Chapter 1095

"What?"

Mu Huahong frowned.

"Hehe, hehe." Mu Xianxu felt his neck and said awkwardly, "I also said how to choose a name like this. My secretary said that it's easy to support me with a cheap name."

With that, mu Xianxu gasped for breath.

This is nothing.

Fortunately, Mu Huahong has no doubt about the origin of the child. After all, he never thought that Ying Hannian would bring the child to this place.

Seeing this, mu Xianxu was relieved and said, "father, please help me to accompany him for a while. I'll get his bag and it's still in the car."

"You're going to take him here?"

Mu Huahong's eyes finally left Xiaojing. He stood up and looked at his son unhappily. "You can take him directly. Hurry up."

"Father..."

"Don't come back later. As an adult, just do your own thing well!"

Mu Huahong cold tunnel, turned and went inside, trousers once again caught.

Mu Huahong lowered his head. Xiaojing stood there with his head tilted to look at him, blinking, "grandfather."

“……”

It's so similar.

Mu Huahong looked at him with low eyes. His lips were stiff and stiff. He said, "go and get his bag. Maybe I want to drink water and milk."

"Ah?"

Mu Xianxu didn't expect that Mu Huahong would turn back so soon.

"Don't you understand?" Mu Huahong looked at him coldly, "your secretary is the same. You don't even have a child. You are brave enough to ask you to take care of the child."

“……”

Mu Xianxu laughs, retreats two steps, turns to leave, and his sight crosses the back of the board.

"Come here, come here, sit inside."

As soon as mu Xianxu leaves, Mu Huahong grabs Xiaojing's hand. His voice is not gentle. Decibel drops a lot.

Xiaojing grew up with a group of people when he was a child, so he didn't recognize his life. He was more used to doing his own business when his parents were away, so he hopped forward and felt fresh about everything here.

Then he took aim at the new target.

Let go of Mu Huahong's hand, Xiaojing quickly jumps on the couch, grabs the belt and climbs to the ground, bumps his buttocks up, so that he shakes up and almost falls down.

"Be careful!"

Mu Huahong rushed over and helped him. He was almost on his knees.

"Ha ha ha..."

In Xiaojing, there is no fear, and the whole person is happy.

Mu Huahong helplessly looked at him, reached out and touched his small head, "you are too naughty, the family can't control you?"

Xiaojing climbs to the reclining chair and sits quietly, then claps his hand and asks him to shake himself.

"Let me shake you?" Mu Huahong raised his face and said, "do you know who I am?"

"Grandfather."

No matter how small Xiaojing was, he knew what his killing skill was, so he laughed at him with a cute face, and his little hand wrapped around him to shake.

“……”

Mu Huahong accepted his orders and gave him a rocking chair. Xiaojing happily lay back, his feet swaying there, like an old man.

In the afterglow of the setting sun, the glow filters everything.

Lin Yi believes that he will never forget this scene in many years.

On the other side, mu Xianxu looked at them silently as he went out.

Lin Yi is pulled away by Ying Hannian, and mu Xianxu stands in front of a family waiting for them.

This time, Lin Yi found that the houses here are closed, probably because there is a better development outside, and no one wants to stay in this broken street.

There is only one person left in this place.

Ying Hannian didn't limit Mu Huahong's freedom too much. Loneliness and loneliness were the road Mu Huahong chose for himself.

"What's the situation?" Mu Xianxu came forward and looked at them.

What medicine did they sell in the gourd?

Ying Hannian holds Lin Yi's hand and looks coldly at mu Xianxu, "what do you mean? When did I become your secretary? "

It's the tone of asking the guilty.

Mu Xianxu was confused by the operation. "You hide, don't you want your father to know you're here?"What can he do but lie.

"Yes, I didn't want to see him all of a sudden, but when did I say I would put my son there?" Should cold year cold voice ask, black eye sharp.

Lin Yimo.

Mu Xianxu stood there, choking, "I see my father likes Xiaojing, so let them stay a little longer..."

"Like it?" Ying Hannian sneered, "he even wants my life. My son is in his hands. If he has a chance, will you pay for it?"

“……”

This pot is too big.

Mu Xianxu's face turned white. Facing Ying Hannian, he could not speak at all, so he could only look at Lin Yi for help.

Lin Yi looked at the innocent mu Xianxu, with an apologetic smile, turned his eyes to Ying Hannian's cold face and said, "OK, what you said was the old yellow calendar many years ago. At that time, the third master had not recovered his memory, so his behavior was biased."

At the beginning should cold years effect two rooms, Mu Huahong is to him under more than once of hand.

"What about my son now?"

Ying Hannian asked coldly.

“……”

Why don't you just pull your son behind the board?

Isn't it tiresome to be duplicative?

Lin Yi was kind and didn't tear him down. He just said, "Xiaojing likes it here, so let him play here for a while, and let mu Xianxu pick it up for us later."

"It's very late."

"Xiaojing sleeps a lot during the day today. I will go back and I won't go to bed."

Lin Yi also said.

"It's up to you." Ying Hannian didn't argue with her again.

Lin Yi then looked at mu Xianxu, "please go to our car to get the bag. There's water and milk powder in it."

"All right."

Mu Xianxu left busily, and he would be tired to death if he talked with Ying Hannian.

When mu Xianxu leaves, Lin Yi looks at Ying Hannian with a smile in her eyes, which is the same movement of Xiaojing.

"What are you looking at?"

Ying Hannian glares at her, her face is still cold.

"Look at a proud man." Lin Yi laughs.

Ying Hannian tensed his face to retort. Lin Yi didn't want to argue with him about this, so he quickly changed the topic. "Speaking of it, the third master hasn't taken care of his children, so he's really worried. Let's go back and have a look?"

It's mainly for yinghannian to have a look.

"I see."

Ying Hannian was dragged back by her reluctantly.

……

Night is coming.

It's not like a city. There are no street lights. It's dark everywhere. Only the window of the hut is on.

On the roof on the opposite side of the road, Lin Yi is close to Ying Hannian. Their figures are hidden in the night, and the night wind blows with a hint of coolness.

Ying Hannian put his hand around her and said, "cold?"

"No, I didn't climb the roof. The house doesn't seem very strong." Lin Yi pasted it in his arms. The houses here are too old. I feel that two adults sitting on it will collapse at any time.