Chapter 73

In dealing with the issue of Beiming Mo, the mother and son spontaneously united front.

"Ha ha, but by comparison, you are more like you. Dad. He also likes light taste, and, ah, he's very picky. " Gu Huan thought of eating with Beiming Mo several times. "On the contrary, it's me and Yangyang, who are popular and spicy, who can often have a good time."

Cheng Cheng glanced at the red chili sauce and pursed his lips. "Then I want to be like my mother too..."

Gu Huan felt warm from the bottom of his heart. "Silly boy, taste is natural. No matter who you are, you and Yangyang will always be my mother's baby. "

The hot rice noodles are on the table. Gu Huan's bowl is sour and spicy, while Cheng Cheng's bowl is three delicacies.

Mother and son are eating sweetly.

But Cheng Cheng's phone rings loudly -

he puts down his chopsticks and runs to pick it up.

"Hello? What's the matter with you

There was a silence on the other end of the phone.

As soon as Gu Huan's heart strings are tight, he rushes over and hugs Cheng Cheng in his arms. Cheng Cheng immediately pressed the phone hands-free.

In an instant, I only heard a "whoa Mom... " It's coming from the phone.

Listen to Gu Huan heart all pull pain, "baby? Mom's here, mom's here! "

Yang Yang is on the other end of the phone. He can tell that he is hiding in a corner, deliberately lowering his voice.

"Mom Will you take me home? Wu Wu... "

Gu Huan's eyebrows are deep, and her two sons are both flesh of the heart. No matter which one is crying, she will suffer, "Yang Yang, don't cry first. Tell mom what happened, huh? "

“…… Wuwu, dad told grandma that he wanted to lock me up alone He also said that he would hire a nanny to watch me every day Wow, mom, I don't want to It's so quiet here. I'm afraid... "

"Shut up?" Gu Huan's heart is tight.

Cheng Cheng can't help but frown, "brother, don't be afraid..."

Who knows, Cheng Cheng has not finished, Yang Yang's unhappy voice interrupted him, "go to your brother, you are my brother! Mom, I don't care. I don't want to be a Bei Ming Si Cheng. I want to go home... "

"Shh..." Gu Huan coaxed the child painfully, "Yang Yang, be quiet. First help mom to keep it from you, don't let you. Dad knows the existence of mom and brother, OK? I'm going to hurt you these days. My mother will find a way to do it. I'm good... "

"I don't want to talk to him," he said after a long time! It's better for him not to know our mother and son all his life! Hum! Let him be a lonely old man. It's best to have no son to die! And oh, mom, unless I'm a brother, I'll, no, answer and answer! "

Listening to his son's angry words, Gu Huan is really funny and distressed.

Cheng Cheng turns his eyes helplessly, clears his throat and shouts to the phone, "brother..."

"Well, what do you call me? I'll wash my ears and listen to it... " Yangyang got up at the end of the phone.

"Gu Yangyang, don't push your nose on your face!" Cheng Cheng grits his teeth.

Gu Huan sighs and laughs, "well, Yang Yang, don't bully Cheng Cheng. You're good, mom will find a way

"Mm-hmm Mom, I'm waiting for you... "

Perhaps, it will be a battle to save our son.

However, what about seizing children? Gu Huan did not dare to think.

Because no matter which one you want her to give up, you are cutting her flesh and gouging out her heart.

Beiming ink

Tell me, what can you do to make me have this baby at the same time?

Just as Gu Huan has no way to deal with Yangyang's distress, Beiming Mo calls.

Voice is still too cold to beat, just lightly put down a sentence: "the documents, passport luggage ready, one o'clock in the afternoon plane, at noon I come to pick you up.". Remember, you are my toy. "

Then, before she could ask, he hung up cool.

Gu Huan stared at his mobile phone for a few seconds and gritted his teeth: "your sister's toy!"

A bet, Gu got a chance to survive, she lost her dignity.

However, it also let her harvest the truth of five years ago.

On the one hand, she was glad to find Cheng Cheng, who had been separated for five years. On the other hand, her head began to ache. Beiming Mo was the wicked father of the children! Maybe she can't get away from him all her life

*

in a hurry, she entrusts Cheng to the school dormitory to stay for a few days. On the one hand, she is relieved that Cheng is taken care of; on the other hand, she doesn't want to borrow her son's advice from Gu's greedy followers during her absence.

She called Yangyang in a hurry and was relieved to learn that the baby had been taken care of by a nanny.

At noon, Beiming Mo's car appeared at her downstairs on time.

Gu Huan didn't think about it, but in a twinkling of an eye, he saw the man again, but his mood had changed a thousand times.When she came to his car with a simple luggage bag, she found that his hairstyle was obviously different from that when she first met him.

Think of yesterday Yangyang that chicken feather flying explosive head, don't guess, this man must be pulling his son to the barber shop, click a few scissors cut off. By the way, he had a haircut of his own.

There is no denying that this hairstyle is also suitable for him.

With his well-defined facial lines, delicate facial features and noble temperament, no matter what kind of haircut he has, he shows a different kind of male charm.

Her heart fluttered with cold.

The black eyes of the North Ming Mo can ran slant to see to come over, thin lip Cape tiny a Yang: "get on the car."

With a calm face and a bag in her arms, she went straight into the co pilot's seat.

Bang ~.

She slammed the car door.

She pursed her red lips and said nothing. Seems to want to use this way, to release. To his serious dissatisfaction!

His eyebrows closed, short black hair, inch strong.

Mistakenly thinking that she was in a bad temper, he calmly explained: "this time it's flying to Spain."

He is a person who never explains. He is always silent to her. It's hard for him to have some patience.

"Spain?" She was stunned and hugged the poor luggage in her hand. She didn't think it was so far away! Eyes glanced at him, watching him calmly start the car, sliding out of the street, "I don't go!"

He drove straight ahead, his face tense. "Are you qualified to refuse?"

"Why do you have to follow me when you're on a business trip? And Spain is so far away! " She really wants to slap this guy's proud face away. She's not qualified by Mao, right?

But for the sake of Yang Yang, she just held back.

Because she knew that to see the child, she had to start from Beiming mo.

"Why don't you dare to fly to Spain? Isn't it a pledge to win the project

"What does this have to do with the Ying project?"

"Don't blame me for not giving you some advice. Only Spanish style buildings will be selected in the end of the project!"

“……” This surprised her a little. Sun Junhao had always said that Beiming ink should prefer Roman classical style architecture, and Gu had been working hard in this aspect. After all, if the "Ying" project was a gift from Beiming ink for Su yingwan's 10th anniversary, the romantic style of the ancient Roman should have a better chance of winning.

But it turned out to be wrong.

He wants to choose Spanish style!

She suddenly laughed, pursed her lips, and joked, "so, are you suggesting that I should make Gu's efforts in this respect?"

He picked to pick a lip, don't language, deep Mou eye, can't see emotion.

*

Barcelona, Spain.

Spain is close to the bay of Biscay in the north and the Mediterranean Sea in the southeast. In this Gulf country, "water" is one of the soul elements of Spanish style.

Gu Huan did not expect that the place where Beiming Mo brought her was Barcelona, Spain.

This city, known as "the Pearl of Iberian Peninsula", not only has a pleasant climate and beautiful scenery, but also has become the most famous tourist attraction in Spain because of its unique cultural charm.

When they got off the plane, a limousine came to pick them up.

When the car passed Barcelona, Gu Huan was immediately fascinated by the beautiful scenery along the way. Suddenly understand, North Ming Mo want to bring her here reason.

"Beimingmo, Gaudi must be your idol!"

Although she doesn't know much about architecture, she has made up some common sense in the field of architecture.

As a representative of the school of plastic architecture, Gaudi, a famous Spanish architect, is one of the most influential architects in the last century. There are still many people who have failed to surpass Gaudi's great achievements.

Although all kinds of Gothic, Renaissance, Baroque and modern buildings in Barcelona complement each other. But Gaudi's architecture is still the most dazzling star in Barcelona.

Therefore, some people call the Barcelona family "the city of Gaudi.". Here, almost every architect worships.

She thought, Beiming ink is no exception.

Beiming Mo turns a deaf ear to her words. Maybe it's a long-distance plane. It's hard work. He leans on the back of the car to have a rest.

*

at night, there are thousands of stars.

The car drove into front of a medieval castle.

This is one of the industries in Barcelona. Even now, as a leading architect, Spain, where he studied many years ago, seems to have become his second hometown. He is even more familiar here than in China.

The iron door full of European classical style was slowly opened -

"here you are, sir." The driver is a Chinese resident in Barcelona all the year round.

Beiming Mo opened his eyes and found that the woman who was still excited to enjoy the scenery along the way had been leaning against his arm.Curly eyelashes cover up the beautiful eyes like glass.

Let him see a trace of trance, even can't bear to wake her.

At this time, out of the gate of the castle came a chubby middle-aged woman.

Respectfully trotted to the car, opened the door for Beiming Mo, spoke fluent Chinese, said: "Sir, are you here?"

"Well." He answered with indifference and arrogance, and then picked up the sleeping man without thinking.

Long legs out of the car, straight to the castle.

The middle-aged woman was surprised to see the black haired woman in Beiming Mo's arms. She quickly followed her and did not dare to be slighted.

"Do you need a room for this lady, sir?"

North Ming Mo will Gu Huan directly back to his master bedroom, cold voice refused, "no need. You go to rest. "

"Yes, sir." The middle-aged woman nodded and retreated.

*

in the morning, the first golden ray of dawn came into the room through the tulle curtain.

Dispelling the cool and thin of the night, the earth rises with warmth.