Chapter 38

His son, for five years, was as calm and obedient as he was.

At the moment, the little guy fell down in his arms and cried.

What's more, the boy sprinkles tears and snot on his face from time to time. By the way, he rubs his clean clothes twice, and then continues to cry

He clenched his teeth, "Beiming Sicheng, do you cry enough?"

But unexpectedly, his threat caused the boy in his arms to cry more bitterly, "wow Dad Woo How fierce Wow... "

Beiming's ink veins are dim, staring at the chicken nest in his arms. Somehow, Gu Huan's chicken nest head is in his mind

As if, she also has a pair of eyes as clear as his son.

I can't help feeling soft.

Finally, with a low sigh, he stretched out his stiff arm, gently grasped the small body in his arms, pulled his lips and coaxed him unnaturally, "well, I'm not fierce to you."

Yang Yang sucked his nose, raised his cerebellar pouch, opened his eyes full of tears, puffed his cheeks, and looked innocently at Beiming ink.

He finally met his father.

He has been waiting for this day for a long time.

When I miss my mother so much.

He can't wait any longer.

But today, he finally looked forward to his father.

That just a chicken frozen, he can't help crying.

What a shame.

Raise small palm, Yang Yang holds up the cheek of North Ming Mo, conscientiously and carefully see thoroughly.

As if he wanted to engrave the appearance of Beiming ink into his mind, he vomited his tender voice and asked eagerly, "Dad, you're dad, aren't you? You're Cheng Cheng's father, aren't you? "

Beiming Mo looks at his son. This boy's mindless words make him confused, but he can't say anything strange.

He nodded in a calm voice.

Then he asked his son in a low voice, "Why are you crying, eh?"

In the tone, there is his unconscious tenderness.

Maybe he didn't notice it. He also asked Gu Huan about the pear blossom with tears last night.

Yang Yang was stunned. "Dad, why did you come back? I've been waiting for you for a long time... " He looked at Beiming Mo's eyes, almost to tears.

Little head melon son thinks, Birdy father is long Cheng father this appearance?

Thinking of this, Yang Yang suddenly grinned, holding Beiming ink in her hand, and then called out in a childish voice --

"Hi, Dad, I miss you so much..."

Yangyang actually wants to say, I miss Birdman dad. Oh, Birdman dad, do you have a good time in the sky?

Beiming Mo was stunned a little.

Beiming Sicheng, who has always been quiet and calm, is always as clever as him. Now he says what he thinks of his father.

Beiming Mo was shocked. This is the first time in five years that he heard his son say this If it's numb.

It's strange that he didn't feel disgusted by this little childish saying. On the contrary, he had a kind of unspeakable warmth.

It seems that a wisp of warm current suddenly poured into Beiming Mo's empty heart. His throat was blocked, and he couldn't say a word.

Drooping eyes, he looked at his son with a pair of pure eyes in his arms.

Gu Huan's heartless face came to mind again.

Suddenly, his fingertips trembled.

He must be crazy.

I think that Gu Huan is like his son

*

hiding in the far corner, Bella secretly glances at the touching scene of father and son hugging in front of her. Oh, sobbing, lying on the ground, pawing, sobbing, Cheng Cheng, it turns out that your father's weakness is tears

It is said that the last version of the scene of Beiming's father and son crying and hugging and reuniting is that Beiming's two young children's feelings about their father's love burst out after the car accident, and Young Master Cheng almost lost his father. So the father and son broke the ice and hugged each other for the first time in five years.

However, these circulations are only circulations in the end, which should not be taken seriously.

Who are the people of Beiming ink?

With the appearance of glacier and the cold heart of ice skate, how could he make a sudden progress in the relationship between father and son after his son cried and hugged?

When the surge of a moment later, and the restoration of a dead calm.

Fortunately, Beiming Mo never mentions killing Bella again. Bella finally ushers in the spring of life. No, it's the spring of dog life.

And Yang Yang met Cheng Cheng's father. After he was excited, he had no regrets any more. He thought, it's time to say goodbye to Beiming family, set foot on the journey back, and return to his mother's arms.

Can su, he for god horse began to have a little reluctant grandparents, reluctant father Cheng Cheng, even a ball that ugly dog?

*

as night falls, the lights begin to shine.When Gu Huan returned to Yeying Yipin, it was time for dinner.

As soon as she entered the door, she raised her eyes and saw that Beiming Mo was in the room now.

His tall body leans lazily on the edge of quanjingyang platform. His slender knuckles hold a cigar and puff.

The faint smoke ring then drifted away, stirring up the desolation of a room.

Jun cold side face, knife chisel lines, a faint hint of desolation.

She couldn't help sighing. This man seems to be a natural disaster. Just look at him and you'll be devastated.

The North Ming Mo side Mou Li her one eye, the lip Cape lightly vomits out a smoke ring, indifferently asks a way, "go where?"

Gu Huan sank his eyes, bent down, changed his shoes and replied, "I've come home and have a look at my mother."

In fact, her father Gu Shengtian's sudden visit made her tired.

In her father's eyes, she had nothing else but a little use value. And between her and Gu angqi, her father's first sacrifice will always be her

She's not sad anymore. She's been here for so many years anyway.

But why, the mood or will lose?

"Have you eaten?" She tried to smile at him, "why don't I make noodles..."

Her voice has just dropped.

He suddenly turned around and pinched the cigarette into the ashtray with his fingers. The cigarette went out.

Then, the sound, as thick as a cello, was as cold as ever -

"no, I'll take you out to eat."

*

Zeus bar.

Gu Huan did not expect that Beiming Mo would bring her to a bar for dinner!

She really didn't think that coming to the bar would be more delicious than the noodles at home.

Pursed her lips, her arm could not wring his thigh, comply with any of his orders, she finally came into the bar full of complaints.

The decor of the bar is very chic and the crowd is surging.

Different from the fire nightclub she went to last time, there was no regular wine girl and no whore. Most of them are young men and women from all walks of life. They either come to make friends or get drunk.

"Oh, the second young master of Beiming is here. The shop is really magnificent." The speaker is a handsome young man in fashionable clothes. He is the son of Bai's business and the owner of Zeus bar.

Like Chu Yunfeng, the second youngest son of Chu, Bai Muxi is also the second son of Bai's enterprise. Together with Beiming Mo, these three people seem to be a second class group.

Beiming Mo refuses to enter the bar in a wheelchair because he is dead, so he takes Gu Huan as his walking stick. All kinds of body friction, all kinds of skin touch, so that Gu Huan is blushing and heartbeat

Bai Mu Xi glances at Gu Huan in Beiming Mo's arms, and his surprised expression flashes by.

With a cold face, Beiming Mo coldly glanced at Bai Muxi and put down a sentence, "Lao Bai, give her something to eat, I'll be the same."

Then, hold Gu Huan's shoulder tightly and go straight to the VIP box.

Bai Muxi has long been used to being ignored by Beiming er. He rolled his eyes and followed behind him silently. "Beiming Er, you just had a car accident, and you just took a woman out to drink in a few days. Are you not afraid of your sister-in-law's anger?"

This is my sister-in-law.

Make Beiming ink stop.

Gu Huan's heart trembled.

"Lao Bai, you don't speak. No one thinks you are dumb." North Ming Mo cold hum a, continue to embrace Gu Huan to go forward.

Soon, into the box.

Before long, the waiter presented Gu Huan with a plate of black pepper steak.

Gu Huan opens his eyes, stares at the steak on the plate, glances at Beiming Mo, who is leaning against the bar and drinking alone, and suddenly feels that his heart is heavy.

White Mu West is carrying wine cup one buttock to put into sofa, just squeezed in Gu Huan's side. Xiuchang's eyes glanced at Beiming ink not far away, and immediately hooked his lips to Gu Huan, "little beauty, I see you for the first time. Who are you from Beiming two?"

Gu Huanyang took a look at Bai Muxi, then lowered his head, casually forked a piece of steak, stuffed it into his mouth, and then took a sip of the red wine next to him. Gulu Gulu, the steak and wine smell, huh It's really a great taste.

Until she slowly finished eating the steak, she said perfunctorily, "secretary."

"Wow Bai Muxi's eyes brightened, "is it difficult that you are the very upright Huanhuan secretary that Chu er said?"

This sentence of "Huanhuan" by Bai Muxi aroused the cold eyes of Beiming ink.

"Well." Gu Huan picks an eyebrow, answers simply, and then continues to nibble at the steak.

"Tut Tut, it's better to meet you than to be famous. Huanhuan, you're so amazing..." Bai Mu Xi took a meaningful look at Gu Huan, "no wonder Bei Ming Er doesn't want his sister-in-law for you..."

"Old white!"

Beiming Mo fiercely interrupts Bai Muxi's words.

The voice of ice skate is like a broken feather arrow. It penetrates coldly. I wish I could shoot an arrow through Bai Muxi's big mouth.Gu Huan didn't know which string in his heart was pulled, and the pain spread in his heart.

With a fork, she put a mouthful of steak into her mouth, poured a mouthful of red wine, chewed and swallowed it.

As if eating, as if to calm some of her out of control emotions.

Then she picked up the wine and took a sip.

The cold liquor slipped down her throat and into her body

Well, I'm really comfortable.

She then laughed with satisfaction, "ha ha, you Beiming Er, it's not for me not to want Pei Daier..."

Bai Mu Xi raised eyebrows and put on an evil smile to float to the corner of his mouth, "Oh, that guy of Beiming Er used you to fight back Pei dai'er? Tut Tut, it's inhuman. Beiming Er, how can you be willing to push such a lovely little beauty as Huanhuan out to be someone else's target? "

With that, Bai Muxi took a meaningful look at Beiming ink.

Gu Huan didn't recognize the artistic conception of the Tibetan language in baimuxi dialect, so he gave another mouthful of steak, pursing with red wine.

While pursing, he nodded his head busily, echoing Bai Musi's words. He didn't speak clearly and said, "yes, it's inhuman..."

Gu Huan said, and poured a few mouthfuls of red wine.

Bai Mu Xi glared at Gu Huan's blushing face and laughed heartlessly.

Her curled eyelashes began to flash without focus, and a pair of bright black pupils burst out a dim light It's as clear as the bottom.

I don't know why, he saw it for a few seconds.