Chapter 475

Jing Qian was very surprised.

It was not the first time that he saw mommy shed tears, but more often than not, mummy was secretly weeping, and he hid and peeped.

But when I go out in the morning, it's OK. Mummy still laughs.

If you think about it carefully, it seems that after Mommy came back from the bathroom, her mood was not quite right.

Jing Qian pursed her small mouth, and felt a little helpless.

From childhood to adulthood, mummy is a strong woman. Her grandmother and uncle give her a lot of money every year. Even if she doesn't work in her life, it's more than enough to be a full-time mother at home every day.

But every time Mommy would save the money and keep working hard.

He loves Mommy, otherwise he won't let mummy get rid of nanlinmo.

In fact, he really doesn't hate Nanlin Mo, he just blames him.

But he always makes Mommy sad, and he doesn't like him.

"Mommy?" He sat down cross legged on the ground, his little finger wiped away the tears from the corners of her eyes, and gently called her.

Xi Muyan opened his eyes. Unexpectedly, his son was in the room. He quickly raised his hand and wiped away the tears left from the corners of his eyes. He bent his lips and laughed, "what's the matter, baby, go and play games by yourself. Mommy wants to have a rest."

"Are you unhappy?"

The child's small chin is on the back of his small hand, and his big black and white eyes are looking at Mommy.

"No, mummy is just a little uncomfortable."

Jing Qian pursed her small mouth and half lowered her eyes.

From Xi Muyan's point of view, you can just see the child's thick eyelashes fluttering down, like a small fan, fluttering, especially beautiful.

But when her line of sight touched the tiny pursed mouth, her heart suddenly seemed to be pricked by a needle.

Really and nanlinmo, as if.

When I think of nanlinmo, I think of everything that happened in the hot spring box today. The man's gloomy expression, violent eyes, strong and domineering power, all of which make people collapse.

Such a south facing Mo, she is afraid of, but also very strange.

"Is it because Mo is in the south?" Jing Qian suddenly asked.

Xi Muyan did not speak, but the trembling / shaking eyelashes betrayed her.

Jing Qian was sensitive since childhood, and he was very observant. His small fist suddenly clenched, and his handsome face suddenly became vicious.

Xi Muyan quickly took his little hand and calmed his mood. "It's OK. Mummy is OK. It's not about Nanlin Mo's business. Really, I believe mummy."

Jing Qian obviously didn't believe it and clenched mummy's hand tightly.

"Mummy, Wuwu, I hate to die nanlinmo. Why does he always make mummy sad? Why does he never show a little guilt about the past things?"

Xi Muyan touched his small head and said, "no, baby, he has confessed his mistake. He always confesses to his mistake with Mommy, but Mommy doesn't want to forgive him. He really loves you. Think about it. When you were young, did he spoil you

Jing Qian bit his lower lip and stubbornly refused to see her.

No matter how much she complained about Nanlin Mo, she didn't want to see their father and son make such a scene.

"You really like Nanlin Mo, don't you?"

Yao remembers that before, Jing Qian was always called by his godfather every time, like a small follower, following Mo's buttocks in the south.

In fact, if it wasn't for that time, the elder brother looked at Jing Qian and joked, "how do I think Jing Qian looks more and more like Lin Mo?"

Originally is a joke, never thought, South Lin Mo unexpectedly admitted.

In front of all the people in the hospital.

"I don't like him!"

Jingqian felt that he had no face when he was stabbed. He just didn't want to admit that no matter how much he liked nanlinmo, as long as he made his mother sad, he could not like him at any time.

Xi Muyan turns over and lies on Chuang, looking at the children.

"Big baby, the things between me and your dad are not about you. You don't have to hate him because of Mommy. He really loves you."

Jing Qian's small chin trembled, and felt like crying. His soft little fingers played with mummy's green and beautiful fingers, and whispered, "he's not good to Mommy, so I don't like him."

"Too stubborn!"

Xi Muyan reached out and touched his forehead.

Jing Qian's small face was pasted on the back of mummy's hand, and said in defiance, "it's also with mommy. My uncle said that mommy's temper is stinky and hard."

"Why do you listen to my uncle so much? What Mommy says is not listening to her!"

Jing Qian blinked his eyes and did not speak.

Mother and son did not go out all afternoon, nest together, watch TV movies, play games, throw away those unhappy, but also comfortable.

Lunch and dinner are called meals.

Xi Muyan is very picky about the food, because Nanlin Mo's craft is really good, comparable to the five-star chef. In those years with him, she really gave her mouth a lot of food.After eating, Jing Qian took out the exercises and studied the new lesson under the guidance of Xi Muyan.

Children are very smart, many new lessons, do not need teachers to preview, watch learning videos, basically can get full marks, this is very much like the Nanlin Mo when he was a child.

After learning, Xi Muyan asked him to do a chapter test paper, the result is of course full marks.

The rest is English and French.

English and major, French and German and minor.

Jingqian's English is very authentic. It's hard for him because he grew up in France and speaks French as well as his mother tongue.

It is difficult to learn German. Fortunately, Xi Muyan is proficient in German, so the effect of learning is good.

At half past nine, Jing Qian goes back to his room and goes to bed.

Xi Muyan is not in the mood to stay up late to watch a movie. He turns off the lights and goes to bed early.

Sure enough, in the middle of the night, I felt the Chuang mat around me suddenly sank.

She opened her eyes vaguely and looked at it. Sure enough, she saw the familiar outline. Then she closed her eyes again.

South facing Mo will hold the little woman, let her lie on his body to sleep.

This is her favorite sleeping position, which she said before. It's especially safe.

This kind of Xi Muyan is the most clever moment. He puts his paws and teeth away. He will not be aggressive or cold words. He has laid down all his defenses.

"Baby?"

The man affectionately kisses the small woman's forehead, caresses her back gently.

Xi Mu Yan answered vaguely, and then there was no movement.

In the dark room, the man seemed to smile, and then, there was a long sigh. The man's vague voice came, "I'm sorry, baby, I'm sorry."

Xu was not comfortable with the man's beard. The little woman moved and rubbed her face here and there. Finally, she found a suitable place to be honest.

It's a little woman with a low smile.

I feel like someone is talking in my ear all night. I have a soft voice and sound very comfortable.