Nanbei raised his voice slightly, and hurriedly explained with a smile: "Yue Yue is not my child. "

Everyone obviously didn't believe it very much, they had been working with Nanbei for a while, and they knew that Nanbei had a cheerful personality, and they took what Nanbei said as a joke. What's more, they have more or less bumped into each other before, this man brought the child to pick up the north and the south, and the child has similarities with the facial features of the north and the south, and at first glance it is the child of the two of them.

Someone laughed: "North, do you use all Loewe earth incense?"

Another person sniffed: "It's the same perfume." It must have been him who sprayed Beibei's perfume. "

There are also unmarried girls who are envious: "Ahhhh "

"Me too. "

The north and south were coaxed by everyone, hugged by Bo Yan, and walked forward, and the place of the dinner was not far from the museum, so everyone walked over.

Nanbei missed the opportunity to explain, and it was a little abrupt to explain again, Bo Yan's hand was on her shoulder, he lowered his eyes, and whispered, "Don't care so much." It's okay, tonight is a celebration feast, let them talk. "

Bo Yuexiao's face was flushed with excitement, holding Nanbei's soft fingers, he pursed his lips, the look in his eyes was very serious, how he hoped that Nanbei could be his mother.

He turned his eyes to look at his father.

Bo Yan smiled without saying a word, touched his head, and looked calm. gave Bo Yue a peace of mind stone.

Nanbei actually knew Bo Yue's thoughts, but Bo Yue was just a child, although he knew that she was his aunt, but in his heart he hoped that she was his mother, because he had no impression of his biological mother. After becoming sensible, it was the north and the south that accompanied him.

But Nanbei felt that this was just a period of attachment to her, and it would be good if he grew up again, not to mention, she was still very grateful to Yueyue, and Yueyue gave her comfort during the time after she lost the child in her womb.

Under the street lamp, there stood a black figure with broad shoulders and long legs. But it looks a little thin.

The dim light poured on the top of his head, and his dark hair was also tinged with a little velvety brown, and the luster was slightly moist, and he hung his head slightly, and only after the group of people in the north and south had left, he slowly raised his head.

The deep silhouette, half hidden in the darkness, half exposed to the light, the fingers that fell on his side clenched tightly, the green tendons undulated, his face was calm, his face was expressionless, the emotion in his eyes, the tone was anger rather than pain.

These two years. He thought all the time about being able to regain the north and south, he thought about all the pictures, these pictures made him particularly angry in his imagination, and when they really appeared in front of him, the emotions were more painful and sad, and the pain made him want to hold his heart.

If only time could be repeated......

He smiled vaguely, a little bleakly.

*

Nanbei chose a restaurant, took off his shoes as soon as he entered, Bo Yan sat next to Nanbei, he whispered from time to time to ask Nanbei what he wanted to eat, and asked Bo Yue what he thought, like a good husband and a good father, which aroused the envy of everyone, but he didn't know what to say. just wandered between the two with that ambiguous look.

The celebration banquet must be indispensable to drinking, everyone saw Bo Yan sitting next to the north and south, and then deliberately toasted the north and south, at the beginning, the north and south also drank a few glasses. But since she had a miscarriage and injured her body, she rarely drank alcohol. After Bo Yan glanced at her quietly, he quietly blocked the wine for her, Nanbei refused, and said, "It's okay, I'll drink it myself." "

Bo Yan said lightly: "You are not in good health, pay more attention, don't joke with your body." "

Nanbei twisted his eyebrows, slowly loosened it again, and then drank a few more glasses by himself, Bo Yan pursed the corners of his lips, stood up, his slender hand pressed Nanbei's shoulder, he glanced at everyone with a smile, and raised the cup in his hand. said: "Beibei is not in good health, I will drink it for her." "

This is exactly the result that everyone wants, they just want to see Bo Yan drink for the north and south, Bo Yan has a good amount of wine, and after drinking it around, his face is still very calm.

Nanbei was a little uncomfortable, her cheeks were a little hot, the blush slowly opened, a pair of black eyes rippled, and the light flowed. I saw that Bo Yan's heart moved slightly.

He was actually a little dizzy, but he was still awake, but he wanted to get close to the north and south tonight, and he bowed his head. Leaning closer to him, smelling her scent, he wanted to rub against her face and feel her breath.

Nanbei subconsciously pushed her away, and she was a little embarrassed. But he forced himself to smile calmly: "I'll go to the bathroom." She looked into Bo Yan's eyes, then quickly looked away.

Bo Yan chuckled, her voice was low and intoxicating, Nanbei felt that her cheeks were even hotter, she said to everyone, and walked outside, she needed to put on her shoes, and then went to the bathroom, she supported the door frame with her hands, bent down slightly, maybe she was drunk, but the single shoe was put on for a long time, and she didn't put it in.

She pursed her lips, and then changed her hand to support it, and finally put it on, as soon as she turned around, she was a little dizzy, and she was hugged and held in her arms.

Her heart tightened, and she subconsciously wanted to scream.

The man's big palm covered her lips at once, the man didn't dare to push too hard, for fear of hurting her, her warm and moist palm was attached to his hand, making his hand tremble uncontrollably.

Song Qingran pursed his lips tightly, and he lowered his eyes to look at her. Her dark pupils were full of her, and he trembled with excitement when he touched her skin, and he smelled her greedily like a drug addict, and he felt that he had come to life.

Nanbei saw clearly that the person in front of him was Song Qingran. A nervous heart eased at this time, and was replaced by anger, and she glared at Song Qingran.

Song Qingran was dumbfounded: "Beibei." He looked at the north and south quietly for a while, then let go of his hand, and then half-hugged her and took her aside.

Nanbei is angry, his mood is not very good, he always thinks of the intimacy between Nanbei and Bo Yan, how much he wants to take Nanbei away now, hide, don't let her see anyone, let her belong only to him.

However, what little reason he had left told him that he could not do this now, or he would lose her forever.

Nanbei was a little dizzy, her movements were a little more violent, and she sneered: "You let go of me, what are you dragging me like this?" "

Nanbei is determined not to recognize Song Qingran, she and Song Qingran should be strangers now.

Song Qingran clenched the root of his back teeth, the emotions in his eyes were heavi, and he forbears it a few times, and when he reaches the corner, he stops, he trapped the north and south in the corner, he lowered his eyes and focused, his Adam's apple rolled, his throat seemed to be blocked by something, his thin lips moved slightly, but he didn't say anything.

Nanbei's face was indifferent, and he didn't face Bo Yan's smile at all, but just said blindly: "Please let go of me, this gentleman, you caught me just now, and you are still following me here?"

After a while, Song Qingran was dumbfounded: "How have you been doing in the past two years?"

Nanbei twisted his eyebrows, his eyelashes moved slightly, but his tone was inexplicable: "I repeat, please let go of me, this gentleman, otherwise I will call someone." "

"Call it. Song Qingran's eyes were bloodshot, "You call all your colleagues over." "

Nanbei didn't speak.

Song Qingran seemed to be a little crazy: "Beibei, you call them all over and let them know that I am your boyfriend and your husband." "

Nan Nan's chest rose and fell, and he clenched his palms, and under the drunkenness, he couldn't hold back after all: "Are you sick? Do you need me to remind you? Your wife is Jiang Sheng, you have a wife and a son, are you disgusting?"

Song Qingran's eyes were wrong: "My wife is you." He tensed his teeth and suddenly pulled out a marriage certificate from his trouser pocket.