Then he said to his son: "Aachen, is this the uncle you said?" ”

"That's right!" Meng Yachen's face was still puffed up, and he said: "Mother, ignore him, he actually made a frivolous move, I am very disappointed." ”

Meng Chenyi ignored the words of the mother and son, but took out a handkerchief from his arms and wrapped her injured fingers.

"Ahem......" Mu Tingya faked a cough in embarrassment, withdrew her hand, and showed an embarrassed smile: "Thank you." ”

His aura was so strong that she subconsciously wanted to escape.

So, after Mu Tingya thanked her, she said: "Aachen, my mother has important things to do, you can play with your uncle!" ”

As he spoke, he ran away.

It's just that before he could lift his foot, someone grabbed his arm.

"Don't know me?" He asked in a non-startling voice.

Mu Tingya lowered her head, took a deep breath, then adjusted her state, raised her head, looked at Meng Chenyi, and said in the same calm voice: "This son, please respect yourself." ”

Although her face was not shocked, God knows, a thin layer of sweat had broken out of her palms, and her heart seemed to be about to jump out of her chest.

Meng Chenyi was almost angry with this little woman, and he said, "Your son's name is Aachen?" ”

“…… Be. "He already knows everything, so there's no need to hide it.

"Coincidentally, my son's name is also Aachen." Meng Chenyi said.

"There are many people with the same name and surname in the world, and this is nothing." Mu Tingya said lightly: "It can only be said that the son of the son is so blessed and has a good name." ”

"Naturally, my son is a treasure like no other in the world." Meng Chenyi said.

Meng Yachen, who was silent on the side, didn't know if he was addicted to acting or what, but he exclaimed: "What? Uncle, you actually have a son? ”

The corners of Meng Chenyi's mouth twitched slightly.

This kid, are you fascinated by acting?

"Yes." He nodded, cooperating with his son.

"Then you're still chasing my mother?" Meng Yachen was injured.

"My lady ran away with the ball and took my son away." Meng Chenyi stared at Mu Tingya's little face and said lightly.

"What?" Meng Yachen exclaimed again.

He said, "Uncle, your situation. How is it so similar to my mother's situation? ”

"Oh?" Meng Chenyi answered, seemingly curious about this.

"My mother also ran with the ball, and then I had ......"

"That's enough." is as smart as Mu Tingya, how can she not see that these two are just acting.

Her eyes narrowed slightly. Looking down at a small one, "When did you know?" ”

"What?" Meng Yachen pretended not to understand.

"Play for the old lady, continue to act." Meng Chenyi forcefully withdrew his arm.

Meng Chenyi didn't restrain her anymore, but let go.

Mu Tingya lowered her body and looked at Meng Yachen at eye level. His eyes were silently accusing him.

Silently reprimanding his mother was the most severe, Meng Yachen lowered his head weakly, saying that he knew he was wrong.

Mu Tingya sighed helplessly.

It's already happened, what else can she do?

Besides, can't she not let their father and son recognize each other?

Although there is a conflict between her and Meng Chenyi, she still hopes that her son can get his father's love.

Obviously, the big and the small ones have not known how many times they have met.

Mu Tingya is an open-minded person, and her self-enlightenment ability is not bad, so she accepted this emergency.

She straightened up and looked at the father and son. Slowly, he said, "Let's make a formal introduction!" His name is Meng Chenyi, your father. His name is Mu Yachen, your son. ”

She introduced them to the two.

"Mother, I like Daddy." Meng Achen said happily.

"Gave birth to a good son." Meng Chenyi looked at her intently and spoke.

"No thanks, and half of your credit." After saying this, Mu Tingya couldn't wait to bite off her tongue.

Oh, my God!

What nonsense did she say?

Knowing that she had said something she shouldn't have said, her cheeks turned crimson.

Meng Chenyi chuckled, "Do you remember? As I said earlier, our children. Will be the best kid. ”

He reached out and stroked her long, silky hair.

In her hair, she is only tied by a wood-carved plum hairpin.

Seeing the plum hairpin, he was in a surprisingly good mood.

This plum hairpin. It was the first one he carved with his own hands.

Unexpectedly, she wore it all the time.

Does this prove that she has never forgotten herself?

Thinking of this, Meng Chenyi felt a warm current in his heart.

"Don't move your hands and feet." She slapped his hand away with an unnatural look.

"Xiaoya, I miss you." Hands removed from her hair, the next second. He stretched out his hands and took her directly into his arms, holding her very tightly.

Feeling the embrace that was familiar in the past, but somewhat unfamiliar to now, Mu Tingya was stunned on the spot.

The smell of his body has not changed as it did seven years ago.

It's just that there is more masculinity of a mature man.

The smell of his body also made her feel more secure.

Her mind turned a thousand times, and for countless nights, she was thinking about his arms.

Now, he is really held in his arms.

When she realized that she was being held in his arms, she wanted to struggle, but ......

In the end, she did not resist, but rubbed almost greedily in his arms, feeling the warmth and truth from him.

Meng Yachen on the side covered his mouth and snickered at this time, and retreated.

Before leaving, he didn't forget to gesture to the golden heron and asked her to step back.

In the courtyard, under the tree, only the two people who hugged remained.

The woman in her arms did not struggle, and a burst of ecstasy flashed in Meng Chenyi's heart.

After hugging for a long time, neither of them spoke.

The first to break this warmth and tranquility was Meng Chenyi, who said, "Xiaoya, I'm ...... Looked for ...... You're seven years. ”

His voice choked up several times.

"It's not too late, I've found you just as you're about to spend your time." As he spoke, the corners of his eyes were moist, and the bottom of his eyes was full of affection.

"What are you doing with me?" Mu Tingya's mood was also very excited, she hid in his arms and cried in a low voice, as if she wanted to cry out all the feelings she had missed in the past seven years.

Hearing him say so sad, she couldn't hold back her feelings and began to cry.

"Xiaoya, don't cry." He coaxed softly, as he had done seven years ago, and spoiled her to the bone.

"Meng Chenyi, you bastard, my mother's youth has been ruined by you." As she spoke, Mu Tingya cried and raised her fist in his arms and beckoned to his chest.

She messed around.

There was a muffled thump in his mouth, and his brow furrowed unexpectedly.

"What's wrong?" She was born in special forces, and her hearing was excellent, so she looked up and asked him.

A smile overflowed on his lips, the affection in his eyes was thick, as if he wanted to drown her, he said: "It's okay, Xiaoya is not angry, just fight, fight for her husband." ”

(To be continued.) )