Chapter 1191

"It's strange that I can smell rice."

The fifth is funny, "nonsense, I haven't done it yet. How can you smell the rice? I think you are hungry. "

Fifth, Yimo stamped his little foot, "it's true."

He stepped forward, the aroma of rice wafted out, at this time, even the fifth also smelled, a moment, he thought his nose was out of order, the next second opened the door, the fifth ink eyes suddenly locked the dining room table food, many of them are his and uncle's favorite food.

Only Yiluo's mother could make it. He forgot to take off his shoes and ran to the kitchen. Looking at the familiar figure, Yimo cried out with a "wow".

Frightened by Fang Yiluo, he thought his son would rush to ask for a hug when he saw him. Why did he cry all of a sudden?

She quickly put down the spoon in her hand and hurried to Yimo.

But in exchange for Yimo stretched out a fat hand to stop, "you don't come here!"

Fang Yiluo's heart is sour. She knows that she has gone too suddenly and hurt Yimo's young heart, but she doesn't know that her son will reject her.

She suddenly choked, "Yi Mo, don't you want to hold me?"

Yi Mo busily nods, thinking, he dreams about it, but every time he hugs Yi Luo's mother in his dream, it's easy to wake up. He's afraid it's a dream.

The fifth absolute force clenched the light trembling hands, even if the utmost restraint, but also with the fifth meaning Mo said and laughed, "you don't go, I can go on the money." Not waiting to open his legs, he was pulled back by Yimo.

"Don't go. Maybe it's a dream. It will disappear."

Hearing his son's words, Fang Yiluo didn't hold back his tears. He took his little hand and brought him into his arms. He kept apologizing. "I'm sorry, Yimo, I'm sorry. I'm really sorry. I let you worry about gain and loss like this." He is only a five-year-old child. At such an age, it should be a happy time for her parents to accompany her. However, her biological mother has made Yimo suffer all kinds of blows repeatedly. She was born without a father and was fostered in the name of Niannian. Her biological mother can't call her mother, which should not be borne by his five-year-old child.

She was held in her arms by Yiluo's mother, and the fifth Yimo felt the reality. Her tears were dancing, and her small hands were hugging Fang Yiluo. "Mother ELO, where have you been?" He stammered because he was crying.

Fang Yiluo took a deep breath, even panting with pain.

"I, I went to a far away place and had to get better to come back."

Fifth, Yimo buries her small head in her neck, "you are the best mother Yimo has ever seen. Will you still go?"

Fang Yiluo hesitated to tell the truth and patted her son on the shoulder. "Yimo, if Yiluo's mother said she would go, would you be angry with me and never talk to me again?"

Yi Mo is afraid that she will never come back. She shakes her head busily, "no, I will wait for Yi Luo's mother to come back, so I'm not angry with you, and you don't want me."

Hearing his son's words, Fang Yiluo's heart hurt even more, and the fifth man standing on one side couldn't help reddening his eyes. He didn't expect that what he had hoped for one moment would come true the next.

It was really like a dream, which caught him off guard.

Coax the son, Fang Yiluo asked with a smile, "do you want Yiluo's mother to help you take a bath?"

In the past, fifth ink would be shy not to let her go, but the time to get together was too short, he didn't want to miss every minute of his mother's company, so he could only nod shyly.

Fang Yiluo was surprised for a few seconds. Then he took off his apron and put it all into the fifth unique hand. "There's soup in the pot. Go and watch. I'll take a bath with Yimo."

Fifth, happiness is a little slow, but God, dull nod.

Even if you stand in the kitchen and smell the familiar aroma, many dishes clearly know the steps, but you can't make such a nostalgic taste.

In about half an hour, Fang Yiluo came out with xibaibai's son. The fifth Jue had found out the little guy's pajamas.

"The soup is good. After Yimo changes his clothes, we can have dinner."

The little guy was very excited because his mother was there, so he put on his pajamas.

"Yimo, I made a lot of your favorite dishes today."

"I'm so hungry that I can eat it all."

Fang Yiluo smiles, "even if you can eat it all, you can't eat it too fast."

During the dinner, I only heard Yimo chattering. The fifth never spoke. His eyes seemed to be on fire, burning Fang Yiluo's cheek.

Occasionally, he even glared at his son when he didn't pay attention.

In exchange for the fifth, the corner of the mouth slightly raised, smiling a little like a big fool in the next village.

Even if it's very late, Yimo doesn't dare to go to bed. He's afraid that Yiluo's mother will be gone as soon as he opens his eyes, so he often breathes and doesn't sleep.Fang Yiluo touched his son's head. "Don't worry, Yiluo's mother won't go. She will sleep with you here. If I want to go, I will tell Yimo."

"Really?" After asking, he gave another huff.

"Don't worry!"

The three of the family lie on the bed. Yimo nests in Fang Yiluo's arms. The fifth Jue holds their mother in his arms and tells a bedtime story. One minute after the story begins, Yimo falls asleep.

Time seems to have solidified, for a long time the fifth unique asked, "how did you come back?"

"The patriarch came to see his sister when he had something to do, so we went down the mountain."

"Why didn't you tell me?" If you know, the person waiting at home will be him, so you can see her more.

"Before going down the mountain, I didn't know where I was going. When I got to my sister's shop, I thought about it later. I'll give you a surprise." Fang Yiluo gently turned around and got closer to the fifth Jue. He could even feel his warm breath beating on his forehead. "Little Jue, do you feel very surprised?"

"Yes."

"Do you miss me?"

"Yes."

"How much do you think?" She's like a woman who's been in love for the first time. She wants to know everything.

The fifth absolute silence for a moment, and then said, "watching you give Yi Mo a bath, I will be jealous, this is not very miss you?"

Fang Yiluo chuckled, "how can you still be like a child?"

"Then you help me take a bath, too!" He's right.

But she turned red, "hooligan."

"You just said I was like a child. How did you become a hooligan?"

Fang Yiluo's face is red and his ears are red. "Don't talk. Yimo is asleep."

"How do you sleep without a bath?"

"Then you go."

"You wash it for me."

"No!"

In the face of such a difficult fifth, Fang Yiluo really has no choice but to pretend to be dead. Angry said, "fell asleep."

Wujue turned around and put them in his arms. His lips were stuck to her hair. "Smile, welcome home!"

Fang Yiluo's tears streamed down in an instant, "Xiao Jue, I miss you, I miss Yimo, I miss Yaoyao..."

"Well, don't cry. You'll make me shovel shennai mountain flat."

"Don't talk nonsense."

Fifth, she pursed her lips and did not dare to speak any more.

Fifth, after finishing the task at hand, I went back to the origin and found that everyone was in a good mood. I was surrounded by Lu Tiantian in the hall, asking about the cold and warmth. As expected, the beauty was very important.

The fifth Nian asked, "how did you get down the mountain?"

Lu Tiantian looking at the origin of modern decoration, "since the world has changed, I did not go down the mountain, now just come out to have a look at the outside world."

"Why do you come to me when you say you're wandering around?"

If you were someone else, I'm afraid you would have been too thin skinned to support the scene. Only Lu Tiantian could still smile. "Make an opportunity for the immortal Lord. Will she accompany me down the mountain to relax?"

Fifth read very suspicious asked, "you are sincere?"

"There's one more important thing." Speaking of this, Lu Tiantian's expression suddenly became serious.

"I knew you didn't have a good heart." Fifth, I stand up and go. My intuition tells me that Lu Tiantian's business has something to do with herself, which she is not willing to do.

"Fifth, I'm dying."

The fifth read to stop a footstep, looking back to see to Lu sweet, "win sympathy?"

"So it is."