Chapter 486

Smell speech, Jing Qian just mercilessly clenched a small fist, but did not refute.

The receptionist looked at the child carefully and found that it was the child who used to come.

Nanlin Mo did not take Jingqian to take the special elevator, but took the employee elevator. I met a lot of people on the road, and some people asked about it. Nanlin Mo would say three words.

My son!

So, half an hour later, the whole company knew that the prince was coming. People who had seen him said that the prince and the president were really alike.

And south of Mo, to this effect.

In the office, Jing Qian is bored and spreads on the sofa, playing the game machine.

Mo Ze in the South continued the work that had not been finished in the morning.

The phone ring suddenly rang, South Mo did not look up, said, "Jing Qian, help me answer the phone."

The little guy put on his shoes and went to answer the phone.

"Hello, Hello, this is the president's office. May I help you?"

Smell speech, the man purses a lip to smile.

Half a minute later, Jing Qian hung up the phone, came over, stepped up, sat on the desk and said, "it's aunt Yazhi. She has something to look for you."

"Good."

South of Mo's desk is very big, Jing Qian is very boring, so he lies on the desk to play.

The man put a lot of small hanging ornaments on his desk. The little guy took them all and played with them until he got a small photo frame.

The frame is very small, just as big as his little hand.

The little guy stares at the photo and takes a sneak look at the man who heads down to work.

After a while, he asked, "is this my mommy?"

The man looked up and took a look. "Yes, I don't think Mommy is very beautiful when she is young."

Jing Qian snorted coldly, then put his eyes on the frame and whispered, "my mother is also beautiful now."

The man chuckled, "yes, it's beautiful now."

The little guy looked at the two people in the picture and muttered discontentedly.

At that time, my mother was only a teenager. She was so young. She was still wearing school uniform. She looked at the man next to her. She was dressed in suits and leather shoes. Her face was cold and her face was paralyzed.

The little guy turned his mouth, and his face was full of dislike. I really don't know what the mother thought at that time. He fell in love with such an old man!

This is what song Yazhi saw when he knocked at the door.

The man was looking down at the document, and the child was lying on his desk doing some damage.

Hearing the sound, the little guy rubbed down from the table, "elegant aunt!"

Although song Yazhi is also in his thirties, he has excellent maintenance and good taste in dressing. He looks like he is in his twenties.

She pinched the little guy's face. "Did you fight with someone else?"

"Yes, but I didn't lose."

Song Yazhi's light smile, gentle woman, no matter smile or speak, are good-looking.

I haven't seen this child for nearly a year. The child has grown up a lot. Now I look at it and it looks like Mo Chang in Nanlin.

He and Mu Yan's affair, they these relations are good, as early as that South Lin Mo was hit by Xi Muqiao into the hospital.

But for the nature of admiring words, I knew that this person must be difficult.

"About the announcement in half a year, I want to push it out."

The man frowned and asked, "push it off? Why, you know, it's a great opportunity. "

Song Yazhi laughed, raised her hair on her forehead and said, "my child is four years old. It's the age of contact with things. I want to spare time with my children and prepare for a global trip."

Mo Nan stood up and decided to write

"Yes, in the future, I may gradually reduce the number of announcements and gradually shift my focus to my family."

"Well, we are not young, and we have passed the age when we need to work hard. Now the most important thing is family."

Song Yazhi's eyes moved to Jing Qian, "yes, you and Muyan that?"

The man shrugged, smiling some helpless, "is trying, big and small are not easy to entangle, one by one."

They talked for half an hour. After Song Yazhi left, the man stood there for a moment. Then he remembered Jing Qian and looked around. Only then discovered spreads in the office chair to sleep the fragrant child.

Gently walked over and picked up the child. The more he looked at it, the more he liked it. The man bowed his head and gave the child a kiss on his small face. Then he went to the rest room in the inner room.

When Jing Qian is sleeping, Xi Muyan calls.

Jing Qian has something wrong in the school, and the teacher must inform Xi Muyan.

The little woman came up and asked, "how's my son?"

"It's OK. I fell asleep. I have a slight wound on my forehead."

"The other party that?"

"Well, the face is swollen like a pig's head, and two children's noses are bleeding."The little woman heaved a sigh of relief and said, "that's good! you deserves it! My son has a long way to go. I'm not finished with them! And you come to Mo in the south. As soon as I leave, my son will have an accident. You have an unshirkable responsibility! "

The man kept nodding, "yes, yes, blame me."

Xi Muyan was still worried, and explained a few words, "big baby will kick the quilt when he goes to bed at night. You should pay attention to it. He is not used to wearing pajamas at night, and his stomach will be frozen. Besides, you should pay attention to the seafood and other things. Don't let the children touch it."

The man smiles gently, "I know."

"Yes."

Two people were silent for half a minute. Mo suddenly said, "I miss you."

There was silence for a few seconds, and then he said, "fuck you!"

The man rubbed his eyebrows and sneered, "really, I miss you very much. As soon as you leave, I will miss you. If it is not for taking care of my son, I will go with you."

There came the little woman's scorn over there.

The two chatted for a while. Most of them were from the south. Xi Mu Yan was listening and occasionally answered.

Only in this way, south facing Mo is enough.

Hang up the phone, the man went to the French window, looking at the traffic downstairs, heartfelt smile.

The love he wants is just like this. It doesn't need to be magnificent. It's just plain and light. It's enough to satisfy.

At 4:30 in the afternoon, Jing Qian opened his eyes and saw a man sitting cross legged with a smile on his lips.

The little guy rubbed his sleepy eyes, put his feet on the man's legs and said vaguely, "I want to eat pizza, hamburger, chicken wings."

The man chuckled, bent over and gave him two kisses on the forehead.

"Honey. You know, your mom won't allow you to eat these fast foods. "

The little guy just woke up with a heavy nasal voice, "my godfather will take me to eat."

South facing Mo smiles, deliberately rubs his hair disorderly, "Stinky boy, will take your godfather to talk about things, or, call Daddy to listen, I take you to eat. Whatever you want, I won't tell you, Mommy

Jing Qian sat up, stroked his hair, turned his mouth discontented, "just don't!"