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Since that conversation. Mo Qian never went home again. An Xiaoxiao has lived a stable life. Send Xiaomu to school every day, and then pick up Xiaomu from school. Life is more comfortable. I don't want to think about it so much. As long as I see Komaki grow up day by day.

Wait until Komaki is full of food and drink. When I was satisfied with my bulging belly. An Xiaoxiao felt that life was still a little interesting. Stretching out his hand to carry Komaki to kindergarten. Unexpectedly, Komaki pushed her away.

"Mom. Komaki grew up. Go on your own. I'm going to be a man in the future. Protect Mom" children's fairy tales make An Xiaoxiao's heart really warm. For the sake of the son. It's all worth it.

Looking at his son's little hand holding himself. If you get divorced, it means that Komaki will lose a beautiful family. Will Komaki still be as happy as he is now?

An Xiaoxiao and Xiaomu waved goodbye. Get ready to go out for a walk. Staying at home every day is also crazy. She should also find her circle of friends. Can't live a man-centric life anymore. I even gave up my studies for a man back then. She had a friend in her life. That's Mao Linlin.

An Xiaoxiao took out her mobile phone and dialed Mao Linlin's mobile phone. The person on the other end of the phone was very connected. But the wheezing sound was coarse. Ann Xiaoxin knows it. This is the family and my husband doing exercise early in the morning.

"Shangguan beauty. Disappeared for a few months. I'm ready to weep for you. Why is it that you are willing to call me when you are resurrected today?" It's just a mouth that doesn't stop. Imagine what happened to her man.

"Mao Linlin. I'll be waiting for you in the old place. See you in an hour. You've done what you need to do. lest your husband murder me one day," An Xiaoxiao quickly hung up the phone. Her husband is notoriously jealous. Even a woman's vinegar is eaten.

Here, An Xiaoxiao went to the place where she and Mao Linlin often watched handsome guys. If there is no Mo Qian. There is no silver red. Maybe life won't change.

Xiao Mu over there also stared at the two grandparents who didn't know each other at all. It's Mo Qian's uncle and Ou Li. Unexpectedly, they were reconciled. But they never met.

"This grandfather. Why do you want to buy delicious food for Komaki? Mom said that you can't just eat other people's things, "Komaki wants to eat the strawberry pie in this grandfather's hand." But I can't help but listen to my mother's words. Mom has been unhappy these days. Can't be provoked anymore. It's a pout.

"Your name is Komaki. That's right. Grandpa is the principal of the kindergarten. In order to praise the well-behaved baby in class. That's the prize. You can order it. "Master Mo still has a set of ways to deal with children. He just likes Xiao Mu's good habit.

Ori also helped on the side. Komaki believed that the grandparents in front of him were kindergarten people. Then it will be all right to eat what is in their hands. Komaki's eyes rolled. The little head melon seed thought about it for a long time, and finally took the strawberry pie from this grandfather's hand and ate it.

"Grandpa. Thank you. "Komaki eats all over his mouth. This grandpa is such a nice guy. Bring yourself a delicious strawberry pie.

The old lady carefully wiped the residue on the corner of her mouth with wet paper. This is probably the first time the old man has served others. But looking at him is a pleasure. Welcome to Jiupin Literature, any search engine search "Jiupin Literature" can quickly enter this site, this site permanently provides free high-quality reading and txt format download services without pop-ups!