In fact, what he wanted to say but didn't dare to say was, President, you are like a child trafficker!
Although it seems that the child may also be willing to be abducted.
Mu Jingheng sniffs, home? He's taking him back to his home, his real home.
As for the woman who forced him to be separated from the child for such a long time, which deprived her of his five years of childhood, what was the matter with her?
Sang Ling lies quietly on mu Jingheng's shoulder, with his hands around his neck.
His mother always said that his father was a fool, but he liked this father very much.
From now on, he also has a father.
After the father and son walked out of the airport hall, sang dance walked out of the darkness in his trousers.
Mingming is already a mother of a five or six-year-old child, but her face is still full of collagen.
It's the same as a high school student with a pair of overalls and canvas shoes.
Looking at the father and son gradually away from the back, sang dance long sigh tone.
The next moment, she took out her mobile phone to call Qiao Qing, "little baby, I'm going to see my dry daughter and son."
There seemed to be silence for a while, then came Qiao Qing's sarcastic voice: "are you planning to live on his branch and be a housewife?"
Qiao Qing knew that if sang dance wanted to continue flying, she would never come to Kyoto.
Sang dance heard the word "ouch," and said, "you have been a housewife for so long. Do you mean to say me
Qiao Qing smelt speech a smile, tone serious a bit, "how suddenly thought to want to come back?"
She is still curious about this. She knows how important freedom is to Sang dance. Otherwise, she would not hide with her children for more than five years.
Sang Wu sniffed speech and sighed, "of course, I'm not for the dog man, but I don't want Xiaoling to feel inferior for not having a father all the time. Although he is very sensible and doesn't say anything, I know he wants his father. In a woman's life, once she becomes a mother, there are many things she can't help herself to do, and nothing can resist the flesh falling from her body. "
Qiao Qing hears the speech to be silent for a moment, in the heart has a trace of pity to Mu Jingheng, "do you really have no feelings for mu Jingheng?"
Sang dance smell speech pretty face unconsciously climb a layer of red glow, "who has feelings for that dog man?"
The speed of denial is as fast as fear that others will not believe it.
What she didn't admit was that she didn't come for her son.
Qiao Qing listened to the tone of her cover up, suddenly felt that he was more worried, funny way: "yes, yes, you don't like him, have no feelings for him, come to see you do son and daughter."
……
Mu Jingheng walked out of the airport with Sang Ling in his arms and sat in a car parked on the side of the road before he remembered and asked, "by the way, what's your name?"
Sang Ling obediently replied: "Sang Ling, mulberry leaves, Ling Xiao Ling."
Mu Jingheng was stunned when he heard the speech, and immediately his handsome face turned black. In his heart, he scolded the dead woman sang Wu with blood.
After a long time, he grinded his teeth and said, "later you are called Muling."
Sang Ling did not say a word, nodded: "good."
Qin Liang, the co pilot, was shocked and asked, "president, is this your son?"
From mu Jingheng and the child just met a series of strange reactions, plus this sentence, he is even more slow to think of this layer.
Mu Jingheng ignored him, but suddenly realized another problem.
Looking at Muling, he asked, "you seem to know that I am your father from the beginning."
Mu Ling smell speech in front of a light, "Dad is not so stupid as mom said."
Mu Jingheng:
Four watch, good night!
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