"Do you hear me? Qiqi said to stay with me!" Heard seven standing on her side, sun Zhenzhen more se up, slightly raised eyebrows with more obvious but proud.
Little star heard Mommy say to stay, but also hastened to come over, "Daddy, you go back, when I and mummy live enough, naturally go back."
The little guy started driving him away.
Not taking good care of mommy has made her cry a lot outside these three years. Now she doesn't even know who he is. How can we do without giving him a lesson?
Man, it's too wild to do it!
His black eyes narrowed slightly. He looked at the small head that came close to him. He put out his hand and kneaded it fiercely. His voice was cold and hard. With the threat of Yin measurement, "you really don't go back?"
"I listen to Mommy. I'll go back when Mommy says I'll go back. I won't go back if I don't go back!" Finish saying that, the little guy cleverly hid to Mu Qiqi's hand, pulled her clothes, only showed a small head to see him.
Even if his own son is against him, who can he hope on?
Just preparing to go back home, I don't know when the little girl who came down from the sofa suddenly got under his pants. Two tender hands tightly held his thigh, and her bright eyes were staring at him.
"Daddy, daddy, you're Molly's daddy."
All the people present were confused, including sun Zhenzhen.
Immediately squat down to coax daughter, "Molly is good, he is not Daddy."
"No, no, he's daddy, daddy." Although the little girl is very young, she is a real Yankong. As long as she sees her handsome brother, maybe she can't walk.
And in her eyes, daddy must be the most handsome one, so she takes the handsome and miserable Mo yanjue as her father.
His heart was slightly sour. Sun Zhenzhen reached out and tried to lift his daughter from Mo yanjue's leg. "Dear Molly, listen to Ma Ma, this uncle is brother Xingxing's father, not Molly's father. When daddy has time, he will come to see Molly."
Transparent tears in her eyes, the little girl Wei Qu Baba looked at her, "really? Isn't he really Molly's father
Sun Zhen is really in a tangle. In recent years, the only thing she feels sorry for her daughter is that she has not been able to get the father's love she deserves. Therefore, every time her daughter mentions her father's address to her, she feels miserable, and even begins to doubt whether she was born right or wrong.
Open mouth, throat dry, is ready to open his mouth to return to the daughter's question, tall body slowly squat down, "tell Uncle what's your name?"
Hearing the two words of uncle, sun Zhenzhen felt a pang in his heart.
He said uncle, not uncle.
What does that mean?
What did he know ·
a nervous expression on his face looked at Mo yanjue, and she subconsciously protected her daughter in her arms.
"My name is Molly, Shuai Shu. Aren't you my father?" The little girl longed for her father's love. She blinked at him with her big watery eyes. How she hoped to get a positive answer from his mouth.
Gently rubbed the little girl's head, the corner of his mouth curved out a good-looking arc, he said gently: "Molly wants to call uncle, can't call uncle, you know?"
The little girl didn't understand. She looked at him with her beautiful braided head and asked, "why?"
"Because... He hesitated a little.
In his hesitation, he clearly saw a flash of panic on Sun Zhenzhen's face, which seemed to be very nervous about what he was about to say.
His dark eyes narrowed, and he continued: "because..." www.novelhold.com , the fastest update of the webnovel!