"Why?" He didn't expect his son not to come back, and a sense of loss and panic hit him in his heart.

Could it be that he no longer wants himself, but a father?

"Mommy, I still have things to do here, I'll go back with you when I'm done."

He was a small person, and he didn't think of Mommy's idea at all. He just wanted him to be here and get rid of that damn junior.

"What's the matter?"

"Mommy, I can't tell you. I'm done and will definitely go back. ”

He didn't want to say it and make Mommy sad again, he wanted to protect Mommy. He's a man, and he's going to protect Mommy and his sisters and sisters.

My son has always told himself everything, but now he doesn't tell himself, he has his own secrets.

This made her heart even more complicated, and her son didn't tell her little secret after just half a month.

On the other end of the phone, her face was pale, and the corners of her mouth twitched weakly. "Can't you really tell Mommy?"

"Hmm."

"Then when do you ask Mommy to pick you up, are they good to you?"

"Mommy, I miss you, and I miss my sister and sisters. I'll go back, they're good to me. ”

As soon as I heard that he missed his sister and sister, he happened to have a weekend today, and several children heard that it was his brother who gathered around Mommy.

"Fu'er, Mengmeng, Ruo'er, you come to talk to your Mu Sheng." She turned on the phone and put it next to them.

Fu'er picked up the phone and sat in the middle, while Mengmeng and Ruo'er sat next to her.

A few people knew that it was Mu Sheng, and the feelings of the same mother and the same fetus were stronger than those.

"Brother...... Mengmeng misses you so much, when will you come back to play with Mengmeng. Mengmeng cried as soon as she finished speaking, she has always had the best relationship with Mu Sheng.

Even Ruo'er, who is addicted to eating, can't care about the candy next to her, and sits there honestly.

"Brother, Ruo'er misses you too."

Fu'er's hand holding the phone was trembling slightly with excitement. "Brother, is it really you? Is it really you? We miss you so much, have you found your dad? ”

A series of questions from several people, the long-lost warmth made Mu Sheng unable to hold back crying anymore.

He was only a four-year-old child at maturity, and he left home for the first time to go to a distant land. The loneliness in my heart, the longing for home.

I miss my sister and sister, and I miss Mommy. It poured out like a tidal wave. "Mommy, sister, Mengmengruoer, I miss you too. I ......"

Speaking of the back, he wiped his tears, and Mommy told him that a man should shed blood without tears, and he couldn't set a bad example for his sisters and sisters.

Here tell each other about the thick thoughts, endless words.

Cassifil had been waiting outside the door for hours, and he couldn't bear to disturb Mu Sheng as he listened to Mu Sheng's cries inside.

They must have had a lot to say, and it seems to be three or four o'clock in the morning.

He's been answering the phone for hours, and he's sleepy. Slowly slid to the ground and sat down, and fell asleep against the wall.

Early in the morning, the maid saw the young master falling asleep against the door of the young master's room, and gently pushed him. "Young master, young master, wake up. You're going to catch a cold. ”

Cassefil slowly opened his eyes, though it was still pitch black.

"Young Master, why are you sleeping here? I'll help you go back to your room and sleep! ”

"No need." He pushed her away, listening to the sound of no more talking.

Gently opening the door, Mu Sheng slept on chuang like that. The quilt is not covered, and he is still holding his mobile phone in his hand.

When the servant saw it, he quickly pulled over the thin quilt and covered him, and the whole castle here was air-conditioned.

So even if it's hot outside, it's only 20 degrees here, and you still need to cover your stomach. "Little master, why don't you cover the quilt, what if you catch a cold."

"Young Master, your mobile phone." The servant carefully took the phone out of his hand, afraid of waking him up.

Cassifil took his phone and walked out the door.

The servant watched the young master grope his way forward, but did not help. She knew that the arrogant young master didn't let people help her, just looked at the back of the majestic shore.

She sighed deeply and sadly. "Creation makes people."

Cassefil returned to the room, his low cry echoing in his head.

In the end, I simply stopped sleeping, walked to the third floor, and pushed open the door.

Abu stretched out his snow-white fur, and his eyes were bright yellow and blue.

Lying lazily on the Persian stall, even if he was lying lazily like that, his whole body still exuded the breath of a strong man.

It is no longer the size of a cat it used to be, and now it is an extremely aggressive adult tiger.

The snow-white fur on the body is as soft as snowflakes.

Kasifir pushed the door open and entered, feeling Abu's breath. Even if he hadn't seen him for a few years, he still remembered Abu's unique aura.

"Abu."

Abu had slowly opened his eyes while feeling the familiar aura, and the moment he saw the familiar person again.

He ran over excitedly and gave him a bear hug.

Kasifir felt that Abu in his arms was much older, and he could no longer hold it.

Affectionately touching his fur, Abu habitually arched his head over him.

After playing for a while, both of them fell silent, and he touched Abu. "Abu, you've grown up."

"Whew......" Abu kept nodding his head, saying that he missed his master.

Cassefil couldn't understand it, but he could sense what it was thinking.

"Abu, you missed me, didn't you?"

"Whew......"

"I miss Abu too, Abu has grown up."

When Abu heard this, he wagged his tail in treprising spirits.

"Abu, I'm here today to trouble you about something, okay?"

"Whew......" Abu kept nodding, as long as it was something the master said, he could do anything.

A faint smile appeared on Casselfil's handsome face.

"Abu, I have a son who looks exactly like me, would you like to play with him? He must be lonely when he comes to a strange city, would you like to stay with him instead of me? ”

Abu thought for a moment and finally nodded. "Whew......"

Lady Mohammed came to the kitchen early in the morning with her apron on.

The servants were frightened, and they had not seen their wife cook a few meals in the more than ten years they had been working here.

Only when the young master was very young, the lady did it once or twice occasionally.

"Madam, just say what you like to eat, and I'll make it for you right away."

"No need, you're busy with yours, I'll just do it." The kitchen here is a separate European style kitchen and is fully equipped.

There are four refrigerators, all of which are double kaishi refrigerators, everything.

Every day someone brings fresh vegetables here, and the rest of yesterday is sure to be thrown away.

They felt a pity, so they secretly took it out and sold it themselves.

There are only thirty servants in this castle, and there are simply not enough to use up this many. But for the owner's need at any time, there should be something every time, like a small vegetable market.

"Yes, if you have any orders, Madame, just say it."

Mrs. Mohammed opened the refrigerator all, breakfast for the Chinese? What would Mu Sheng like to eat?