Chapter 254

With his long legs bent, he squatted down and steadily caught the little man who couldn't stop because he was running too fast. Looking at the child in front of him, he had a small, fleshy, white face. His fine eyebrows didn't look like him before, but he could see that he looked like him.

The big palm was pressed on his small shoulder, not so much to hold it down as to put it on it, because he didn't dare to exert himself. He looked so small. He gently pulled him into his arms, smelled the milk fragrance on his body, and his mood calmed down somehow.

The tendons on the back of the hand appear, and every blood vessel below is pumping.

The sensitive child soon realized that he was abnormal. He had never been so enthusiastic when he met Luo Jingchen before, but this time he hugged him tightly and didn't speak, "Chen Chen, are you swollen?"

Luo Jingchen still hugs him tightly, feeling the soft little man without bones in his arms, a bit like cotton, soft, sweet, eyes closed, handsome face against the milk fragrant neck, the boy he has always liked and hated is actually his son, how to describe the mood at the moment?

Excitement, uneasiness, excitement, surprise These feelings are far from enough.

There is a woman who silently helps you raise a child for more than three years, nearly four years. He knows how hard it is without asking about the detailed process.

But in fact, she was angry. Why didn't she mention it after they were together, which made him misunderstand that the child was born by her and other men, but he remembered what she said, for fear that he would fight with her for the custody of the child. What a fool. They are husband and wife, and the child is shared. Why did he rob the child?

Is he too insecure? If you think about it, what did he give her enough to make her feel safe and trustworthy.

The answer is no, so it's not her fault.

Dongdong was a little breathless when he held him, "Chen Chen..."

Realizing that his actions may have scared the child, the man released him a little and asked seriously, "Dongdong, do you like me?"

It's the first time in my life that I asked such a naive question to a child. Dongdong didn't grow up with him since he was a child, and he was not familiar with him. The word "Dad" is even strange to a child. He was afraid that Dongdong could not accept him.

Meat face showed a big smile, a small row of teeth a bit decayed, and then nodded shyly, as if some not very interesting appearance, "like ah, Dongdong like Chen Chen!"

I'll give you a candy stick, and I'll give it to you

Children's way of showing kindness is to share. He is willing to share the best things with Chen Chen. In his heart, Luo Jingchen is his good friend just like the children in the community!

One of the few good friends!

He also carefully helped him to tear it open, holding a white plastic stick in his little hand, and handed it to his mouth in the same posture as a treasure offering: "time (eating), Chen Chen, time (eating)"

The man obediently opened his thin lips and put the purple candy into his mouth. The sweet and sour taste filled his whole mouth. Dongdong was waiting for his reaction with his eyes wide open. Luo Jingchen took out the lollipop and gave him the evaluation he wanted, "delicious!"

The little guy immediately laughed happily and felt that he had done a great thing. Chen Chen liked his candy very much!

Staring at the white flour like child and the naive smile in front of him, his eyes exude sour, his mother, his wife, is still unknown!

There were footsteps approaching in front of him. Luo Jingchen turned his head and saw Xiang Zhenqin's sad old face. He felt nervous and picked up the child as he got up. His weight was obviously heavier than before, but he didn't give up at all. He walked with the old man standing at the end of the corridor.

Xiang Zhenqin didn't feel very well in the car just now, so he took a rest and came up again. He saw the tall man coming over. Facing heizhan's eyes, Sen stood beside him.

When Luo Jingchen saw Xiang Zhenqin's white hair at the temples, he seemed to be many years old overnight. He kept rehearsing his lines in his heart. He didn't even know how to explain it. Standing in front of him, he first gave a deep cry, "Dad."

Obviously pretending to be calm, but even so, the fragile flaw is still finished, choked the voice, "I'm sorry." A thousand words can only evolve into these three words. He hates to say sorry, but now he can't say anything except sorry.

Arsene saw the high spirited man bow his head to apologize, which made him feel strange, as if he didn't match him.

The black face full of ravines pressed down his fear and worry again and again, and asked in a trembling voice, "have you found a flower?"

It was two words to find and three words to not find, but he chose to say, "I will find her!"

He nodded to Zhenqin and took one of his hands. "Jingchen, I have only one daughter, dor. I've made her suffer too much. She should live better."

In his life, he is worthy of heaven and earth, but only two women, one is Shen Xin, the other is his daughter.Luo Jingchen couldn't even comfort himself, but he still wanted to comfort the father who looked very old. "Dad, don't worry, I'm going to go to find her now. Don't worry, I'll find her."

What he didn't say is: he has only this wife in his life!

Give the baby in your arms to the old man and touch his round face, "Dongdong, you are waiting for your father at home with your grandfather..." Thought next or changed a word, "obediently at home waiting for me to bring my mother back."

The child thinks Xiang Duo is on a business trip to work as usual, so he waves his little hand to say goodbye to him warmly. When Xiang Zhenqin sees that he wants to talk but stops, he already knows something, but now he has too much to take care of.

After receiving the message from the old man, she went back to the place where she was waiting!

The black car raced out like a Hummer, passing countless trucks, but he still raised the accelerator, his hand holding the steering wheel was bulging, and his jaw was tight into a cold line.

Turning the steering wheel cleanly, he completed a handsome drifting posture. The wheels were rubbing against the concrete floor. He opened the door and ran directly to the position where Mucheng was standing without closing it. His frowning brow didn't get away. He asked with red eyes, "where is she?"