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Because your mommy is mine

Mo Han City mouth kiss domineering, but a face serious, black eyes tightly staring at the little guy who looks like him very much, and then deep voice way: "I am your father."

Looking at the man beside him who is serious about explaining to his son, Qiao Anxia has been silly.

What is he saying to his son

What loves her, what she is his, also told North Chen own identity, what does he want to do in the end?

Qiao Anxia's heart is in a mess, a little helpless.

"Mommy, uncle says he's my dad. Is he really my dad?" Small North Chen looks at her suddenly.

"He..." Qiao an Xia Leng a few seconds, still nodded, "he is your father."

They were father and son, which Joanna couldn't deny.

She would not deny it.

This matter small North Chen has the right to know, Mo Han city also has the right to love children.

After listening to Qiao Anxia's words, Xiao Beichen turned her eyes, big eyes blinked and blinked. After seeing the dark cold city for a long time, her small face suddenly wrinkled into a ball, and sighed with some distress, "why is my father a big ice block?"

Small North Chen a word, can make Qiao Anxia laugh.

Yeah, he's big ice.

In fact, when she was a child, she really remembered why he was a big piece of ice when she saw the city for the first time.

They are indeed mother and son!

Mo Han City Jun face heavy, Yu Guang swept Qiao Anxia's smile, mood can not say is bad or happy.

However, his face sank, which made Xiao Beichen's distress come to a conclusion. He looked at Qiao Anxia eagerly, "Mommy I want to change my father! "

"No!" Mo Han City rejected, did not give Qiao Anxia the opportunity to answer.

Stinky boy, just recognized the father to want to change, it seems that the fart does not want!

"Mummy, mummy, dad is so fierce, sobbing..." Small North Chen Shu ground eye socket is red, open arms, want to drill to Qiao an Xia bosom.

Qiao an Xia a will small North Chen embrace come over, hold tightly coax coax, angry stare Mo Han City one eye, "you scared him."

Mo Han City some aggrieved, squinting eyes, staring at the poor little guy in Qiao Anxia's arms, although he has tears in his eyes, he doesn't have the slightest fear.

What's more, he just had a little louder voice, and he didn't hurt this stinky boy at all.

"Gugu ~"

suddenly, there was a sound of crying in the car. Xiao Beichen covered his little belly, and Wei Qu Baba grabbed Qiao Anxia's clothes. His voice was soft and soft: "Mommy, my belly is hungry..."

"Mommy will cook you dinner and eat pig dumplings right away Joanna touched his little face with her fingers and gave a gentle smile.

"Good." Xiaobeichen's lovely little face grinned with a big smile and kissed Qiao Anxia's cheek with a kiss, "like, mummy."

Qiao Anxia chuckled and got out of the car, forgetting the existence of another person in the car.

Mohan city was ignored.

He was ignored by Qiao Anxia

Mo Han City face, alone in the car eating stuffy vinegar, did not expect to give birth to a small rival out of love.

"Doesn't Dad eat?"

Outside the window came the soft little milk voice of the small North Chen. Mo Han city didn't expect that it was his little rival in love and remembered him first.

"He..."

Qiao Anxia to the mouth of the words have not finished, the car man did not know what got off the car, came to interrupt him, "I am hungry."

Hearing his words, Qiao Anxia raised her eyes and looked at him, "didn't you just eat?"

"Not full." Mo Han City brazenly threw out a few words.

Joan Xia's mouth was puffing. He wanted to follow, and she had no way.

She made the dumplings before, ready-made and boiled.

Qiao Anxia into the kitchen busy, she cooked dumplings, went out to ask them to eat, walked to the living room steps but slightly a meal, nose a little sour.

Father and son are playing with building blocks together. The little guy is very happy.

In the past three years, she dreamt of the picture of Hancheng playing with xiaobeichen for countless times. At this moment, the real picture appeared in front of her.

Unfortunately

Only this moment, Qiao Anxia didn't want to think about other things. She couldn't help but look at the two figures in the living room: "xiaochen'er, it's time to have dinner. Let's wash our hands."

Qiao'an Xia Dynasty small Beichen beckoned. Unexpectedly, the little guy turned around and opened his arms to Mo Han City, acting like a coquettish, "Dad embraces..."

Seeing this scene, Qiao Anxia was slightly stunned.

They just played for a while, is that all right?

In order to get into xiaobeichen's heart, ah Yan had to work hard. It took a long time to get the trust of this little guy. Unexpectedly, Mo Han City only used this moment

Mo Han city holds small North Chen, take him to wash hand together, sit in dining room.He glanced at the dumplings in front of him in the shape of pink piglets. It was vivid and childish to decorate it with ham.

But xiaobeichen liked it. She scooped up one with her own spoon and gave it to Mohan city first. She said with a smile, "Dad, the pig and pig dumplings made by my mother are delicious. Last time, uncle Yan came to my house and Mommy cooked. I ate a lot of food

Can let small North Chen send the beloved pig dumplings to the front to taste, his ink cold city is the first.

Qiao Anxia saw in her eyes, and there was still a little vinegar in her heart. Seeing that Mo Han Cheng ate it, she said slowly and deliberately, "the dumplings you ate seem to be made by me and ah Yan together."

Mo Han city originally thought that the dumplings were really delicious. After listening to her words, she suddenly felt that it was difficult to swallow. However, xiaobeichen was looking forward to it.

He can only eat down, knead his son's small head, "delicious."

Xiaobeichen knew that his father was a big piece of ice. No matter whether his face was heavy or not, he got a delicious sentence and ate it happily.

"Eat more if you like." Qiao Anxia looked at the black and handsome face of Mo Han City, and deliberately angry with him.

In an instant, he tormented the whole night, and the chaotic mood seemed to stretch out.

"Mommy, I'm full." Small North Chen raises small face, soft say.

Joanna took a tissue to wipe his mouth and chuckled, "go and play."

Only the two of them were left in the dining room, and the sound of dropping a needle could be heard.

"Come on, your purpose." Qiao Anxia gathered his face and looked deeply at the city of Mo Han.

He told her to go to him so late yesterday and tormented her all night without rest. Now, it should have been premeditated.

"I want custody of the child." Mo Han City voice heavy throw out a word.

Qiao Anxia looked tight, her eyes staring at him seriously, "except this, I can promise you anything."

"That's what you said."

Mo Han City seems to have been waiting for her this sentence, eyes across a deep dark awn, coldly pulled the lower lip, "take the child with me home."

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