Chapter 443

Longting bieyuan.

The outdoor sun is hot and the indoor atmosphere is hot.

Xi Muyan patted the man's sweaty back and said impatiently, "hurry down to me. You're 150 kilograms. Are you going to crush me!"

Sweat slid all the way down the man's deep side face to his chin, and then dropped on the woman's white neck. The man smiled and buried his head in her neck. His voice was a little dumb, "Yan Yan, you are stepping down to kill a donkey!"

Xi Muyan raised a touch of sarcasm on his delicate little face, sneered and said impolitely, "you know, someone volunteered to be a donkey."

Without a word, the man rolled down, then grabbed her horizontally and walked towards the bathroom.

Twenty minutes later.

Xi Muyan dried his hair, threw a big wave behind him, looked up at the time, "I'm going to pick up big baby, use your car first, and send someone to my apartment tomorrow."

Nanlinmo came forward, hugged her slender waist, and rubbed her chin at the nest of her neck, "I'll pick it up. You rest. You can go after dinner with your son tonight, huh?"

"Nanlinmo, you'd better not let the big baby hear this. I think you know better than me how much he hates you now."

Just as nanlinmo knows her, she also knows nanlinmo like the back of her hand. She knows how to poke his pain and how to pinch him.

Sure enough, Nanlin stopped talking.

Pick up the wrist strap from the bedside table and go downstairs without saying a word.

Xi Muyan looked at himself in the mirror with an expressionless face. His cheeks were crimson, and the blush from the corner of his eyes had not subsided

……

School gate.

Xi Jingqian and several boys came out with shoulder to shoulder. They didn't know what topic to talk about. Several children smiled forward and backward.

Nanlinmo crushed the cigarette in his hand on the dustbin and threw it away.

"Jing Qian!"

Xi Jingqian turned his head and looked this way. Nanlinmo clearly saw that the small face that was full of laughter changed in an instant after seeing him.

Jing Qian turned his head as if he didn't know him and continued to laugh with his little partner.

Nanlin Mo stepped forward and stood in front of several people. He softened his voice and shouted again, "Jing Qian."

Several children met nanlinmo and left after saying goodbye to Jing Qian.

Jing Qian copied his pockets with both hands, looked down at the tip of his shoes and asked in a stuffy voice, "Why are you? My mommy, why don't you pick me up? "

Facing Mo Chui's eyes in the south, he looked at the eight year old boy who came to his chest and said faintly, "your mommy has something to do. Let me pick you up first."

Jing Qian suddenly raised his head and closed his mouth tightly into a line.

Nanlinmo saw hostility in the eyes of an eight year old child. At the same time, it was dazzling, hot in his eyes and dull in his heart.

"No, my mommy won't pick me up. I can go back by myself." Jing Qian suddenly looked like a little hedgehog with his hair blown open, and said coldly.

With that, Jing Qian turned around.

Nanlin Mo thinks he's really looking for abuse.

Knowing that his son doesn't like him, he has to come for stimulation.

Nanlin Mo glanced at his dazzling big Cherokee not far away, smiled and shook his head, and strode to catch up with the child in front.

"What would you like to eat tonight? I'll make it for you. "

“……”

"Barbecue at the weekend, together?"

“……”

"A new game console has been imported recently. I'll bring it to you tomorrow..."

Jing Qian, with a cold little face, impatiently interrupted him, "are you finished? Either don't follow me, or follow me and don't talk! "

Nanlinmo lived in his thirties and was choked by a child for the first time.

He smiled helplessly, spoiled his eyes, raised his hand to touch Jing Qian's small head, "boy, so stubborn?"

Jing Qian glanced at him and went on.

Nanlinmo followed him again and asked, "do you hate me so much? When you were a child, you obviously liked me very much. Every time you met, you asked me to hold it and carry it on my back. Do you want to carry it now? "

Jing Qian's small mouth closed more tightly, and his small hand in his trouser pocket also clenched tightly.

He looked at the road ahead and lowered his eyelashes. From the perspective of nanlinmo, he could just see his thick long eyelashes.

Long eyelashes like cicada wings shake and shake. I don't know what I'm thinking.

Nanlin Mo can't help feeling sorry.

Just two months ago, Jing Qian had a very harmonious relationship with him. When they met, they shouted one Godfather at a time. They usually went to live with him for a few days.

But since that time, when he was violently beaten and questioned by Muqiao, Jing Qian was nearby, witnessed the whole process and heard all his answers.

From that day on, the child's attitude towards him plummeted.

Don't take the initiative to talk to him. Even when he asked and answered, all the words could be counted by ten fingers.

One big one small so walk on the hot road.

Jing Qian quietly touched all his pockets, and then slightly shrunk his small eyebrows.

I don't have a dime on me!

The sun was burning on his body, which made him even more upset. His eyes slipped to the corner of his eyes and glanced at the man with his head down around him.

Just in the south, Mo's thoughts drifted away. When he thought about things, suddenly, the remaining light in the corner of his eyes flashed.

When he reacts, he looks up. Jing Qian has gone out for five meters.

He wiped the sweat on his forehead, the tip of his tongue hit the back slot teeth, the corners of his lips lifted a radian, and said with hate and love, "good boy!"

Then, on the steamer like Youbai Road, a man in a suit and a child in a school uniform and a red scarf ran side by side.

Jing Qian bit his teeth and tried his best to get rid of him, but he always caught up with him easily.

More than ten minutes later, Jing Qian took the lead in stopping, holding his knees with both hands and gasping.

In this noon weather, let alone running, people will sweat when they stand in place, and the two people who ran for more than ten minutes are like taking them out of the water.

Bean sized beads of sweat slid down his little face and hit Youbai road bit by bit.

His school uniform was wet. He glanced at the slender and straight legs of the man next to him, then looked at his small legs, and then clenched his teeth in chagrin!

A minute later, Jing Qian straightened up. His hair was wet with sweat. The bangs in front of his forehead were wiped aside by him. His breath had not been fully gasped, and the fierce chamber of Xiaoyue was still fluctuating violently.

Suddenly, the cell phone ring broke the silence between the two.

Nanlin Mo took out his mobile phone and looked at the caller ID. Yingmei locked it and didn't connect immediately.

Jing Qian took the opportunity to glance. When he saw the name displayed on the screen, his expressionless little face suddenly became vicious, like an angry little lion.

"Your woman is looking for you. Stop following me and pestering my mommy!"