Chapter 160

Gu Huan's eyes softened. It was the first time that she saw her baby sons after she came back from Australia. She thought they were going to cry.

Just as Yangyang was about to rush into his mother's arms, Beiming Mo gave a cold rebuke -

"Xinghuo, get the two traitors back to me!"

As a result, the two brothers, who are the opponents of Xinghuo, are brought back to their father's side.

Gu Huan's eyebrows and eyes flitted by a touch of loss.

Yun Bufan raised a sneering smile at the corner of his mouth: "Tut, what kind of lawsuit does Beiming Er Shao need to fight for? I think we can just tie up the two children. Don't we rob them? "

The evil eyes of Beiming Mo glanced at yunbufan and GUHUAN, "what do I want to do is my business, what do you want to do? What's more, before the court session, both the plaintiff and the defendant should have avoided suspicion. It's obviously against the spirit of the law for you to come here like this? "

"Oh, Bei Ming Er Shao is talking to me! Is it hard for Beiming Er Shao not to know that he can go to jail every minute for falsifying evidence? "

"Oh --" North Ming Mo sneered coldly, "unless they are not my son, you can sue me for evidence fraud!"

"Beiming Mo, you don't have to be so arrogant! I tell you, son Huanhuan also has a share. You can't occupy it alone! "

"Chi!" Beiming Mo sneered scornfully, "for a child who is not his own flesh and blood, yunbufan, you really do your best! Why, if you want to like it, why fight with me when you are born with this woman? "

"Beiming ink -"

"extraordinary!" Gu Huan's cold voice interrupts Yun Bufan's words, and his fists are tightly tightened.

How all didn't expect North Ming Mo unexpectedly say to want her and cloud extraordinary to have a child so cold-blooded words!

Gu Huan took a cool breath and his eyes twinkled -

"Mr. Beiming is right. We can have a few more children, but that doesn't mean I will give you Yangyang. You can take what you call parent-child pictures, and I can also take pictures of children and me! "

After that, ignoring Beiming's angry face, she turns around, pulls Yun Bufan and starts to set up a tent

*

it's dark in this cold and stagnant atmosphere.

The film crew was driven to the other side of the mountain by beimingmo.

On this side of the mountain, there are five tents. Three on one side, two on the other.

At night, two bonfires were set up.

On one side is the charcoal stove for camping raised by Yun Bufan and Gu Huan, and there is a barbecue rack.

The fragrant smell of roasted chicken wings drifts with the night wind to the opposite little nose

On the other side, there is a modern gas stove.

The gas stove is only used for heating, and there is no food to bake. Besides, the cold imported food, which is ready to eat in open bags, does not need to be roasted.

Looking at the roast chicken wings in her mother's hand, she swallowed her saliva and said, "ouch Roast chicken wings I really want to eat... "

"Beiming Siyang, if you dare to step out here, I'll order people to buy all the chicken wings in city a immediately, so that you can't buy them or eat them in the future!" The rich and powerful Beiming two can do it!

"Wu..." Yang Yang pursed his lips. Didn't he give up thousands of roast chicken wings for one? What's the difference between giving up the whole forest for a woman? Wuwu, what a tangled choice

Cheng Cheng subconsciously touches his hungry stomach. Hearing what his father says, he has to sigh and drink some water

Xing Huo looked at the big eyed father and son, and unconsciously turned a few white eyes. Even he, a strong man, could hardly stand the delicious smell of roast chicken wings, not to mention the two young masters?

All of a sudden, I don't know whose stomach gave out a sound -

Gulu ~.

Cheng Cheng and Yang Yang look at their Birdman dad.

Beiming Mo's face was stiff and he pulled his lips, "what are you looking at! Go to bed when you are sleepy! "

There was an unnatural flash in the ink eyes of Beiming. He would not admit that he was hungry even if he killed him.

For fear that the children would see through his hunger, Beiming Mo immediately turned around and went into his tent, pulled down the zipper and isolated himself in the tent

Cheng Cheng and Yang Yang look at each other.

Xing Huo is loyal to his duty.

Seeing this, Gu Huan immediately secretly raised the roasted chicken wings to the children and said in a silent voice -

"come to my mother quickly..."

The two little guys are excited. As soon as I got up, I heard my father's voice coming out of the tent like a ghost -

"Xing Huo, who dares to go there, you won't have to come to work tomorrow."

Xing Huo looked tight, "yes, master!"

The two little guys were like a ball of vent, limping on the mat

Emma, I'm so hungry*

the two sides are deadlocked.

The two children finally entered their own tent under the surveillance of Xinghuo.

Gu Huan looked at the children into the tent, she also can't fight sleepiness, turned to his tent to rest.

Yun Bufan finally went to the tent to have a rest.

Only Xing Huo was on the vigil.

*

deep into the night.

Cheng Cheng fell asleep quietly.

In a daze, I woke up hungry.

Secretly touch. Touch took a box of matches from the camping bag and muttered to herself -

"the little match girl said that if you strike a match, there will be a roast chicken..."

"Zhi", a match is lit.

Yang Yang looked around the tent and said, "strange, why can't I see the horse? How hungry! Well, try another one... "

Another match lights up.

“…… Still can't see Keep working hard... "

"Squeak, squeak..." I don't know how many matches I struck, but I cried with hunger -

"Wuwu Don't mention roast chicken, you can't even see a feather Ah, I'm so hungry... "

Yangyang didn't know how many matches were lit

After striking the last match, you still can't see the roast chicken that the little match girl said, Yangyang finally disillusioned with the extinguished match.

"The little match girl is a liar! Fairy tales are all deceitful! " After a low roar, Yang Yang reluctantly continued to sleep with her head covered.

There was peace in the tent again.

As if vaguely heard the sound of insects and birds in the forest.

The night wind rustled the trees.

I don't know how long I've been sleeping

Cheng Cheng was so hungry that he felt like he smelled a strange smell of burning

Subconsciously, he pushed his brother beside him and muttered, "Yang Yang Do you smell... "

"Well..." Yang Yang was so hungry that he didn't even want to move. He sucked his nose and said, "the smell of barbecue..."

"Yes, are we dreaming?" Cheng Cheng frowned and lay down.

“…… That's a good dream I want to eat roast chicken wings, roast pig feet, roast Eh Is it swollen? Is it hot? " She pursed her lips and subconsciously touched her fart with her backhand. Gu --

"Whoa --" a shrill scream broke through the night sky, "hot..."

Cheng Cheng opens his eyes in fright, and sees the fleas bounce up and down.

He rubbed his eyes, and then he could see clearly the flaming red flame behind him

After being stunned for a long time, Cheng Cheng suddenly shouts: "fire, fire..."

"Wow, it burns me to death..." Yang Yang is smacking. Fart.

The fire rushed into the tent for the first time.

The next moment, the tall figure of Beiming Mo got into the tent!

When he saw Yang Yang's burning little fart, he quickly fished Yang Yang out. Without any protective measures, he patted Yang Yang's fart. Then he tore Yang Yang's pants, and a smell of scorched smoke ran into his nose

Gu Huan and Yun Bufan come at the sound.

Seeing the scene of children's fart and fire, Gu Huan's heart almost stopped beating!

Soon, Beiming Mo put out the fire

Xing Huo comes out of the tent with Cheng Cheng in his arms. Cheng Cheng's face is pale and obviously scared.

At the moment when Yang Yang saw her mother, she was hungry, painful and scared, and finally burst into tears -

"Wow, mom, it hurts..."

Gu Huan quickly picked up Yang Yang from Beiming Mo's hand and coaxed the child painfully, "Yang Yang, don't be afraid, mother is here, mother is..."

Then, she touched Yang Yang's little fart. There was some skin ulceration. Then she said to Yun Bufan, "extraordinary, let's take Yang Yang to the hospital to deal with the wound."

Yunbufan just put away his mobile phone. Beiming Mo has captured the video of holding Yangyang to put out the fire. "OK, I'll get the key to the car."

Beiming Mo Leng for a moment, Li Mou a sink, without saying a word, from Gu Huan's arms and back to the ocean, coldly tease the next sentence: "my son is mine, even if sent to the doctor is also me to send!"

Then turn around and go in the direction of the car!

Xing Huo quickly follows Cheng Cheng.

"Beiming ink! What do you want? Are you not doing enough harm to the children? " Gu Huan roared behind him.

In response to her, it was a touch of cold and endless air

*

a central hospital.

Fortunately, Yang Yang's wound didn't burn very deep. After staying in bed for a few days and growing skin again, he was a lively little grasshopper again.

When Gu Huan arrived in yunbufan's car, he was relieved to hear that.But also because the two children were so hungry that they were dizzy. At the doctor's suggestion, they both hung a bottle of nutrition needles. After a noisy night, they finally fell asleep again.

Beiming Mo is smoking outside the corridor of VIP ward.

Yun Bufan is waiting for Gu Huan on the other side of the corridor.

The two men seem to have different thoughts.

Because Yangyang was injured by an accidental fire, the already tense atmosphere between them was even worse.

Yun Bufan takes out his mobile phone in his pocket, opens the video just recorded, and walks to Beiming ink --

"Beiming ink, because of your negligence, Yangyang was injured in an accident fire. If this film is released in court, I believe the impression of judges and juries on you will be greatly reduced!"

Beiming Mo glanced at yunbufan coldly, then took a cigarette again. After a long time, he scoffed and said: "although you try your best to catch my painful foot, son, I'm determined to get it!"

Yun Bufan gazed at Beiming Mo for a few eyes, and a trace of chagrin flashed in his eyes: "you are so disgusting! Why don't you ask the child's will? Don't ask the child who he wants to talk to? "

The dark pupil of Beiming twinkles! The voice was callous. "Did I ever have such a choice? Who asked me who I would like to talk to? I don't, and they won't! "