Chapter 975

Downstairs.

Zhong Qingfeng goes to check out, and she holds her daughter in the rest area.

I feel the top of my daughter's head in pain, and my eyes and eyebrows are worried.

I don't know if it's right or wrong

"Ma Ma, didn't you ever let me call uncle Zhong Dadi? Why do you suddenly agree again? " The little girl's mind is simple. She looks up at her white face and asks.

A big stone was pressed on her chest, which made her unable to breathe, let alone answer such an awkward question.

But she still thought about it seriously, and then she smiled at her daughter, "doesn't little Molly like Uncle Zhong? Let uncle Zhong be your father, will you? "

When the little finger was in the temple, the little girl thought carefully: "Uncle Zhong is very good, but I prefer the daddy of brother Xingxing ~"

Sun Zhen was really embarrassed to pucker his lips, "but that's the daddy of brother Xingxing, not yours."

"Well..." The little girl continued to think seriously with her little head askew. "Then let uncle Zhong be my father, but we have to say that when my father comes back, I can't call uncle Zhong again."

In the girl's heart and eyes, it was her own father who was still in her mind. No matter how kind they were to her, other people could not compare with her own father.

Heart mercilessly pulled a bit, the expression on the face is a bit more unnatural, but she quickly recovered her mood, smiled and said to her daughter, "OK."

Mother and daughter are talking. Zhong Qingfeng, who has completed the check-out procedure, comes to them. "OK, let's go."

Sun Zhenzhen raised his head and looked at Zhong Qingfeng tenderly. He felt a little guilty. She and Yang Yilin had done something wrong, but they also took others as a backing. It was somewhat unkind.

"Qingfeng, thank you." Besides saying thank you, she really didn't know what else she could say.

These years Zhong Qingfeng's care for their mother and daughter is not a pale thank you can replace.

"Don't be polite to me. Let's go." With a gentle smile, Zhong Qingfeng reached out and held her daughter in her arms.

Zhong Qingfeng holds her daughter in one hand and holds her suitcase in the other hand. She snatches her suitcase several times but fails to get it. In his words, "these jobs should be done by men."

To be honest, when she heard him, her heart was warm.

She pretended to be strong for too much time. It seems that she never wanted to find a man to rely on. Now this man is busy taking care of the two of them. Even because he can fly from abroad with one phone call, it really touched her.

"Directly to the airport, or?" Standing outside the hotel, Zhong Qingfeng called for a car and turned to look at her.

Sun Zhen, with a serious thought on his face, said, "you take Molly to the airport and wait for me. I'll see a friend soon."

Cloud City only let her rest assured is Muqiqi, she does not remember anything now, let her worry.

"Molly and I will go with you." No matter who she goes to see, he doesn't feel at ease about Molly's father. It's hard to deal with that person. It's hard to ensure that he won't keep up with the real pestering. That's not what he wants to see.

Looking at the worried eyes of Qingfeng, sun Zhenzhen nodded and said softly, "OK."