Tossing for half a night, finally settling down the crying little girl, Pei Tianmo rubbed his temples and collapsed on the sofa exhausted. Pen? Interesting? Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 ｉｎfo

Turning his head to look at the sleeping little girl next to her, there were tears on her face, but a satisfied smile appeared on the corner of her mouth.

Sighing lightly, he reached over the blanket beside him to cover her, and there was a tenderness in his eyes that he hadn't even noticed.

Stood up and walked to the floor-to-ceiling window, opened the curtains, looked at the white belly of the fish exposed in the east, and muttered, "It's another day!" ”

"Uncle, I want to eat eggs......"

Before Song Banxia entered the door, he heard a familiar immature shout from a distance, and the corners of his mouth twitched violently unconsciously.

Subconsciously glanced back at the person behind her, took in the surprise in her eyes, and couldn't help but shake her head and sigh lightly.

Maybe she felt something, Zhao Yuqian took a deep breath, and asked cautiously in a tentative tone, "...... that kid?"

"You can ask him this question directly!"

Song Banxia always had a cold tone, dropped a sentence, didn't look at her, stretched out his hand and pushed the door directly.

For this woman carefully selected by Mr. Pei, I can't say that I hate it, but I can't talk about liking it either, and it's completely businesslike.

Perhaps his tone was too cold, Zhao Yuqian bit her lip, took a deep breath, and raised her legs to keep up with him.

The first time she saw the man, she fell hopelessly in love with him, and the reason why she worked so hard was to match his height.

Even if he never wanted to look at her more, he had no regrets, and willingly lowered his body and looked up at him.

As soon as Song Banxia entered the door, he saw a scene that shocked him, Pei Tianmo, the god-like man, was actually cooking.

And that's not all, the most important thing is that there is a finger-pointing and impatient milk doll next to it.

"I must have opened the door the wrong way!" Song Banxia muttered, made a childish movement, and reached out to rub his eyes.

When I opened my eyes again, everything in front of me hadn't changed, the little girl who pointed fingers, and the man who was skilled in frying eggs......

"Uncle Song, what are you doing?" With a crisp voice, it was obvious that Xiao Liancheng had already discovered Song Banxia with the pestle at the door.

When he saw Zhao Yuqian, who had obviously been carefully dressed up behind him, with a surprised face, her little face pulled down, and she snorted dissatisfiedly.

Pei Qianmo had already fried the eggs and skillfully plated them, and when he saw the little girl with bare feet, his brows furrowed tightly.

Stretching out a hand, he skillfully carried her to the chair, and without waiting for her to speak, he pushed the breakfast down in front of her, "Eat breakfast!" ”

Seeing that the little girl began to bow her head and feast, Pei Tianmo looked up at Song Banxia.

When he saw Zhao Yuqian, his brows furrowed invisibly, and he snorted coldly with displeasure, "Don't bring people by the way in the future!" ”

"I, it's ......" Song Banxia said that he was very innocent, but before he could explain, Pei Tianmo's mobile phone rang.

Looking at the familiar caller ID, a sneer crossed the corner of Bo Liang's lips, but he still pressed the answer button.

"Today is the birthday of the old man, I'll be late, you take Yuqian over first......"

Listening to the familiar old voice, the corners of Pei Tianmo's lips raised a touch of sarcasm, and his eyes were dark, "Hehe! ”

Hearing his sneer, the old man Pei on the other side was a little anxious, "Mo'er, Yuqian is a good girl, and she ...... you too."

"Really?" Pei Tianmo sneered, turned his head to look at the woman not far away, and the smile on the corner of his lips slowly became evil.

"It's good indeed, and if you really like it, I don't mind calling her grandma!"

"Smack!" The handbag in Zhao Yuqian's hand fell to the ground, tears fell big and big, turned around, and ran out in embarrassment.

Looking at her figure, Song Banxia couldn't help but sigh lightly, "Mo, your words are a little too much!" ”

Hearing the ring, Old Man Pei's anxious inquiry came from the phone, "What's going on, is Yuqian also with you?" ”

Pei Tianmo sneered, playing with Liancheng's hair with one hand, and her face was expressionless, "She seems to be crying with joy!" ”

"Pei Tianmo, can't you see Yu Qian's feelings for you, do you have a ......heart for this bastard?"

"Heart?" Pei Tianmo was stunned for a moment, stretched out his hand and gently covered the position of his heart, with a distressing tenderness in his eyes.

"I used to have one, but now I'm dead!" After saying this, he reached out and hung up the phone without hesitation.

There was a slimy little hand on his face, and his immature voice echoed in his ears, "Uncle, don't cry, I will protect you in the future!" ”

His body stiffened, Pei Tianmo lowered his head, looked at the serious little face, and the softest place in his heart was poked fiercely.

He vaguely remembered that there was once such a person who also said the same thing, but that person, she was no longer there.

"Uncle, why are you crying, is someone bullying you, I'll help you teach him a lesson!"

"Uncle, don't cry, Ge Ge said, men don't flick when they have tears."

Not far away, Song Banxia was not only shocked, but more helpless, looking at the big and small, sighed lightly, and quietly retreated.

I saw Zhao Yuqian waiting outside from a distance, and couldn't help but be stunned for a moment, but I didn't expect her to leave.

Hearing the footsteps, Zhao Yuqian adjusted her mood and turned around, and asked cautiously, "That, I want to ask, what kind of person does Qian Mo like?" ”

Maybe it was because of sympathy, maybe it was because of something else, in the face of the sincerity in her eyes, Song Banxia shook his head, "That's a scoundrel!" ”

Maybe I didn't expect him to say this, Zhao Yuqian was stunned for a moment, then showed a relieved smile, cheered himself up.

"No matter what kind of person she is, I won't give up easily!"

Song Banxia looked at her, but didn't say anything, and walked straight to his car, "Where are you going now, go home or ......"

"Please send me to Hua's house!" Zhao Yuqian smiled and spoke, no matter what happened, she would never give up.

"Flowers?" Song Banxia glanced back at the living room, will that guy go, after all......

As if remembering something, he sighed lightly and shook his head, there are some things, let him decide for himself, he is just an outsider.

At Shangjing International Airport, a thin person, wearing a bun, wearing a monk's robe, and dressed strangely attracted everyone's attention.

What attracted more attention than her was the exquisitely carved and beautiful little boy she was holding in her hand.

The little boy was dragged away with an indifferent face from beginning to end, completely unwilling.

Such a strange pair will attract attention wherever it is placed, and some people even suspect that the little Taoist priest is a human trafficker.

Hearing the whispers around him, some people even took out their mobile phones and prepared to call the police, and the little Taoist priest glanced at the little boy a little speechlessly.

said in a consultative tone, "Brother Seven, can we not be so cool, you are like this, the master is also very helpless, okay?" ”