Leng Mingxian walked up the stairs step by step, as if he was called by something, walked to the door of his room, stretched out his hand, a strange thought flashed in his mind, the door opened, and he saw a crying face. . c o m

"Leng Mingxian, have you ever loved me?"

His hand retracted, shook his head, nervous, his fist clenched and released, and then quickly pushed the door open, and a gust of wind blew in his face.

The floor-to-ceiling windows were open, the snow-white curtains were swaying in the wind, and there was a photo frame hanging on the dresser, which was the wedding photo that Han Xiurui had shown him, with a strong happiness on his face, looking affectionately at the shy bride in his arms.

He couldn't help but be drawn to the past, was that him, could he smile so brightly?

"Sister-in-law Xu, you don't need to help, I've already helped Jiacheng take a bath." A gentle voice came from the bathroom, "You go and watch Jiale, this kid has been getting naughty lately." ”

"Mom, hug!"

"I really can't help you, I'm still coquettish when you're so old."

The bathroom door opened, Leng Mingxian looked back, the woman holding the boy met his eyes in shock, screamed loudly, the child in his hand slipped off, he ran over and hugged the child.

"Daddy!" Jiacheng cheered, hugging his neck and refusing to let go, "Daddy is back, Daddy is back." ”

Wu Yue looked at the man in front of her in disbelief, it was still daytime, she didn't dream!

"I'm back." Seeing her tears uncontrollably falling, Leng Mingxian reached out and hugged her into his arms, "I'm back." ”

A warm body, a familiar voice, this is not a dream, he stands alive in front of his eyes.

Wu Yue couldn't control his emotions anymore, he cried loudly, hugged his body tightly, and turned his thoughts for more than two years into tears, crying happily and venting.

"Mom, I'm being crushed by you."

The Wu family at night is particularly lively, and everyone who should come is here.

Leng Mingxian was surrounded by three children, and Linda said, "I'm my sister, and my dad is mine." ”

Jia Lok said: "We are the younger brothers, and the father is ours. Together with Jiacheng, he hugged his father with four hands.

Wu Qianqian, who was more than seven months pregnant, pursed her lips with disdain, took a piece of orange from her husband who was not leaving her side and stuffed it in her mouth, "Yue'er, your husband was snatched away by your daughter and son." ”

"You pay attention to prenatal education." Jian Hongyu immediately stuffed another slice of orange into her mouth, "This is an act of sowing discord." ”

Wu Yue smiled helplessly, these two people have been married for so many years, and they are still like this.

"Brother Feng Yu, why didn't Ye Luo come?" Dragged the man who wanted to slip away and began to torture.

Feng Yu wrinkled his handsome face and replied pitifully, "She took her sons back to the old mansion." ”

"Brother Yuspi, where did you offend her?" Wu Qianqian stabbed him in the chest, with a good expression of the two brothers.

"Jian Hongyu, take care of your family's money jar, your belly is so big, and you still look nosy." Feng Yu couldn't say that Wu Qianqian, so he had to find Jian Hongyu to go out, and took advantage of Jian Hongyu to hold his wife's arm and run in the direction of Leng Mingxian.

"Uncle." The three children shouted in unison.

"You're a teacher, you're a referee, who is Dad?" The person who is an older sister has no intention of giving up his father to his younger brother at all.