Song Xiaojia stared at it in disbelief and pointed to it, "this This This is... "
Purple spirit is surprised, explain a way quickly, "ha ha, this is the peacock that my family raises." After that, Linglong blinked straight at Linglong. Linglong helplessly looked at the stupid woman, opened her mouth and called perfunctorily twice. Then, she continued to pace up the stairs gracefully, ready to take a comfortable hot bath, make a spa, and eat some wild fruits rich in vitamin ABCDEFG.
Song Xiaojia was stunned. "Miss Su, do you keep peacocks in your room?"
"Well Because we Respect Bird rights
"But how could this peacock be golden? I've never seen it, and... "
And I can't say what's awkward. Maybe its eyes are too arrogant and proud. Maybe it was just a little stunned. In a word, song Xiaojia thinks it's too strange!
"Oh, where is it born? I dyed it! Good luck Ziling gave a random explanation.
Just then, Mozart's Symphony came upstairs
Song Xiaojia took a breath of cold air and turned to look at Ziling. Ziling laughed weakly, "alarm clock! Alarm clock... "
Fortunately, after a little while, Mo Cheng took youyou back from the kindergarten. As soon as she came in, she rushed into Ziling's arms and said sadly, "Mommy, Qiangqiang and Haohao had a fight today."
Purple spirit pulls daughter to sit on sofa, "why?"
Youyou Duqi pink mouth said, "the teacher with us to play games, each group can only have a daddy and a mommy, we choose me to be mommy, and then they both fight to be daddy, they fight."
Purple spirit a listen to, "Puchi" smile voice, close to the daughter asked in a low voice, "that youyou like Qiangqiang and Haohao which one do daddy?"
"Su Ziling!"
Mo Cheng changed his coat and walked straight over. He glanced at her discontentedly and said coldly, "neither of those two boys is suitable to be a dad."
"Why?" Ziling and Su Xiaoyou asked in unison.
Mo Cheng's indifferent mouth, "too persistent to the goal, can't calm down, don't know how to use the mind, will only use violence to solve problems."
Mo Cheng said a series of shortcomings of the two children at one go, and Ziling was stunned.
No, they're just two four-year-old boys!
Mo Dashao, you are powerful.
Su Xiaoyou is seriously thinking about his father's words, but he can't understand what he is saying. He is very distressed. Ziling pats his daughter's head, "daughter, go wash your hands and prepare for dinner."
"Oh."
As soon as Su Xiaoyou left, Ziling said to Mo Cheng, "do you want to make friends with youYou? Don't criticize them casually."
Mo Cheng raised his eyebrow, "blame them for not growing."
Purple spirit laughs, as long as you mention the problem, Mocheng will become very serious, as if, nothing is more important than the daughter.
To be honest, sometimes she is a little jealous.
Suddenly, she shook her head. Really. What's she thinking about? Just a little harmonious relationship, then a little bit, she began to daydream?
Song Xiaojia is always sitting on the sofa and watching the three members of the family communicate with each other. He is an outsider and can't help but drop his head.
Muchuan moves quickly and soon cooks all the dishes. Ziling greets song Xiaojia to the restaurant, "Xiaojia, come here, sit here!"
She arranged song Xiaojia beside Muchuan, sitting with her daughter, and Mocheng on the throne.
Muchuan's craftsmanship is excellent. The color of the table is not inferior to that of the hotel outside. Ziling praised while eating, even Su Xiaoyou said, "Uncle Muchuan's cooking is the best in the world!"
Takekawa almost flew to the sky, just the resentment swept away, "eat more, eat more, don't mention it!"
Song Xiaojia is a bit restrained in eating. She has never felt such a happy family atmosphere. However, she has been imagining that in the future, she will have a lovely child like youyou with someone she likes, live in a beautiful big house, and have a happy dinner with her family
It's the same as the picture in front of us.
She suddenly good envy Su Ziling, she has, almost is his most perfect dream, she is so easy to do.
"Xiaojia, eat more!" Ziling picked up the vegetables and put them in her bowl. Song Xiaojia picked up her mind and said with a smile, "thank you."
Keep your head down and eat carefully.
"By the way, Xiaojia, what did you study at school?" Purple spirit idle to ask a way.
Song Xiaojia picked up her napkin, wiped the corners of her mouth, and politely replied, "I like painting."
"Aunt Xiaojia can draw?" Su Xiaoyou's big eyes brightened in an instant, and then he asked expectantly, "aunt Xiaojia, can you teach youyou?"
Song Xiaojia a gentle smile, "of course."
After dinner, Ziling asked Muchuan to drive song Xiaojia back to the old city. She seldom has time to accompany Su Xiaoyou to watch cartoons in the living room, while Mo Cheng walks into his study, turns on the computer and makes a video call with Zhong Kun."Wake up red wind?"
Zhong Kun helpless stall, "Danqing adults and make uncomfortable."
Mo Cheng a pick eyebrow, "how?"
"It said that it would have to observe quietly for a few days nearby to make sure there was no danger before it could enter under the altar."
Mo Cheng's eyebrows twitch a few times, he knows, it will obediently listen to their strange. Raising his eyes, he asked again, "is there any movement over there?"
Zhong Kun shook his head. "It looks calm. It's the same as when you left. It's just..." He pauses and says meaningfully, "I don't know if it's the precursor of the storm."
Mo Cheng sat on the back of his chair, his eyes suddenly became deep and dark. He was silent for a long time, and then he slowly said, "as long as he has an action, let Mushan act according to the plan."
Zhong Kun twisted his eyebrows. "Are you sure you want to do this?"
Mo Cheng closed his eyes. "He can't regard the whole Mohist school as his enemy."
Zhong Kun understood, he nodded, "OK, I will inform Mushan."
The video was interrupted.
Mo Cheng has been sitting in his chair for a long time. He doesn't want to grow up with someone who will eventually betray Mo School
He went downstairs to the living room. The Teletubbies in the TV set were still on. The little man in the sofa raised his head and put his index finger between his lips. "Shh ~" then she whispered, "Mommy is asleep."
As soon as Mo Cheng lowered her head, she saw Ziling holding the sofa pillow, curling her slightly thin body into the corner, her messy hair spread on her white face, sleeping very deeply, and even snoring slightly.
"She stayed up late last night again?" He unconsciously lowered his voice.
Su Xiaoyou nodded vigorously, and then began to reproach, "Mommy always likes to stay up late." After that, he shook his head helplessly, "Hey, Mommy is not obedient, and I can't manage ~"
Mo Cheng laughed and stroked her little face, "you don't care, daddy will manage."
Su Xiaoyou has serious doubts about this.
"Go back to bath and sleep," Mocheng said, picking up the remote control and turning off the TV.
"Oh." Su Xiaoyou got up with teddy bear and went upstairs.
Mo Cheng pulls out the pillow that Zi Ling is holding and gently holds it up. Then he finds that the woman is so light that she can hold it in her arms. It seems that we need to make up for her in the future.
Ziling's room is next to her daughter. It's very quiet. It's soft and warm. It's romantic and warm. Put Ziling on the bed, Mocheng goes to the wardrobe, opens the door, and there is a cabinet full of clothes without cutting the label.
He frowned in displeasure. She would rather wear what she brought than the new clothes he bought for her. Isn't she ready to accept him?
This discovery is a bit depressing.
Pick up her pajamas, back to the bed, purple spirit has wrapped up the quilt, sleep is sweet. He flattened her body, then pulled out the quilt, first took off her black framed glasses, and then began to unbutton her shirt one by one.
Slender and even fingers, every movement, are full of alternative artistic atmosphere, dancing on her gradually exposed skin.
He moved slowly and methodically until he unbuttoned his shirt.
She was wearing a girl's underwear, with lovely snowflake spots on it, and a hook on her lips, which made her smile.
Her skin was white and tight, so delicate that even the texture under her skin could be seen. It was like a piece of good suede jade, shining on his eyes and bewitching his heart.
With her breathing, her chest fluctuated rhythmically. The softness of her chest was not full, but the shape was very attractive, which attracted his sight and gradually became hot. Lured by her ignorance, his self-control, which was always proud of himself, became precarious.
His eyes moved down, over her flat abdomen, and he started to untie the belt of her jeans
At this moment, an inhale suddenly rings. He is a Zheng, raise a head, is to go up purple work properly startled of vision.
Ziling never dreamed that he would wake up and open his eyes to see this guy untiing his pants!!
"Ah! Pervert Purple spirit one bone Lu gets up, grabs the pillow beside to greet toward Mo City body.
Mo Cheng took a deep breath, reached out and grabbed the pillow she smashed. His eyes swept around her body. "Have you ever seen a pervert who takes off his coat first and then his pants?"
Purple spirit is a Leng again, the vision falls on own open placket, two hands immediately tightly pull, "you Why are you taking off my clothes? "
Look at her red face, his lips smile, in wanton bloom.
"What's so strange about me taking off my own woman's clothes?"
Looking at the fairy like man with long hair, he would say this kind of words without blushing and gasping. Ziling gritted his teeth and shook his head, "who is your woman? Don't forget, I signed the divorce! "
Mocheng directly sat on the opposite sofa, with elegant long legs, carelessly combed the hair on his lower cheek with his fingers, raised his eyes, "I didn't agree."Purple spirit a spirit, jump out of bed, "is you carry of!"
He is still not slow, "things happen for a reason."
She quickly turned around, quickly buttoned, mouth dissatisfied with the cry, "you are looking for an excuse!"
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