The problem is that Feng Xuanyu doesn't eat this at all, and as soon as he turns over, he directly blocks the superfluous vision with Wei'an's back and isolates An Shaochen behind him, "If you don't sleep again, you won't have to learn boxing tomorrow." ”

An Shaochen immediately covered his small mouth when he heard this, it was boxing, think about the training ground where Feng Xuanyu took him today, all the people in it were agile and brave, and he was full of envy.

Hmph, it's not too late for my husband to take revenge for ten years, and I'll come to you to settle accounts when I practice kung fu first.

Thinking of An Shaochen, he slammed his palm at Feng Xuanyu's back, and when he saw Feng Xuanyu's back move, he quickly withdrew his little fist and lay down with his eyes closed.

But An Shaochen couldn't fall asleep lying next to Feng Xuanyu, the strange feeling was that he might not be too familiar with Feng Xuanyu.

The two eyes looked at the roof, gently poked Feng Xuanyu's back with their fingers, and whispered, "I miss Mommy." ”

There was a little cry in the soft voice, which shook Feng Xuanyu's heart, and his sharp eyes focused into a point, slowly transforming from a cold owl to a warm flow, how could he forget that An Shaochen was only a five-year-old child.

"How have you and your mommy been doing all these years?" for some reason, he now wants to know more about An Yuxi's departure in the past five years.

He turned around slowly, wanting to reach out and hug An Shaochen, but he was still a little embarrassed, treating boys, he was still not used to too intimate actions between two people, and his hand was stretched out and retracted, slightly embarrassed.

An Shaochen looked up at the roof, and his usually smiling little face also showed a half sadness, "It's not good." ”

The child's answer is always so crisp, it's really bad.

"Mommy would be busy until late every night, drawing and drawing on paper, and would often leave me at my grandmother's house. ”

Feng Xuanyu knew that the grandmother in his mouth meant Huang Fuqing, but wasn't An Yuxi an assistant?

Feng Xuanyu couldn't help but be puzzled, and thinking about An Yuxi's usual actions, a ridiculous idea suddenly popped up in his mind, Viola was An Yuxi.

"Do you know Viola?" his tone grew more anxious, as if he wanted to confirm what was in his mind immediately.

An Shaochen smiled at his question, and patted his chest proudly, "That's my mommy, a very powerful designer." ”

A pair of sparkling eyes seemed to say, look, my mommy is amazing, she can feed me without you, huh.

An Shaochen smiled, but he didn't know that An Yuxi was thinking about him anxiously.

An Yuxi's identity is solid, and now think about a lot of things before to sort it out.

Although Feng Xuanyu is very happy about An Yuxi's achievements now, she thinks about how much hardship she has gone through before she can give up the clothing design she loves and embark on this road of jewelry with greater benefits.

His eyes turned from bright to dark, like a meteor flying by, and he didn't want An Shaochen to see the worry in his eyes, so he closed his eyes and regained his previous coldness, "Sleep." ”

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Compared with the moon mark, An Yuxi's side is also much colder, without An Shaochen here, she almost couldn't sleep with worry, her fingers kept flipping the phone, sliding up and down on the address book, Feng Xuanyu, Luo Mingze's names appeared alternately in front of her.

The corners of his mouth were pursed, his upper teeth rubbed his lower lip from time to time, he raised his head to look out the window, and lay down and flipped his mobile phone.

She still hasn't deleted Feng Xuanyu's phone after leaving it for so long, but the above title has changed, the first step in the United States, she changed the notes to Mr. Feng very interestingly, and the mobile phone was changed again and again, and she habitually synchronized the address book over and over again, so Mr. Feng never left her mobile phone.

When her finger was accidentally clicked, the call box popped up, and she was shocked in vain and immediately closed it.

The panic in my heart expands a little bit, just like when I hand over the USB drive at night at night, how can this be.

"An Yuxi, you have to know that you are not wrong, if you don't do this, it will hurt Shao Chen, even if Feng Xuanyu really falls, this is his retribution, and it is just that you said something five years ago. ”

Although she said this, her heart became more and more nervous, and she felt more and more that what she said was more than against her will.

Anxiety, uneasiness, and panic all kinds of thoughts came up, so she had to find a little comfort, and with a press of her finger, she dialed Luo Mingze's phone.

Now she urgently needs to hear Luo Mingze's voice to remind her of her identity and awaken a little hatred buried by worry and anxiety.

"Hey, Xi'er, what's wrong, calling so late. Before An Yuxi came back to his senses, the other side of the phone had already been connected, and Luo Mingze used to turning the mobile phone ringtone to the maximum at night, just because he was afraid that An Yuxi would not be able to hear him when he called.

"No... It's okay" Hearing Luo Mingze's gentle words, An Yuxi felt the pain of fire in his heart.

Luo Mingze must still be busy at such a late hour, and he didn't even bother him for a moment of annoyance, which was inevitably selfish.

"I'm fine, just to see if you have slept and remind you to go to bed early and stop worrying about my business. "I'm really not worth it, Ze.

"When are you and me, Xi'er, if you see me like this, I really can't sleep all night. Hearing that An Yuxi cared about him so much, Luo Mingze's voice couldn't help but be mixed with a little excitement, it is estimated that he will not be tired after working until what time he works tonight.

Hearing the small self-blame in Luo Mingze's voice, An Yuxi couldn't help but blame herself in her heart, and now what she does seems to be against her will.

"Ze, I'm a little tired, you should rest early. "Talking for a second more is like exposing the panic and self-blame in your heart.

Listening to Luo Mingze's instructions, An Yuxi quickly hung up the phone.

Tired and needed physical exertion to numb her nerves, so she hung up the phone and lay on the desk alone, writing and drawing.

The moon turned to the west, and the lights in An Yuxi's room had not yet been turned off, and the figure lying on the table could be seen faintly through the curtains.

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In the morning, Feng Xuanyu and Shan Fei explained the company's affairs, and took An Shaochen to the training hall.

The curator of the training hall saw Feng Xuanyu's car stop in front of the training hall, and immediately ran up to greet him with a smile, "Yu Shao." ”

"This is...."But An Shaochen, who was wearing a baseball shirt and a peaked cap next to him, was stunned.

"My son. Feng Xuanyu replied very casually, pushed An Shaochen and asked him to go to the front and introduce him: "This is the curator, don't you want to learn kung fu? ”

An Shaochen was very impressed when he saw the curator, ignored Feng Xuanyu, and hugged the curator's thigh as soon as he raised his head with his small hand, "Uncle curator." ”

Belch... I haven't seen each other for a long time, and such a big son has popped up.

The curator didn't say much, so he nodded with a smile: "Okay... Good... Come on, come in first. ”

took An Shaochen to the hall, and the scene of the fight quickly attracted An Shaochen's attention, and the two little short legs alternated and quickly ran under the ring, staring at the two people on the stage full of enthusiasm for a moment.

Feng Xuanyu walked up to An Shaochen and put his hand on his immature shoulder, staring at the admiring gaze in his eyes, the corners of his mouth raised slightly with a smile, "Like it?"

"En. An Shaochen nodded tightly.

Feng Xuanyu whispered a few words to the curator beside him, and saw the curator hand over two sets of training uniforms of different sizes.

Feng Xuanyu took the training clothes, picked up An Shaochen, and walked to the changing room.

Walking out of the changing room, An Shaochen touched the training uniform embroidered with martial arts characters on his face with joy on his face, and the pear vortex sank deeper and deeper.

From top to bottom, seeing An Shaochen's happy expression, Feng Xuanyu seemed to think back to his previous time, the first time he put on the training uniform, he was also ecstatic, with a kind of newborn calf is not afraid of tigers. couldn't help it, so he squatted down to look at this little face similar to himself, and helped him sort out his training clothes with strength.

"Step on the training ground, don't sweat, don't bleed, don't think about coming down. The voice was sonorous, cold but unabated.

When An Shaochen heard his words, his little face was more serious, looking at the people on the field, he could feel the kind of Han spirit that sweated and blooded, and it was this kind of Han spirit that attracted him tightly.

However, in a blink of an eye, he saw Feng Xuanyu wearing the same training clothes as himself, and he tilted his head sideways and asked, "You also want to train?"

"Haha...."The curator who was waiting on the side laughed, "Your daddy is a master." ”

An Shaochen didn't want to hear the word daddy, but he still couldn't hold back the curiosity in his heart, turned his eyes to Feng Xuanyu, removed the title and pointed to the people on the stage and said, "Master, can you beat them?"

Feng Xuanyu glanced at the fierce men on the stage, and with a hook of the corners of his mouth, he walked directly onto the stage and invited one of them to fight.

The fight began, and at the beginning, Feng Xuanyu flexibly dodged the opponent's attack, kicking, punching, steady and ruthless, and the originally fierce big man had a color on his face after a few moves.

"Wow....." At this moment, An Shaochen felt a sense of admiration welling up in his heart.

looked at Feng Xuanyu who was pressing tightly on the stage without blinking, and his little hands unconsciously shook up and shouted to come on.

I didn't expect my own father to be so powerful.

The curator under the stage has already called a stop, Feng Xuanyu politely pulled up the opponent who had been knocked to the ground, and then walked off the stage and took the towel and wiped it a few times, although he has a habit of cleanliness, but he does not reject the sweat shed after this victory, he also hopes to teach An Shaochen to respect the opponent and not forget the sweat.

"Do you want to learn?" Feng Xuanyu spread his hands, not too close to An Shaochen, the sweat had not dried yet.

"I want you to teach. An Shaochen's eyes flashed, and he grabbed Feng Xuanyu's arm with a handful.

Feng Xuanyu's thin lips hooked up temptingly, and as soon as the corners of his mouth opened, he heard hurried footsteps coming behind him.

"President. ”

It's solo.

Feng Xuanyu had a little displeasure between his eyebrows, but looking at the sweat on Shan Fei's cheeks because of anxiety, he still asked calmly, "What's wrong?"