The successful little guy is secretly proud, he heard Leng Shaoheng light way: "you just a six-year-old baby, chew wax, say eating with chewing wax?"
"Well, you're just jealous that I got mommy's hug and kiss." The cold words Mo a face from Hao, also throw to him a aggressive look in the eyes, "Mommy, tonight you accompany Mo Mo sleep good?"
Shen Qingqing promised, "well, let's go in and wash and sleep now."
As soon as he was young and big, he held hands and was about to take a sweet step. Shen Qingqing's shoulder was pressed by a big palm.
"You have a cold. You can't get too close to him. He has poor immunity and is easy to be infected by germs." Leng Shaoheng ignores his son's protest eyes and uses irrefutable justifications to pull back the game.
Shen Qingqing for the sake of Mo Mo's body, naturally did not dare to sleep with him, "Mo Mo, let's sleep together in a few days, OK?"
"Mommy's going to tell me a story." The cold words Mo shakes her arm to act coquettishly.
"Mommy, there are many more stories to tell you every day." In order to appease baozi, Shen Qingqing said this word, and then realized that this is not the same as telling him that she will always live here?
When she turns her head to see the smile on Leng Shaoheng's face, she wants to bite off her tongue and is about to explain. She hears the man say in a magnetic voice, "you will tell Mo Mo what a promise is, right?"
Shen Qingqing's lips were slightly open. She was looking at her steamed stuffed bun with a pair of innocent eyes that had not been influenced by the secular world. She could not say anything about her regret.
However, she is going to leave after all, or have to make it clear, avoid the time to leave suddenly, ink can't bear.
"I..." Shen Qingqing tried to explain.
"Have you finished your homework? I'll check it." Leng Shaoheng knew what she was going to say and didn't give her a chance to speak. He took Leng Yanmo's little hand and went to the house.
Abu jumped out of nowhere and followed like a tail.
"Mommy, come on in." Cold words Mo turns round to shout a way.
"Oh, here it is." Shen Qingqing beat his head in chagrin, breathed heavily, and walked in.
Immersed in the chagrin of saying the wrong thing, she didn't find the father and son's short but meaningful eye contact, and at the same time, a touch of happiness.
As the night deepened, the bright moon hung high in the night sky, and the moonlight spread like a piece of broken silver on the river.
Shen Qingqing leaned on the railing, blowing the cool evening wind, enjoying the quiet and beautiful night.
She is peaceful and warm here. On the other side, in the suite of Marriott Hotel, Shen Yingying struggles desperately in prison.
Three middle-aged men with big bellies are venting the animal rain on her.
I don't know how long later, Shen Yingying's pig like scream finally overflowed from his mouth. However, before he could shout out the second sound, it was blocked again.
All three men took medicine before they came in, so their energy was appalling.
This night, Shen Yingying suffered endless torment. At the end, he couldn't make a sound and was thrown on the bed like a rag.
When you throw it down, you always keep that position. You don't even have the strength to move.
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