Chapter 1260: Very aggrieved

What if you have it? Just like Professor Tong --

Cui'er leaned on the window, a pair of old hands that did not match the girl, resting on a dilapidated aluminum alloy window in the slum of College Road, her index finger tapping on the aging blue glass boringly.

It's cold! It's cold until Cui'er's lost girl's heart, and her heart is cold......

Cui'er smiled bitterly, maybe people are warm and cold, just like the change of seasons, it is normal to be hot in summer and cold in winter.

Those who should leave, let go, and those who should come, will they come?

It's okay to fall out of love, right? My last man has already gone, so now that fool doesn't dare to confess, this is equivalent to my own mood, I really don't know how to be good, I feel that I have a heart that has nowhere to put it, and my youth has nowhere to spend it.

Hoping to find a place to stay, hoping to find a point of support, the little nanny leaned on the window and gradually lowered her head.

Cui'er leaned on the window, slowly raised her extra hand, touched it, tears in the corners of her eyes, and then raised her head suddenly, sighed deeply, and showed a standard smile, a smile on her face, looking at the city center in the distance, and then waved her hand towards the city center.

Cui'er said loudly: "Goodbye to the city center, goodbye to the people of the past, goodbye to the past! For your good, baby, how are you?!When she said this, the little nanny's voice suddenly changed, and suddenly became a little excited, but the little nanny just smiled, slowly closed the window, shivered, and then lowered the curtains, walked back to the room, and walked to Belle's side, today's Belle is so well-behaved.

Cui'er squatted down slowly, with a smile on her face, looking at the child in the stroller, that Belle took advantage of her smile and croaked, however, this little nanny, squatting, looked at this well-behaved child, and then today is really very well-behaved.

Cui'er looked at this child seriously, this child really has a beautiful face, a child, also has a very beautiful smile, has a very beautiful smile.

Cui'er thought that if her children could be so beautiful...... But if it's a baby's child, can it be pretty? It depends on the baby's appearance...... No, no, no, how can you dislike someone else's appearance? If you love someone, you will never care about the other person's appearance.

"Agu ......"

Belle kept screaming and laughing, today this child really doesn't know what's wrong, this child feels like something is wrong when he is well-behaved, and when this child keeps crying, he thinks it's quite normal.

The little nanny smiled bitterly, shook her head, and gently shook the little baby's hand, oh my God! Why is this hand so fleshy, I really want to kiss it, but when the little nanny gently squeezes Belle's hand, it feels like tofu, and it is about to break.

Cui'er immediately gently let go of Belle's hand, and then Trilla lowered her head and kissed Belle lightly on the face. Then he looked at Belle so powerful, so dear, and so intimately, and then said with a smile: "Little baby, what do you think of Aunt Cui'er?"

Auntie? Cui'er smiled bitterly, that's right, it's Auntie, don't, let's call it sister.

"Belle, do you think my sister is pretty? Of course, I asked you about this topic almost the same as not asking, sister, of course she is not pretty, my sister is not as beautiful as you. If my sister had you and you were beautiful, my sister wouldn't be here to take you!Maybe my sister is a star, maybe my sister will go somewhere else to be the front desk, and it's not necessarily-"

Cui'er always felt that her career was completely determined by her appearance, but not all, maybe mainly by her IQ.

"But baby, my sister told you that my sister fell in love with a man, and this man also looked the same as my sister, and he didn't look very good, but my sister didn't care at all, because my sister felt that people couldn't look at their appearance, although the baby was not very good-looking, but the baby worked hard. But when I was busy with work, I didn't think it was the same thing, because the baby didn't think of me at all, and he didn't think of the country days I spent with him. Of course—"

When Cui'er said this, she stopped her voice again, because she found that the child did not understand what she was talking about. Because when a child is talking about it, when he is depressed, when he is talking about pain, or when he is happy, this child has only one expression, that is, he keeps smiling, as if he has eaten honey.

It's like I can't stop laughing.

This child's smile is really too much like a person, really too much like Tong Youfeng's smile.

That's right! Tong Youfeng seems to have said last time that he wanted Belle to go back to recognize his ancestors and return to his ancestors, but Tong Youfeng didn't react for so long, it's good that this matter stops, then Tong Yue won't have to work hard, and Tong Youfeng won't have more trouble.

I hope that man has a conscience and likes this man and knows that he should not fight for children with his hard-working ex-wife. Because this child did not come easily.

Cui'er was talking to this child at home, and when she saw this child like this, she was thinking about some things on her mind. I don't know how to do it? That is, after a few years, that is, it has risen to a little bit, and I have become so thoughtful, and I have become so thoughtful.

How innocent it used to be!

In the past, I just needed to cook, wash the dishes, sweep the floor, wipe the table, and do those jobs, just serve the middle family to eat, drink, and lazar.

But the Cha River basin I encountered before has become different, and life has become expectant and anxious, until now I feel full of anxiety.

I don't know who gave it to me. But Cui'er thought about it, it should be that baby. Because the baby never seems to have reassured himself.

When Cui'er and Belle were chatting, when Cui'er was taking care of the children in this house, when Cui'er was guarding everyone in the family, and when Cui'er was taking care of this home, Tong Yue and her son Ouyang Zhiying walked in the direction of the city center.

However, he was also driving a car and walking in the front, but he didn't know that he was still following behind, in fact, Ouyang Zhiying was riding a bicycle, and he couldn't keep up at all, the four-limbed wheel.

Think about it, how can two wheels catch up with the wheels of four limbs?

Impossible!

Tong Yue didn't know that someone was following behind.

Tong Yue just drove vigorously to Zhuo's house, this woman, she wants to apologize to Zhuo Zhi personally, no, no! Maybe she wants to explain to Zhuo Zhi.

Tong Yue drove the car steadily, this woman is also calm enough, although she encountered this kind of thing, although her son hit someone else's daughter, to be specific, her son was the victim. Although she suffered this kind of loss and suffered this kind of grievance, this girl is still a little more stable and calm, this woman is very rational and very strong.

The woman drove the car into the villa. Zhuo's villa is not easy to drive, turn into the garage and turn a corner, but also turn the steering wheel, this woman is comfortable driving into the garage, and then turn the car back, this woman is very thoughtful about the problem, consider the problem more practical.

I thought that when I was waiting to leave, I could just drive the car out. The woman was thinking too far ahead.

Tong Yue got out of the car slowly, walked to the garage unhurriedly, and strode towards the Zhuo family villa. This woman is not a very slender woman, this woman has some thickness at the waist, this woman is not very old, she is in her twenties, but this woman looks like a middle-aged woman.

How can this mother of three children not look like a middle-aged woman?

It's just that this woman doesn't know how to dress up too much, and she doesn't like to dress up too much, and the clothes she wears are all the clothes worn by those women, and they are the cheapest clothes on the market.

This girl doesn't like to dress up either, and she doesn't hesitate to dress up, because this woman feels that dressing up is a difficult thing for her, and she doesn't understand it at all.

I don't understand at all, I'm not good at all, I'm just a professor, just a teacher in the construction industry, just this one in the construction industry-

"Ding Dong!"

When Tong Yue walked to the door of Zhuo's villa, he raised his hand and rang the doorbell, and then the doorbell rang for a long time, and he pressed it again and again, but still no one came to open the door.

What the hell is going on? What's going on? Hasn't the old president come back from the hospital yet? No, he was so fierce just now, there should be no problem, and he should just take some medicine and get an injection for a heart attack or cardiovascular and cerebrovascular disease like him.

It's impossible that you haven't come back yet, how can you use your home phone to make a call to yourself if you haven't come back?

The woman smiled bitterly, maybe she was thinking too much, people want to find their own trouble, and they are still thinking about other people's conditions, is it really too kind? If this is the case, then do you have to think about whether you are doing things right?

This woman thinks really well, human nature is like this, who can change it.

Tong Yue didn't know how long to wait, anyway, the doorbell rang again and again, this girl was still outside the door, sure enough, after about half an hour, someone opened the door, and the person who opened the door was not someone else, but the old president. The old president was on crutches.

When I saw the woman Tong Yue appear at the door, she didn't seem to be happy at all, her face was angry, and she wanted to raise this crutch and hit it with a cane, but this Zhuozhi seemed to hold back, and always sighed, this sigh was so painful, and this Zhuozhi also looked aggrieved.

Zhuozhi turned around like this, without saying a word, and returned to the sofa in a huff, and sat down on the sofa.