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Hearing her voice, the two men almost at the same time rushed over, "where is it?" Water Jun Yu's eyes glowed with red light. When he looked down to see Wei Wei and Qiang Qiang in the narrow gap, he leaned over, and his two arms left and right ahead of Mu Shao and took Weiwei and Qiangqiang out together.

This embrace, really woke up two little guys, hands rubbing eyes, Weiwei and Qiang Qiang opened their eyes together.

"Daddy..."

"Uncle water..."

He hugged the two villains tightly in his arms, even forgetting that their small bodies were on his wounds. "Wei Wei, Qiang Qiang, don't play hide and seek with me in the future, OK?" He was very anxious. No matter Weiwei or Qiangqiang, he was worried. Although he was still fierce with the strong and strong in the morning, he had an indescribable sense of intimacy with the child every time he saw it, that is, he felt that the child had something to do with himself.

"Uncle water, you hurt me."

"Daddy, you hurt me too."

The two little guys were all in one voice. Seeing the water Junyu holding them two like this, they still didn't know how much trouble they had made, and the whole hospital was almost overturned.

"In the future, tell me wherever you go. Do you hear me?" This time, he roared, roaring very loud.

Weiwei's small body trembled, which was the sign before daddy lost his temper. She immediately said, "I heard you."

"And you?" The man looked down at the strong and strong in his arms. How could this child be so like? It was too much. Before Qiang Qiang responded, he subconsciously said: "are you really four years old? How do I think you're on the same side as vivie? "

"I, I'm really four years old. I don't believe you ask my mommy." Qiangqiang stuttered for a moment, but then he calmed down. He had a hook with Mo Xiaozhu, saying that he could not say anything about his five-year-old.

"Well, come to your mother. She's very anxious to find you."

"Thank you, uncle." The little body slipped and fell on the ground. Qiangqiang yawned and ran to Mo Xiaozhu and Mu Shaoli, "Mommy, daddy, I'm sorry. I fell asleep with Wei Wei and worried you."

Wood little from holding up strong strong, "after, don't say so, disappear disappear, you see, your mother is anxious."

"I remember that if I hadn't fallen asleep, I would have gone back. I would have wanted to go back before Mommy woke up." Small hand has been scratching his head, Qiang Qiang is very embarrassed.

"If you know it's wrong, let's go downstairs. Are you hungry?"

"A little bit." Strong strong says, abdomen just "Gulu" a cry, in protest.

Mo Xiaozhu tilted his head and rubbed his head, "you are the most mischievous."

The three people talked and laughed and walked into the iron gate of the rooftop. Behind him, water king Yu was holding Weiwei and was standing there watching. The scene just now was so warm and warm, as if his and Weiwei's existence were superfluous. Therefore, he did not say anything, but looking at the back of those three people's faces was so gloomy.

She really married Mu Shaoli. An Feng said that the name of her and Mu Shaoli was registered in the Civil Affairs Bureau. They are really husband and wife.

Maybe it's time for him to leave the hospital. Originally he wanted to see her more. After all, she was hospitalized because he gave birth. But now, it's unnecessary.

"Daddy, let's go. I'm hungry, too." Wei Wei small voice timidly said.

"Good." He strode out of the roof, the wind blowing on his body, blowing away the sweat all over his body. His chest pain was too much to add at that moment, and he was really infected again. Let it go. It's the will of heaven to die or live. If it wasn't for Wei Wei Wei, he would have been tired of living.

To the ward began to pack things, Weiwei see him busy to busy, the way: "Daddy, you want to leave the hospital?"

"Well, yes."

"But, your wound is not good, and it will fester. Daddy, if you don't take medicine, I won't want you, because you are really not good. You are not good at all. I won't follow you."

Little girl voice childish voice, listen to really let him very warm heart, have a daughter accompany, life is not lonely.

The woman next door is just like her eyes. After all, she is not the woman in my memory. She is a wife. He should really let go. When he thinks of what he has done these days, does he still look like himself?

He was really turned around by Mo Xiaoxiao.

"OK, daddy, I'll change my dressing when I leave the hospital, OK?"

"What does Daddy have to say?"

He bowed his head and gave his daughter a kiss on her face. "Well, yes."

He soon went through the discharge procedures. Since he had to leave, he would go completely. He would not stay for another minute.

Holding Weiwei stepped out of the hospital gate, he told himself, Mo Xiaoxiao no longer has nothing to do with him.

The weather is good and the sunshine is better. There are many women in the world. Without her, he can live well.

Driving the car, Weiwei sat beside her and glanced at her daughter. For a moment, she was in a trance that the woman was sitting beside her.It was just a short two months. In fact, he gave her very little, even no commitment, but that was the two months that killed her.

Thinking, the hand then trembled, the car suddenly stopped on the side of the road, he lying on the steering wheel, angina pectoris.

"Daddy, what's the matter with you?"

"It's OK. It'll be OK in a short time. Daddy will take you back to the villa, and then Dad has something to go out for. You and grandma will have dinner and sleep together in the evening, OK?" Luo Wan has been back for some days, but he hasn't been with Luo Wan. If he doesn't have that mood, he won't accompany him.

"Not good." Wei Wei Du small mouth, she does not want to, "I want Daddy."

"Dear, daddy has something to do at night. He hasn't worked for a long time. If he doesn't work, daddy will be fired, don't you?" Soft voice coax daughter, daughter more like Mo Xiaozhu, but this moment, he suddenly thought of strong, that child, also like.

A shock in the heart, a moment of impulse, he picked up the mobile phone and called an Feng, "An Feng, check Mo Xiaoxiao's son Qiangqiang's DNA, test and tell me."

"Yes, sir."

Hang up an Feng's phone, again drove the car to the villa, a long time did not go back, just do not want to see yuan Runqing, but now, he still want to go back, because his mother is in.

It was about to arrive, but the mobile phone rang again. He looked at the number. It was Luo Wan's, and he said, "Mom, what's the matter?"

"Jun Yu, someone is looking into the affairs of the Mo family. Do you know that?"

Mobile phone from left hand to right hand, water Jun Yu's mind flashed Mo Lingsheng and Xu Yun's death picture, he suddenly some irritable, "I know, I will deal with it."

However, no matter how we deal with it, we can't deal with the murder case that happened six years ago.

He did everything for Rowan.

However, I don't know whether it is right or wrong

"Daddy, why don't you go home?" The car stopped, Wei Wei heart unwilling to get off the car, to still sit in the driver's seat water Jun Yu complain.

"Daddy has something to do, dear. Listen to grandma."

"All right." The villain said that had to take the servant's hand, step three back into the door.

Lamborghini made a U-turn and drove away from the villa. It was not dark. It was in broad daylight. However, Shui Junyu started his car. He did not know how many red lights he had run and how many times he caused traffic chaos. Even the traffic police came. But when he saw his license plate, no one dared to cross examine.

The wine in his mind is more and more intense, but accompanied by the wine is that face, that he should not fall in love with but let him heart of the woman's face.

She married Mu Shao and left.

Hehe, she said she didn't want to be a junior, but before she went to Wanshan, she told him that she didn't care about her fame.

Are women so fickle?

The fickleness makes him sick.

The mobile phone, rang up, looked at the number, unexpectedly is Leng Xueying. Well, if you don't like this woman, it's better than being alone. To tell you the truth, Leng Xueying is very beautiful and born a sexy creature. Every time he is in a bad mood, he can make him happy. Let's just take her, reach out and pick up, "Ying, what's the matter?"

"Yu, do you want to miss others? I miss you

The female voice of whine in the whine, let water gentleman Yu frown, "see you in the sweet garden for a while." A few words said, he then hung up the phone, chest a burst of pain, but do not want to tube, as if the pain is someone else rather than his own.

Shuijun Yu arrived very quickly. Recently, he especially liked Xinyuan. When he walked into the hall, Leng Xueying had not arrived. His deep black eyes looked at the position where he had sat and Mo Xiaozhu sat on his leg. If only he could meet her again in that position, he snapped his finger and the waiter immediately followed up, "Mr. water, please do you have What orders? "

"I want that position," he said

"Yes, Mr. water. Just a moment, please." The waiter immediately went to deal with it. After a while, a couple of lovers who had been sitting there stood up and left. When he sat down, his eyes seemed to float across the memory of the woman's face. Mo Xiaozhu was not particularly beautiful. The women he had seen were everywhere more beautiful than Mo Xiaozhu. However, everyone was not as clear as her natural beauty Show temperament, that is women want to learn but also can not learn.

"Wine." He yelled, just want to drink, not drunk.

Dark red XO immediately placed in front of him, one cup after another, he looked up like water on a cup.

The more you drink, the more blurred you are.

In the wine glass, one is mo Xiaozhu, the other is mo Xiaoxiao. Soon, two people's faces overlap together, and the eyes are really similar.

"Yu, look at you. You've been drinking again. Aren't you hurt?" A small white hand suddenly pressed his hand, which was picking up the glass, "Yu..."

light woman fragrance, cold snow surplus is this good, most will give up his good will, every time I come to see him, absolutely will not spray perfume, just like the memory of the woman's taste almost.