Bo Shiyan's breathing gradually turned from calm to heavy, withdrew his arm, and turned to leave.

Ning Nuannuan looked at the back of the man leaving, and felt more and more inexplicable.

I was eager to punch her in the face just now, why didn't you just turn around and leave without saying anything?

Ning Nuannuan didn't even understand how she provoked this master when she wanted to break her head today?

After going to the bathroom, Ning Nuannuan returned to the dining room, only to find that there was only Leng Jingcheng on the table, and the little guy was not in place.

"What about Ning Xiaoyi?"

"He said he was holding his breath and needed to go to the bathroom."

"I didn't see him on the way back."

Leng Jingcheng was afraid that Ning Nuannuan would be worried, so he took the initiative to say, "Why don't I go to the men's bathroom to find him?" He's still young after all. ”

"No, you don't." Ning Nuannuan took a sip of ice Coke and smiled: "He shouldn't have gone to the bathroom, but went to another place and was afraid that you would worry, so he said the bathroom." Don't look at him, he's only five years old, this guy has more twists and turns in his heart than the average adult."

At the mention of the little guy, Ning Nuannuan couldn't stop the corners of her mouth from rising, and she was slowly proud in her heart.

If the beautiful night six years ago, the sea of fire in the sky was a nightmare, then Ning Xiaoene and Ning Xiaoyi were the light that God gave her to dispel the darkness.

If it weren't for them, maybe she wouldn't have tried her best to escape through the window.

Leng Jingcheng squinted his eyes and asked slowly, "I'm curious, what have you experienced to say something that empathizes with me?" ”

"It's the same as you." Ning Nuannuan curled the corners of her mouth, and her eyes were cold: "It's nothing more than being held to the highest place by the dearest and most loved person, and then pushed into the most endless abyss." ”

Leng Jingcheng guessed that it was one thing, and it was another thing to listen to Ning Nuannuan say it with his own ears.

He looked at Ning Nuan's side face, and only felt that although this woman spoke in an indifferent and detached tone, maybe her past experience might be thousands of times more painful than his own.

Outside the restaurant.

Bo Shiyan's eyes glanced at the position by the window, and saw a man staring at Ning Nuannuan in a daze.

I couldn't hear what these two people were talking about, but Bo Shiyan clearly felt that she had taken off all her defenses in front of that man and showed her most vulnerable side in front of him.

Who is this man?

Why did he let Ning Nuannuan show such a look?

The deep phoenix eyes gradually became gloomy, the lines of the face gradually tightened, and the aura emanating from the body plummeted several degrees.

Bo Shiyan's heart couldn't help but feel irritable, and his slender and almost perfect finger took out a cigarette from the cigarette case, but a crisp child's voice slowly sounded beside him.

"Uncle, I really look like you!"

Bo Shiyan's eyes narrowed, and his gloomy gaze slowly fell on the little guy in front of him.

The little guy in front of him can be described as a pink carving, the bun is blushing, and his big eyes are vivid.

Because the little guy is still young, his facial features have not fully grown, and it doesn't make people feel exactly the same at a glance, but if you look closely, Bo Shiyan can indeed find his shadow on the little guy's face.

However, this similarity is enough to surpass Bo Yufeng and his own.

"Yes."

Bo Shiyan did not deny it, and his brows did not wrinkle.

Like what, Bo Shiyan didn't think that this little guy would be his own child.

He has only been calculated once, and there is only such a only time he has a relationship with a woman, Ning Yunyan has already sent Yufeng Yushan to the Bo family.

If there were other children, he didn't believe that Ning Yunyan would give up such an opportunity.

Bo Shiyan lit a cigarette with a lighter, and scarlet flames jumped at his fingertips.

The little guy frowned slightly: "Uncle, my mommy doesn't like the smell of smoke very much, can you quit smoking for my mommy?" ”

Bo Shiyan couldn't help but tug at the corners of his lips, and glanced at the little guy who was talking to himself: "Why should I quit smoking for your mommy?" ”