The man was already cold, and his gaze was even colder as if someone owed him money. As soon as Wen Wen sat down, he raised his head when he heard the sound, and the moment he touched his gaze, he was suddenly startled, his face turned red, and he waved his hand and said urgently: "No, no, I didn't let him call him that, yes...... "It's your son who is relying on me, and he has to call me Mommy!"

Mr. Zhan, I'm tired too, okay? Please don't look at me like that...... I'm scared. Warm and messy with her brain, but she never dared to say it, I don't know why, every time I face this man, I always feel an inexplicable pressure, obviously she has been in contact with many big names abroad in recent years, but she has never been like this, it's strange.

It's helpless, it's because this man's aura is too strong. Although the warm words were not finished, the battle Jiutian had already guessed what she wanted to say.

He didn't continue to worry about why his son called her Mommy, but he was a little surprised in his heart, how could his son, who had always been above the top, pestering the little woman in front of him and calling Mommy all the time?

What kind of magic is she? This dinner, Zhan Jiutian and Zhan Zixuan were both very satisfied, almost the most satisfying in the past two years.

After the meal, Wen Wen cleaned up the tableware, and Zhan Jiutian and the two little cute babies moved to the living room. The TV was on, and Zhan Jiutian sat on the sofa and looked down at his phone, not knowing what he was doing.

He seems to have a strong aura, with him, the two little cute babies are much quieter, sitting next to him and watching TV obediently, occasionally secretly looking up at him.

When Warmth came out with the fruit bowl, I saw such a quiet and magical picture. Compare the picture of the two children eager to fight when they were taking their children, and they were speechless and asked the sky.

"Xuanxuan, Xinxin, eat fruit." Wen Wen smiled and placed the fruit plate on the coffee table. Zhan Jiutian heard the sound and raised his head.

The woman is still wearing an apron, and her long straight hair is tied with a ball at random, looking very young, not at all like the mother of a five-year-old child.

Especially when she smiles slightly, she is very gentle, giving people a warm feeling of home. It's really her name.

Zhan Jiutian looked at it and was a little stunned. As soon as Wen Wen looked up, he found that the man opposite was staring at him, and he couldn't help but blush slightly, and looked away and stood up.

"Mr. Zhan, please eat fruit." She said deliberately loudly, interrupting the man's gaze. Hmph, he doesn't eat, what does he do to stare at himself like that!

Warmth really wants to gouge out his eyes! Let him dare to stare at himself so nakedly! Zhan Jiutian didn't know that he was mistaken for a pervert, looked down at the watch on his wrist, stood up, and said seriously: "Thank you." Leave. He always seemed to speak so concisely and coldly, but it was easy to understand what he meant.

Wen Wen glanced at the clock on the wall, turned around and said, "Don't send it." "It's really not early, he still has to take Xuan Xuan back to rest early."

Zhan Jiutian looked at Zhan Zixuan, his lips opened lightly, and he spit out one word: "Go." ”

"Oh." Zhan Zixuan lowered his ears, responded lightly, jumped off the sofa, walked behind him, and quietly looked back at the warmth.

He didn't want to go back to that cold home, he didn't want to go back to that room that was too big to have a trace of popularity, he wanted to stay, he wanted to ......

"Daddy, I want to sleep with Mommy......" Zhan Zixuan couldn't help but say his truest thoughts in his heart.

He hasn't had a mommy since he was a child, so he really wants a mommy. Zhan Jiutian was stunned for a moment, looked down, and saw that his face showed unprecedented attachment, and his eyes couldn't help but become complicated.

He subconsciously glanced at Warmth, but saw her holding Warmth's hand...... Suddenly, his eyes sank.

"She's not your mommy." She's someone else's mommy. Zhan Jiutian looked away, and said in a cold voice as he strode out,

"Go home." His words were holy decrees, and no one had ever dared to disobey them, including Zhan Zixuan. Seeing Zhan Zixuan lowering his head and looking like he wanted to cry without tears and had no love, he said softly: "Xuan Xuan, go home with Daddy, Auntie will make you something to eat tomorrow morning." ”