Early the next morning, the little milk bag got up early and shouted that she wanted to go to Haizhou Island and see the sea.

So, after a simple breakfast, we set off from the resort and went to the beach.

On the seaside in winter, there are relatively few people, especially in the morning, when you can only see fishermen coming back from afar.

When she came to the beach, the little milk bag was so happy that she threw off her shoes and ran barefoot quickly, shouting as she ran, "The sea, I'm finally here!" ”

Infected by his happy mood, Situ Mo always raised the corners of his mouth, looked at his small figure with warm eyes, and glanced sideways at Gong Zhanchuan, "We should take him out more, you see how happy he is." ”

Gong Zhanchuan took her hand and interlocked her fingers, and looked at the little milk bag with gentle eyes, "This is the first time he has seen the sea, when he was four years old, his aunt once said to take him out to see the sea, and he refused." ”

"Why?"

"Because he said he wanted to watch the sea with Daddy Mommy." Gong Zhanchuan paused and looked at Situ Mo's delicate pink cheeks with burning eyes, and finally, his gaze fell on her smart eyes, locked for a moment.

Situ Mo raised her head to look at him, looking into his bottomless eyes, as deep as the sea, she almost blurted out, why did the little milk bag mommy leave them?

How can you be willing to leave such a lovely child, a child who longs for mother's love so much? How helpless and painful do you have to be to give up?

However, this must not only be the heart disease of the little milk bag, but also the pain of Gong Zhanchuan, right?

It is estimated that even if this wound heals, it will not be able to scab over......

After thinking about it, Situ Mo still swallowed the question that came to his lips, turned around and looked at the little milk bag squatting down and playing happily with the sand, and the happiness on his face was obvious.

Gong Zhanchuan followed her gaze, and a trace of sadness flashed in his eyes, "I do owe him too much, he should have had a happy childhood, but he grew up almost alone." ”

Gong Zhanchuan, who has always been arrogant and cold, had a strong sad aura on his body at this time, and when he caught a glimpse of the suppressed sourness in his eyes, Situ Mo's heart felt as if it had been pricked by a needle.

Standing on tiptoe, Situ Mo landed Wen on his clear and beautiful eyes, and raised his hand to sweep his long and thick eyelashes, "It's all over, Rui Rui doesn't blame you, in the future, it will be fine, okay?" ”

Holding her hand, Gong Zhanchuan sighed slightly, "Mo'er...... Do you know the feeling of missing a person and feeling pain in your bone marrow? ”

Situ Mo subconsciously shook her head, when filming on the set, she would miss him, but she didn't seem to feel so strongly.

When she thought of him, her heart was full of sweetness and warmth, and there was no pain.

Gong Zhanchuan leaned over and hugged her tightly, as if he was afraid that he would let her run away once he let go, he looked at the soft sand under his feet, and said in a daze, "Mo'er, I miss you." ”

His voice was thick and low sadness, and the sadness emanating from his body was mixed with a sadness, as if the sunlight in the sky could not dissipate this sadness.

Situ Mo felt inexplicable pain in her heart, even if she covered it hard, she still had that cold pain to her bones, she put her hands on Gong Zhanchuan's waist and hugged him tightly.

"I'm here......" Situ Mo patted him on the back and put his hands around his neck, touching his forehead.

I don't know what's going on, inexplicably, the corners of her eyes are so sour that she wants to cry, she stands on tiptoe and says softly, "I'm so sad too......"

Gong Zhanchuan let go of her, his evil eyes stared at her eyes fixedly, only to know that his sadness had infected her, and raised his hand and nodded the tip of her nose, "Silly girl, you should be happy when you come out to play, shouldn't you?" ”

Situ Mo nodded, "So don't be unhappy, because I'll be sad too." ”

"Okay."

At this time, the little milk bag ran over from the other side, because of running, there were two blush on his pink face, which was very cute, and he gasped and shouted while running, "Daddy, Mommy, I drew a picture, come and see!" ”

Situ Mo squatted down and opened his arms to take him into his arms, "What's the picture, so happy?" ”

"You'll find out when you come and see!" The little milk bag took Daddy with one hand, took her hand with the other hand and walked forward, dancing and shaking her little hand, "You have to remember to praise me!" ”

Uh, is there anyone who asks for praise like that? Sure enough, if there is a father, there must be a son, and his face is not ordinarily thick.

But don't say it, Situ Mo has to admit that Xiao Nanbao is a genius, not only has a superior IQ at a young age, but he can even do a delicate job like art.

He went to the other side to find a branch, and gestured on the soft sand, and soon a painting came out.

In the "painting", it is naturally their family of three, Xiao Nibao and Situ Mo are sitting on the swing and laughing, while Gong Zhanchuan is pushing the swing in the back.

Even the villa's various flowers have been painted by him, even if it is "painting" on the sand, the little milk bag depicts this artistic conception extremely warmly.

"Well, Rui Rui is awesome!" Situ Mo gave a thumbs up in appreciation, she drew a heart with a branch in the middle, stood up straight, and the corners of her mouth curved into a beautiful arc.

Her smile was as refreshing as a warm breeze, Gong Zhanchuan sat down on the side, looking at the mother and son in front of him, and his eyes were unconsciously dyed with a warm smile.

Situ Mo simply took off his shoes and socks, stepped on the soft sand with his bare feet, and even felt that this kind of touch was very comfortable, and he piled up the sand with the little milk bag with great interest.

"Mommy, you don't pile it up like this, you have to be like me to be able to pile it up beautifully, and you can pile it high......" The little milk bag guided Situ Mo in a childish voice while holding the sand.

Situ Mo looked at his serious and cute little face with a smile, because he had been playing all morning, his forehead was oozing with beads of sweat, and his face was red, which was very cute.

"Okay, Mommy is too stupid, so Mr. Gong, you have to be patient and teach me."

"Mommy won't be stupid, my mommy is the best and smartest mommy in the world......" The little milk bag emphasized earnestly while piling up the sand.

Seeing this, Situ Mo put his hands on his knees, tilted his head to look at this children's version of Gong Zhanchuan, and blurted out unconsciously, "Hmm...... My son is so handsome! ”

Xiao Milk Bao didn't seem to expect her to praise so bluntly, and suddenly her little face raised a touch of shyness, "Mommy, I'll be shy if you praise me like this." ”

"In that case, your skin is not as thick as your father's, and if you want to make persistent efforts to catch up with him, you don't know what shyness is." Situ Mo smiled, squinted at Gong Zhanchuan on the side, and complained.