There are pink bubbles floating in the air.

All the employees were surprised to look at the Han Jue and Yan Zhengling.

Warlord realized that his emotional management was out of control and restored his usual iceberg face. He came to tiger and accompanied him to make LEGO.

Yan Zhengling thought of Yan Zheng's words, close to him, will arouse his antipathy. But not close to him, but there is no chance.

Annoyed, he scratched his head and brazenly walked past.

Han hanjue taught Huzi to pile LEGO. How high he piled, Huzi would not tire of pushing him down.

The warlord finally got angry. "Daddy taught you to make Lego, not to make you mischievous."

Huzi didn't kiss him, so he began to wail. And crying for mom.

Han hanjue grabbed his hair tired.

These days, he accompanied Huzi in the hospital. No matter how attentive he was, Huzi didn't seem to feel his good. Very exclusive of him.

Yan Zhengling picked up the tiger and said, "don't cry, let's play with the bubble machine."

With the new toy distraction, tiger soon stopped crying.

But after playing for a while, he began to cry and look for his mother.

Han Jue picked him up with a black face and said, "well, daddy will take you to Mommy."

Then he left a room and the guests went downstairs.

Wei'an garden is a super market with thousands of mu.

The greening of the community has the style of traditional garden, with lush trees on both sides of the road, rockery fountains hidden in the thick bushes, and the fragmentation of road squares in the green forest.

Zhan hanjue didn't know where the vegetable market was at all. He could only bump aimlessly.

He was a lonesome man and liked places with few people, so he chose a bamboo path with winding paths.

Just, go to the hinterland, but suddenly heard the terrible voice from the woodland. When the warlord turned his head and walked back, the tiger cried and cried, "I want my mother."

The voice in the woodland suddenly stopped, but came the voice of Qiulian calling for help, "husband, help me."

Zhan hanjue's face changed. He put down the tiger and ran into the dense jungle. However, he saw a man running away with his clothes in his arms.

When he was about to chase out, he suddenly smelled the familiar smell of smoke in the air.

All of a sudden, the bottom of my heart jumped up from the unknown fire.

He turned his back and rebuked Qiulian coldly: "put on your clothes."

Qiulian puts on her clothes and reaches out to hold his arm for security. Unexpectedly, she dodges quickly.

Qiu Lian saw the deep disgust that filled his eyes.

"Husband, do you think I'm not clean?" She asked, trembling.

There was no temperature in his voice. "Yes."

Qiulian staggered down and cried, "do you think I'd like to have such a thing happen? You not only don't love me, but also dislike me? But I'm a victim, too? "

"I finally know that there are two kinds of women. One is that they look cowardly, innocent, gentle and kind, but there is a devil in her heart. One looks ferocious, but the heart is kind. And you belong to the former. "

Qiu Lian was scared to shiver, "what do you mean?"

He bit his teeth. "I'm disappointed in you."

Then turn around and leave.

Autumn lotus embraces tiger son to catch up, "husband, even if you dislike me not clean, also should not leave our son regardless of ah?"

She deliberately emphasized the words "our son".

Zhan hanjue's feet are slightly stagnant, Yan Zhengling's jokes are heard, and a self mocking sneer is drawn from the corners of his lips.

Huzi is not his son, is he?

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