Yan Muye almost subconsciously hid the little bun behind him. Then looking at the man with a strong aura in front of him, he was a little afraid in his heart.

The soft light in the RV hit his side face, vaguely outlining the man's tough outline, three-dimensional, and the knife and axe chisel were very delicate, like a God's carving.

"Who are you?"

"What you're talking about, I don't understand."

Leng Fu Xiao and the others couldn't help but wrinkle, and their gloomy eyes were a little more cloudy. As if he was not satisfied with the answer of the person in front of him, the yin owl on his face was almost undisguised.

"Don't understand?"

"You don't know me?"

Leng Fu Xiao gradually approached. Yan Muye's brain was running at high speed, and suddenly he remembered that the person in front of him seemed to look familiar. But I don't know where it's cooked.

Yan Muye thought about it left and right, and subconsciously looked at the sleeping person behind him. When the two faces are so compared, Xiao Baozi is simply a miniature version of him.

"Are you the father of this child?"

"Why take him to such a crowded place? What if you lose your child, there are such irresponsible parents as you in this world. ”

Yan Muye's eyes were mixed with anger, perhaps because the two of them were too loud, and Xiao Baozi actually opened his eyes.

The moment Xiao Baozi saw Leng Fu Xiao, the whole person became smart.

On the one hand, it was because he saw the incomparably real stinky dad, and on the other hand, the stinky dad was all right.

This kind of happiness and excitement is the purest in the child's eyes, and Xiao Baozi subconsciously called him: "Dad." ”

Yan Muye looked at Xiao Baozi, and then looked at the man again, and then confirmed his identity.

"Are you here to pick me up and Xiao Mumu?"

"I want to be with my little Mumu, don't leave her." Xiao Baozi said, and slipped into Yan Muye's arms, looking at Leng Fu Xiao with a pair of eyes, like a thief.

Leng Fu Xiao stretched out his hand, "It's time for you to go home with me." ”

Xiao Baozi shook his head: "I don't want to, I don't want to go home with you, I want to be with my little Mumu." ”

When Xiao Baozi said this, Leng Fu Xiao thought of the woman next to him. Soon it was heard: "Not only will you go home with me, but she will also go home with me." ”

"I can't let my wife and children be left behind, my things can only belong to me alone, understand?"

Leng Fu Xiao's words seemed to have no feelings except for a strong sense of possessiveness. Yan Muye's whole body tensed, and he directly met Leng Fu Xiao's eyes: "I'm not your wife, and I don't understand what you're talking about, since Xiao Baozi is your child, then you go out, I still have a few words to say to Xiao Baozi, and you can take him away after you finish speaking." ”

"Little Mumu." As soon as Xiao Baozi heard that his own Xiao Mumu was going to let someone else take him away, that strong sense of insecurity came to his heart again.

He knew that his little Mumu didn't like children with crying noses, but now, tears couldn't help but get up in his eyes, as if the tears in Xiao Baozi's eyes would flow out in the next second.

Leng Fu Xiao was still standing motionless, he was searching for the memories in his mind, but it was very strange, there was no memory of the woman in front of him, there was no trace of it at all.