In the evening, Tong en sits in front of the window with his legs in his arms, overlooking the scattered people downstairs. He tilts his head. In the evening, the kiss in the car suddenly enters his mind and touches his lips
No, it's just a coincidence. It's an illusion. How can he be Zuo Yan?
Just finished homework out of the room, Qiqi just saw the person shrinking in front of the window, isn't that mom?
After listening to Qiqi, he got nervous and quickly took out some paper towels to wipe his tears for Tong en. Without saying anything, he stood up and hugged Tong en, with his back to Tong en. His face was slightly red.
"Qiqi, if you go on, mom will cry!"
Tong en was stunned for a few seconds. He couldn't help but have a fever in his eyes. This child is really Nuo Nuo wants to pretend to be cruel again, which is not consistent with such a sentence, but it can give her the warmest love, which makes people love and hate. Why is she so sensible
"Stupid! So you don't have to go out and earn money! "
Tong en listened to his son's "great ambition". He was surprised and couldn't help laughing. He pretended to be curious and asked him: "you are greedy. What do you do with making so much money?"
Qiqi raised his head with pride, shook his legs and said in a voice, "I still need to make a lot of money. It's better to follow Zhizhi's family."
Tong en patted his little shoulder, and the corner of his lip was still smiling: "after playing chess, he will take me around the world and eat all kinds of delicious food. It's lovely."
"Well, well, I know."
Qiqi opened his eyes and blinked a few times, with a serious attitude: "no! I'm telling the truth
Tong en smiles and rubs his little head. "Smart kid, you can make me happy."
His round eyes are like the stars in the sky.
Qiqi sat down on the sofa and looked at Tong en's expression. Her little hand held her tightly and comforted her: "but my favorite is mom."
Tong en took a deep breath and turned around.
Good for chess?
"Zhizhi's father is very busy, and I haven't met him many times. He is very kind to me, and I like him very much."
"Qiqi, how many times have you met Zhizhi's father?" She got up, played chess and went to the sofa.
Tong en's heart gradually calmed down, feeling the child's intimate behavior, and his heart was full.
The soft and warm hands of Qiqi hold Tong en's face, and her forehead is close to her forehead, which has a quiet power of appeasement.
Tomorrow is Zhizhi's birthday. It's also Qiqi's birthday.
"Mom, are you not feeling well?" Being held out of breath by his mother, Qiqi frowned: "don't sit on the ground. What if you catch a cold? You're going to Zhizhi's birthday party with me tomorrow
After that, Tong en put his arms around him and held him tightly.
"Qiqi..."
Tong en raised his head. Qi Qi's lovely face came into sight. He was wearing a small Pajama, but the more Tong en looked at it, the more he felt that the child looked like Wan Jingting.
"Mom, what are you doing here?" The little hand gently rubbed Tong en's hair and looked at her with strange eyes.
Tong en knew that she had lost her manners and was more and more likely to shed tears. She wiped her eyes and said, "tomorrow is your birthday. Don't you want to live with Zhizhi? Tonight, go to bed early. I'll give you a surprise tomorrow morning. "
"Surprise! What's the surprise? " Qiqi looked at her askew. "Is it a birthday present for me?"
Tong en pinched his little face and said softly, "I'll know tomorrow. All right, go to bed. "