"Cowherd?"

Jimucheng's handsome face is drawn. Don't be shocked. How dare this woman compare him to nianlang?

Xia Xinnian felt that the man's expression changed in a moment. It seemed that he was going to eat her. She had a chill on her back.

"Woman, you'd better be polite. If you annoy me, you will regret it!"

Jimucheng's voice is low and mute, but with a strong deterrent force, it makes people look at it and dare not provoke again.

Xia Xinnian didn't know why the man spoke to himself in this tone. He was the one who went to the wrong room, and he was the one who slept with her for no reason. Now, he is the one who is reasonably determined to rob her son.

Thinking of being bullied by him every time, Xia Xinnian's eyes are red with grievances.

The tears, which had been strong and enduring, rolled down after being threatened by him maliciously.

Jimucheng's eyes have been staring at her face. Unexpectedly, the woman who was still powerful just now. Next second, the tears are like the beads of broken lines, rolling down ceaselessly. His handsome eyes are slightly shocked.

It's said that women are made of water and tears are like no money. Jimucheng finally saw the real thing.

Xia Xinnian's grievances and resentments, which are overstocked at the bottom of his heart, suddenly seem to have no support, and all of them rush up.

She hated so many people for so long, scolded all the people of the 18th generation of her ancestors, and even went to the wrong room to sleep her.

The feeling of powerlessness of punching cotton made Xia Xinnian just want to cry.

In jimucheng surprised at Xia Xinnian's tears like beads, the door behind him opened.

Next, Xia Yuchen's children rubbed their bleary eyes, dragged a pair of small cool tows, and came out with a crack.

"Daddy, Mommy, are you fighting?"

The little guy was actually woken up by the voice of two people talking.

As soon as he woke up, he thought about it in a hurry.

Jimucheng looks back at his son's bleary look, his heart moves, his long arm suddenly reaches out, and directly hugs Xia Xinnian, who is unable to cry.

Xia Xinnian is angry, but finds herself tightly hugged by a man. She is angry and wants to break away.

"What about my son? Let him hate me?"

In the ear, the man's deep and hoarse voice sounds like the voice in the heart of the ear.

Xia Xinnian is stiff all over. He can't move for no reason.

She just doesn't want her son to recognize this man. If she wants her son to hate him, she doesn't want to.

"Son, your mother was so moved to see me that she cried for a while."

Jimucheng chuckled, coaxing his son with a warm voice.

The little guy blinked his big eyes and looked at daddy and mummy, who were hugging each other, strangely. He couldn't figure it out.

Didn't Mommy just hate daddy?

Why did you make up with him again?

"I want to hug, too!"

Little fellow cerebellum bag just woke up a little bit confused, he saw daddy hug mommy so tightly, he suddenly wanted to go to join the fun.

Hear son to want to hold, Xia Xinnian finally has an excuse to push the man hard.

Fortunately, jimucheng also let go. Xia Xinnian quickly took two steps, turned his back and wiped his tears with the back of his hand. Then he turned around and saw that his son was sitting on jimucheng's strong arm.

"Mommy, are you ok? Don't cry for a while?

I won't laugh at you! "

The little guy asked with concern.

Xia Xinnian was embarrassed and said angrily, "I won't cry any more. I won't cry any more!"

"Well, Mommy is the strongest!"

The little guy immediately encouraged.

Xia Xinnian couldn't help but want to turn a white eye and add a long sigh.

Is it a good thing for him to tell his son that he is strong and will not be beaten by anyone since he was young, so he will feel that it is a good thing for him to encourage her to be strong at this time?

Jimucheng looks at the dialogue between his mother and his son, inexplicably pleased. However, his eyes can't help looking at the collar of the woman.

Just now, when the woman's tears came down, she wet the clothes on her chest. At this moment, the full shape was sketched out.

Jimucheng only felt that his chest was stuffy, and he had a sense of distension that he couldn't breathe.

Xia Xinnian glares at him angrily, turns around and enters the bedroom. After a while, she changes a suit of clothes and comes out with a small bag in her hand. She puts it in jimucheng's hand: "take your clothes and go quickly!"

It's a rush! To be honest, Jimu is a little reluctant to leave.

By looking at the lovely son, the beautiful woman, he felt that the house was just small, and he could see them as soon as he turned around.

"Daddy, do you want to stay?"

The little guy deserves to be his own son. He can see through his ideas at a glance.

"Would you be happy if daddy stayed?"

Jimucheng really wants to kiss this little guy. He's very considerate. He'll really think about it.

"Hurry up, my son and I are going to have a rest!"

Xia Xinnian won't give him any hope. He drives him away with a cold face.

Jimucheng's handsome face is covered with a layer of cold melancholy color. This woman is really a little confused.

You need to know how many women want him to stay for one night, but this woman thinks that he is a monster, and he would like to disappear in the next second.

The little guy received mommy's stern eyes and sighed like a little adult. He was embarrassed and said, "Daddy, you should go home first. Mommy doesn't like strangers spending the night at home!"

It's a stranger again. Jimucheng is full of arrows.

Is he still a stranger to his son?

Jimucheng knows that he can't be too anxious. He wants to give his mother and son time to adapt.

"OK, Yuchen, daddy, I'll see you tomorrow!"

After Ji Mucheng finished speaking, he had a deep look at Xia Xinnian.

Xia Xinnian opens her face, but she doesn't appreciate it. Thinking of the condition that she promised him, she suddenly wants to repent.

She didn't want to live in his house. Even if he was a Golden Nest and silver nest, he couldn't be more comfortable than her dog's nest.

After Ji Mucheng left, the mother and the son sat on the sofa and stared at each other.

"Mommy, why did you cry just now? I think I heard you scold daddy. I'm not dreaming!"

The little guy is still very concerned about mommy and wants to find out the truth.

Xia Xinnian shakes a little. She taught her son to be civilized and not swear, but she just scolded. This is not a good behavior.

"No, I didn't scold him like that. You must have a nightmare!"

Although Xia Xinnian still hates jimucheng, he doesn't want to teach his son.

"Oh!"

The little guy blinked at a loss.

Xia Xinnian is relieved. Her son's pure eyes are what she wants to protect most.