I didn't want to, but I seriously refused to be canonized.

"Mommy, I can climb up on my own. ”

Finally found Mommy, how could he be willing to be tired of Mommy.

As if he had guessed the idea of canonization, Shen Qingyin was inexplicably moved.

Rubbing the top of the little guy's hair, Shen Qingyin couldn't help but smile slightly, rippling with a touch of tenderness.

This strange child, a casual action, will make her sigh for a long time.

*

Soon, climb to the fifth floor.

Shen Qingyin took out the key to open the door, and the saint slipped in like a little loach, for fear that if he was half a beat slower, Shen Qingyin would turn him away.

The afterglow of the slanting sun was faint, and at five o'clock in the afternoon, the twilight was already on the way.

Shen Qingyin asked the consecrated, "Little guy, when are you going to go home?"

The saint snorted coldly, "Don't go back!"

If you don't have Mommy's home, why go back?

Besides, he secretly ran out, and when he went home at this time, didn't he throw himself into the net and find himself unhappy!

He has an IQ of 13, so he is not stupid!

"Your daddy mommy is going to be worried. Shen Qingyin's willow eyebrows frowned slightly, like a distant mountain green daisy.

Sealed with his hands around his chest, pretending to be old, "My mommy is you, as for Daddy, hehe......"

Fengsheng suddenly said "hehe", Rao is Shen Qingyin, and he doesn't know what he means by "hehe".

Mockery or disdain?

It doesn't seem to be.

Shaking off the messy thoughts in his mind, Shen Qingyin compromised again.

"Since you don't want to go, I won't force you. She paused, stared at the consecration with a pair of peach-blossom eyes, and said, "Call your family and tell them where you are, I don't want the police uncle to come to the door and invite me into the bureau for tea as a human trafficker." ”

Canonization, "......"

Rolling his eyes very indecently, he nodded his head, "OK!"

"I'll cook, you can take care of yourself. After speaking, Shen Qingyin went to the kitchen.

With his hands behind his back, he walked around the fifty-square-meter house with his hands behind his back, and the expression on his immature little face was very complicated.

There is distress, chagrin, coldness, and a bit of forbearance.

His mommy was supposed to live with him and his father, living a small life like the queen mother, but there is always such a big gap between the ideal and reality......

Thinking of this, the eyes of the saint suddenly turned red by three points, and the ice blue eyes were misty with a faint mist.

Looking at the busy people in the kitchen, Feng Sheng's hands were clenched into fists and hung down at his sides, and his little face was determined.

Mommy, Baby, and Daddy will definitely find out the truth of the year!

Mommy, baby won't let you suffer again!

Mommy, in the days to come, you will be spoiled by the baby and daddy.

After calming down, Feng Sheng cheekily asked for Shen Qingyin's mobile phone, and said that he wanted to call his father to report his safety.

In fact, he was indeed calling Daddy.

As for whether to report safety, it depends on his mood.

However, today he found his own mother and his mood was flying, so he kindly told Daddy the good news!

The little hand covered his mouth and laughed twice, and his fingers like white jade clicked on the numbers on the mobile phone screen and dialed the familiar number.

Dear Daddy, my son has great news for you, answer the phone!

*

On the other side, in the Fengtian International Conference Room.

The silence is boundless, as if ice and snow have enveloped the whole world.

Dozens of shopping mall elites in suits and leather shoes were afraid to come out, for fear that a single point of heavy breath would anger the cold-faced Yama in the first place.

The planning minister's trembling report soon began to form a fine layer of sweat on his head.

In the face of the cold-faced Yama of the president, his legs are weak.

Under tremendous pressure, the planning minister was talking about the most critical place with generosity, when suddenly a pleasant mobile phone rang, and the planning minister's voice stopped abruptly.

Everyone was stunned, and the atmosphere did not dare to come out.

The president has repeatedly ordered that mobile phones are not allowed in the conference room, who is the one who committed the crime?

Want to die, right?

It doesn't matter if you want to die. But, don't bother them.

Dozens of shopping mall elites greeted the owner of the mobile phone countless times in their hearts.

However, before their greeting was over, they saw that the cold face of their president was suddenly engraved with a few deep eyebrow marks, and the cold air was like a polar wind and snow raging endlessly.

glanced at the caller ID, it was an unfamiliar number, and Feng Jue was suddenly impatient.

However, he did not refuse to answer.

After all, this is his personal phone.

And in the huge Yijiang City, there are no more than ten people who know his private number.

"The meeting is suspended for five minutes!" Coldly dropping a few words, Feng Jue got up and walked out of the conference room.

As soon as Hades came out of the palace, the imps made a fuss.

The Minister of Finance stared at his eyes like bull's eyes, and deliberately lowered his voice and said, "I actually saw an expression other than Leng Li Muran on the president's face, didn't I dazzle?"

The person next to him patted him on the shoulder, and said with emotion as if he was a difficult brother, "Brother, I'm sure you're absolutely dazzled!"

"Oh my God, the person who can make the president show an expression other than coldness is definitely a true god!" the planning minister casually wiped the cold sweat from his head and agreed.

"Who the hell did you call the president?woman?" I don't know who said this, and the noisy conference room suddenly fell silent.

Feng Jue, the president of Fengtian International, is not close to women, and it is a well-known secret in Jiangcheng.

In the conference room, everyone guessed cautiously.

Outside the conference room, Feng Jue stood in front of the floor-to-ceiling window with his mobile phone, he looked at the bustling city, and his deep and cold eyebrows floated a little warm.

As soon as he connected the mobile phone, before Feng Jue could speak, the people over there were already talking excitedly.

"Daddy, guess whose cell phone I'm using to call you?"

Hearing that it was his son's voice, Feng Jue's cold expression softened a little, and he stood lazily and elegantly in front of the window, with a noble and awe-inspiring body.

"Not yours anyway. ”

Daddy's indifference didn't dampen the excitement of the canonization, and if he hadn't had the slightest scruple in his heart, he would have screamed with excitement.

"Daddy, I'm calling you on Mommy's phone!"

Feng Jue paused, slightly stiff.

"Little Sage, don't be kidding!"

"Daddy, I'm not kidding!" seemed to sense Feng Jue's coldness, and Feng Jue became serious, "Daddy, I found Mommy." ”

Feng Jue's breathing suddenly increased, and he wanted to confirm again, but he couldn't say a word.

Daddy suddenly fell silent, and so did the canonization.

He knew that Daddy was incredulous. At first, he, like Daddy, didn't believe Mommy was there.

But it did, he found Mommy.

After being silent for a long time, Feng Sheng said to Feng Jue, "Daddy, I'm at Mommy's house, I'll send the address to your mobile phone in a while, you can decide for yourself whether you want to come or not." ”

After saying that, he hung up the phone.

Feng Jue still maintained his original posture and did not move for a long time.