Chapter 210

Seeing that little milk bag didn't say a word, Tang Mu Qing turned her head and saw a flash of essence in her eyes. "Baby, when you fainted yesterday, it was grandma who saved you. If there wasn't too grandma, it's estimated that baby still fainted on the roadside..."

little milk bag looked up and glanced at her, "OK, Mommy, I'll go."

"Thank you, baby." Tang MuQing opened a smile.

After dinner, the little milk bag that always goes to bed late is clamoring to go to bed. Tang MuQing has to accompany him upstairs and lie on the bed to coax him to sleep.

"Mommy, would you like to take a bath and come back to sleep with me?" The little milk bag closed her eyes and opened her mouth.

"OK, honey, go to sleep." Tang MuQing patted him on the shoulder and coaxed him gently.

Tang MuQing sat up carefully and walked out of the bedroom quietly until he heard the sound of small milk bag breathing evenly.

Downstairs, Lu chenfan washed the dishes and came out of the kitchen.

Tang MuQing looks at him with embarrassment. I don't know why. Let Lu chenfan cook and wash the dishes here. She seems to feel very uncomfortable.

"You... Go back to have a rest early," Tang MuQing thought for a moment. "We will go to see grandma ourselves tomorrow."

Lu chenfan stepped forward, picked up her arm, went down along the arm, and finally took her hand. He asked in a hoarse voice, "Qing'er, you shut your son in the house and let him go out to wear a mask, but you don't want to be found out by me, right?"

"Well." Tang MuQing nodded truthfully.

"I understand," Lu chenfan said with a helpless smile, "but it's ok now. I've found a good school for my son. There's an aristocratic school not far from the company. I'll take you to have a look some other day? You must be full... "

" no, "interrupted Tang MuQing, looking up at him, but he did not dare to look into his affectionate eyes. He took a deep breath in his heart, with a cool smile on his face." I'm not prepared to stay in China for a long time. I'll go back in a while. "

"Qing'er," Lu chenfan grabbed her shoulders, her eyes became deep, "you want to go?"

Tang MuQing did not speak and nodded gently.

"Well," Lu chenfan said with a smile. "It's good to change the environment. Then I can move the group headquarters."

Tang MuQing was stunned and looked at him suspiciously, "do you want to go with us?"

"Where the wife is, the home is." Lu chenfan stares at her earnestly.

"I thought that we had made it very clear between us," Tang MuQing only felt a sense of sleepiness. "I let you in today to show you your son and promise to see my grandmother tomorrow. I want to thank her for saving the candy yesterday. I have no other meaning. I hope you don't have to misunderstand me."

"Wife, I..."

"Mommy!" Upstairs small milk bag interrupted Lu chenfan's words, "Mommy, why don't you come to sleep with me?"

"Mommy will be here soon." Tang MuQing called out to the upstairs, turned his head and pushed Lu chenfan away. "You go back first."

"Wife," Lu chenfan pulled her, "you two are alone at home, I don't trust, I stay, sleep in the living room, OK?"

Tang MuQing only felt sleepy even more. She knew clearly that Lu chenfan's appearance led to this. Now she must leave him quickly.

"Whatever you want." Tang MuQing didn't even look at him again. He turned and went upstairs.

...

the next morning, Tang MuQing dressed herself up and went downstairs hand in hand. When she went downstairs, breakfast was already set on the table. In her surprised eyes, Lu chenfan came out of the kitchen with milk and gently called out: "qingerzao." And moved down the line of sight, looking at his second face: "early son."

Small milk bag Du Du mouth, it seems not satisfied with the title.

"Good morning." Tang MuQing smiles awkwardly and takes the small milk bag to sit down at the table.

Tang MuQing noticed that Lu chenfan had changed his clothes. He was not sure whether he lived here or went back yesterday, but he didn't have the key here. How could he come in when he went out? The next second, she knocked her head hard in her heart, regardless of where he was sleeping. What she did not know was that Lu chenfan was with her and Xiaoxiao last night After the milk bag fell asleep, she went to the bedroom, turned on the sleep light, sat beside the bed and gazed at them for a long time, until it was about to dawn that she went down and squinted on the sofa for a while.

"Lu Shao, little lady, young master." Xiao Ziyu has been waiting in front of Rolls Royce outside the door. Now he sees three people come out and take a serious look at the small milk bag. Wow, it's just the product of boss copy and paste. Even the high cold expression on his face is synchronized with boss God.

"Honey, this is uncle Ziyu. Please call someone." Tang MuQing obviously felt that the mood of xiaonaibao was not right today. When the little guy just had breakfast, he called an Yucheng. It was estimated that he had not seen him for one day. He was in a bad mood.

"Hello, uncle." Small milk bag light perfunctory a sentence, on Xiao Ziyu opened the door.Tang MuQing, sorry, smiles at Xiao Zi and turns to get on the car.

Along the way, all the small milk bags sat on Tang MuQing's legs, nestled in her arms and said nothing. As soon as Xiao Zi met Tang MuQing to talk to him, he reached out to cover Tang MuQing's mouth and refused her to speak to others.

Tang MuQing looked at his son's abnormality, and he couldn't help wondering.

In the silence that little milk bag wants, Rolls Royce slowly stops outside the land house.

"Come, come, old lady, come." Wu Ma pointed to several people who got off the bus expectantly.

"Baby, you're here," Mrs. Lu rushed forward and looked at Tang MuQing with joy, and then looked at the small milk bag in her arms. "Little sweetheart, let granny hug you."

"Fruit, please call." Tang MuQing looked at the small milk bag in his arms.

"Good grandma." The little milk bag called sweetly, which made old lady Lu burst into tears.

"Let granny hug you." Mrs. Lu stretched out her shaking hands.

"Grandma, he's too heavy. Come in and hold him later." Tang MuQing smiles and looks at Mrs. Lu.

"Good, good, come in." Mrs. Lu wiped her tears and was so happy that she turned and walked into the house.

"Baby, will you come down and walk by yourself?" Tang Mu Qing inquired.

"No, I want mommy to hold it." Small milk bag refused.

"Daddy holds you." Lu chenfan reached out to him. Seeing that the small milk bag didn't speak, he explained, "Mommy is wearing high-heeled shoes. It's easy to fall when she holds you, eh?"

Small milk bag fluttered two eyelashes, from Tang Mu Qing's arms to break free, "I go by myself." When he got down to the ground, he took Tang MuQing's hand and went to the house.

In Lu's house, Mrs. Lu hugs a small milk bag and kisses her affectionately. She can't stop wiping her tears, which makes Tang MuQing sour with her nose.

"Grandma, you don't always hold him. It's very heavy," Tang MuQing didn't know how to calm old lady Lu down. He suddenly thought of something. "Guo Guo, didn't you say you prepared a gift for grandma?"

"Well," xiaonaibao nodded and kissed Mrs. Lu on the cheek. "Thank you for saving little candy two days ago. Can you play a song for grandma?" The little milk bag points to the piano not far away.

Can you play the piano Mrs. Lu looked at him strangely, "that's great."

With a sweet smile, she got up and ran to the piano and played it skillfully.

Even the servants came and looked at the young master from the sky in surprise. Xiao Ziyu was standing on the side from the beginning to the end, unable to drive away.

Lu chenfan looked at the figure of the small milk bag, and his face was astringent. He missed the first four years of his son's life. This regret can not be understood by others.

Is the first word of my son called Mommy? If he was there, would he call Daddy first?

When my son learned to walk, who helped him? Is it Anyu city?

Is piano taught by an Yucheng? And everything about him, is it all about Anyu city?

When my son met yesterday, he politely called him daddy, but he never called on him or even paid attention to him. His attitude was not as good as when he was in the toy store that day. Can't he compare with a strange uncle in his heart?

Lu chenfan thought like this, a touch of bitterness on his face also began to crack, and his heart began to ache.

Tang MuQing is sitting beside Lu chenfan. His sight goes beyond the direction he looks at the piano. He looks at the emotion on his face. It seems that he has sensed something. Subconsciously, he raises his hand and wants to hold his hand. However, he stops his action when he is about to do it. His fingertips tremble slightly, and he picks up the water cup on the tea table and drinks water.

A song falls.

The little candy left the piano and went back to the sofa. In the applause, the gentleman bowed down slightly to thank him, just like the little prince in the royal family.

"Grandma's little candy. It's really great." Mrs. Lu couldn't stop exclaiming.

"Grandma, don't praise him. It's easy to be proud." Tang Mu Qing Du looked at the small milk bag sitting beside her eating fruit.

The little milk bag was honest and friendly to Mrs. Lu, but the honesty was maintained until after lunch, and he clamored to go home for a nap.

Just as Tang MuQing wanted to get up and say goodbye, Mrs. Lu said, "honey, this is your home. Do you want to take a nap and go back to your room upstairs? Your room has been arranged. Would you like it or not

The little milk bag shook her head politely and refused.

Mrs. Lu looked expectantly at Tang MuQing, her eyes full of entreaties.

Tang MuQing bit his lower lip and hesitated for a moment. Then he bowed his head and talked with the small milk bag Association in his arms and said, "my grandmother is reluctant to give up the little candy. Let's go upstairs and have a look at the room she has prepared for the little candy, OK?"