Chapter 667

The five-year-old stood there with a fruit plate filled with fruits of various colors. But this is not the point, the point is that although the little guy's eyebrows and eyes hide a touch of light sharp, whether it's eyebrows and eyes, or nose and lips, actually let the night ink Xuan have a feeling of looking in the mirror.

The little guy in front of me seems to be a miniature version of himself.

The heart seemed to draw for a while, looking at the face in front of me which was similar to myself, my brain was dead.

When the little guy saw him, he seemed to be stunned. His dark eyes were as clear as glass beads, so clean that there were no impurities in his eyes. He soon saw that the little guy was a little confused when he looked at him.

But soon, the little guy reacted and stepped forward step by step with his short legs.

Every step he took seemed to step on the heart of yemoxuan.

The tall man didn't notice that his fingertips were shaking at this moment.

Millet beans have come to him, success to see night ink Xuan's face become pale.

Cut, why is daddy so useless?

It's like seeing a ghost.

Oh, no, he doesn't really think of himself as a ghost, does he?

Xiaomi Dou puts the plate on the table. The collision between the porcelain and the table makes a light and crisp sound. Xiaomi Dou inserts a few toothpicks into the fruit, and then looks up at yemoxuan.

"Fruit?"

Xiaomi Dou looks cute and innocent.

The tall man squatted down, raised his hand slowly, and approached Xiaomi Dou's smooth and white face.

"You..."

How could this face look so much like itself? It's almost a mold.

Before all the tension in front of this face, all disappeared, the rest only shock and incredible.

"Millet bean!"

A female voice's light call spreads, Han Mu Zi is almost the first time to run downstairs, to the living room after see, is such a scene.

The small one was eating with an apple in his hand, while the big one was half bent. His shaking hand almost touched Xiaomi Dou's face.

Has Have you met?

Han Mu purple red lips light tremble, feel a blank in the brain.

She is now What to do?

Xiao Yan saw her face is not right, so his face is still coated with mask. After seeing it, the mask on his face will fall down.

Did father and son meet so soon? There is no sign to see Han Mu Zi standing in situ, Xiao Yan subconsciously stepped forward, grabbed her hand, and dragged her to one side.

"Xiaoyan, I..." Han Muzi caught Xiaoyan's arm at a loss, and her eyes were floating.

"I know you're nervous. No, you'd better not go up later." Xiao Yan stretched out his hand and tore off the mask on his face. He sighed the air pressure and said in a low voice: "millet bean is so smart that it should be able to cope with it. I'll take you upstairs first."

Be quiet?

It's very complicated, but I don't know what the mood is now.

But what can she say when she comes forward?

"Let's go." Xiaoyan pulls Han Muzi upstairs, and the downstairs living room is quiet again.

A big one and a small one are still there. The big one keeps the original posture all the time, and the small one doesn't care. He even continues to lift his hand and put fruit in his mouth.

Silent for a moment, the hand of night Mo Xuan still falls to his face, but slowly took back.

"You What's your name

The night Mo Xuan slowly opens a mouth, he hears his voice to still take one silk to tremble.

Xiaomi Dou looks at him and blinks.

"Yes."

He nods, night Mo Xuan feels his heart bang for a while, as if something is exploding inside.

This is mu Zi's child, the millet bean in her mouth.

Looking at him again, yemoxuan can almost be sure of one thing

Suddenly, the night Mo Xuan clasps millet bean's wrist, squints his eyes and looks at him dangerously: "who is your daddy?"

The original delicate atmosphere was destroyed at this time. Xiaomi Dou raised his head and looked innocent: "I have a father."

At night, Moxuan breathed, "you No daddy? Then you... "

, as like as two peas, he said, "Daddy is dead."

looked at the face that looked exactly like himself, and then looked at the way he said it.

"What is dead?"

That woman used to curse herself like this?

"Xiaomi Dou hasn't seen daddy since he was born. He's not dead. What is it?"

"Do you think..." The night Mo Xuan approaches him, the narrow and long eyes are like the sharp sword and arrow: "my this face looks like yours?"The two faces are close at hand. If they are not big or small, it's almost impossible to tell right from wrong.

Xiaomi Dou suddenly put another apple in his mouth, making a click.

Ye Moxuan: "I'm not sure."

He suppressed the torrent of his heart and said, "don't eat at this time, OK?"

"Oh, No." Xiaomi Dou quickly refused his request and said with a smile, "Xiaomi Dou likes to eat fruit."

Finish saying, he touched a piece, abrupt ground put into the mouth of night Mo Xuan.

Night ink Xuan meal, feel the soft palm of the child rubbed his determined chin, apple into his mouth, night ink Xuan subconsciously bite.

The sweet and sour taste diffused in his mouth, stimulating the taste buds of yemoxuan. Looking at the child's eyes in front of him, an idea slowly gathered in his mind.

Like a robot, he chewed the apple rigidly and swallowed it.

"Uncle, is it delicious?" Xiaomi Dou saw that he had eaten the apple and asked with a smile.

"Uncle?"

Night Mo Xuan Mou son tiny Mi rises, in the voice took a silk to dry dumb: "don't call uncle."

Xiaomi Dou continued to blink at him, continued to eat fruit with a click, and asked him curiously, "what's that called?"

The night Mo Xuan is not anxious, the vision tightly locks this small face in front of him, the hand slowly stretches out, caresses his small face, then moves back, trembles big palm to embrace the small group in front of him into his arms.

"Uncle?"

The voice of the little guy more confused came from his chest.

Night Mo Xuan closes eyes, probably even he himself all didn't discover, eyelashes all in light quiver.

The big hand presses the back of the little guy's head, the night Mo Xuan eye socket is slightly hot, the voice is heavy.

"Don't call it uncle, call it daddy."

Damned woman, actually I kept it from him for so long. No wonder No wonder she lets herself not investigate her, no wonder she doesn't want him to know the existence of this child all the time, no wonder every time she mentions this child, she gets excited and her eyes twinkle.

I see

So it is!!!

She is pregnant with her own child!

Xiaomi Dou is the child of yemoxuan.

Mu Zi You're hiding it from me!