesn't find out whether he has IQ problems?

However, when she thought about it, she quickly rejected it. As long as Mo jingluan didn't want Jane Feili to know that he was his son, the child would have a hundred ways to make Jane Feili believe it.

That is a smelly boy who even she sometimes has no way to do. She sighs gently. She continues to look at the photos taken by father and son when they are together. It has to be said that when she looks at them like this, she will unconsciously feel an unspeakable feeling in her heart. The little guy laughs so sweet. It is definitely a kind of smile from the heart, or does he need father's love?

But now she feels that a person's life is really good, and she really doesn't want to break such a life.

Suddenly, a thought flashed in yingzi's mind. She murmured in a low voice, "mojingluan, you'd better not let me find out that you did it, otherwise, you'll look good." She will definitely shut up a small dark room for the little guy, and even count it on her.

Yingzi quickly took Mo jingluan's computer and opened it. She thought that she would find the evidence of the cancellation of Mo jingluan's design flight. But she flipped through the little thing's computer for a long time, but she didn't find half a shadow. It was her sixth sense that she was wrong. Is it really not Mo jingluan?

But it's no coincidence that when the flight was cancelled, he went to the amusement park with Jane Feili. It's a long calculation.

No, it must be mo Jing Luan. Don't let her find anything later.

The more I think about it, the more it's made by that smelly boy. It's just that the child's computer is taught by her sixth elder martial brother. The sixth elder martial brother's most powerful is the computer. As long as he flicks his fingers and knocks a row of characters at random, it's possible to create a world-wide chaos in an instant. Fortunately, sixth elder martial brother is not a mess.

Forget it, don't check. In terms of computer, she's not the rival of Mo jingluan, the sixth elder martial brother's favorite student.

Yingzi puts away Mo jingluan's computer and gets up to tidy up her clothes. She wants to see Mo jingluan for the first time and know whether the smelly boy has exposed her existence.

With the father and son were only two people on the Internet photos, Mo Jing Luan, he died.