"Dad, do you miss me very much?" As soon as he arrived at Shen Mosheng's office, Shen Weilan happily threw herself into his arms like a butterfly.

Shen Mosheng picked her up, kissed her soft cheeks, and smiled gently: "Yes, I want to think about it very much." ”

Shen Weilan was kissed and giggled: "Weilan also misses her father very much, more than her father." ”

"Really?"

"Really, Dad has to believe in Micro Blue."

"Yes, Daddy believes." Shen Mosheng looked at her daughter with a smile, "Can Dad hug Mom now?" ”

"Does Dad miss Mommy?"

"Well, I really want to."

"Okay, then Daddy hug." Shen Weilan was very understanding and agreed.

After receiving her daughter's consent, Shen Mosheng put her down, gently hugged Han Yingying, and whispered in her ear: "Yingying, I miss you." ”

"I miss you too." Han Yingying hugged him back, her heart was sweet.

It's nice to see him like this every day.

"I'm glad you came to see me."

Shen Mosheng chuckled and buried his head in her shoulder socket and breathed in her fragrant fragrance.

"Mom and Dad, how long are you going to hold it, Weilan is hungry." Seeing that her parents had been hugging her for a long time and had no plans to separate, Shen Weilan couldn't help but tilt her head, touch her flat belly, and ask pitifully.

When the two heard this, they quickly separated, looked at their daughter's pitiful appearance, and invariably reached out and touched her little head.

"Can't be hungry for our family's blue light. Let's eat! ”

Shen Weilan suddenly jumped up happily: "Yes, eat, eat, Weilan wants to eat meat." ”

"Okay, Weilan can eat whatever she wants." Shen Mosheng said dotingly, looking like a daughter's biggest appearance.

Han Yingying pulled Shen Weici over, and couldn't help but remind a man who had the potential to become a daughter slave: "You, don't spoil her too much, she will be spoiled." ”

"Microblue is good, it won't break." Shen Mosheng said confidently that he didn't feel that he spoiled his daughter too much.

"Microblue is good, not bad." Shen Weilan grinned, holding her father with one hand and her mother with the other, very happy.

Looking at her daughter's delicate appearance, Han Yingying couldn't help but soften her voice: "Okay, our family's micro blue is not bad, micro blue is the best." ”

"Micro Blue is the best, Mom is the best, Dad is the best, Brother is the best."

Hearing her words, Shen Mosheng and Han Yingying couldn't help but laugh.

Shen Weici's eyes also lit up slightly, obviously happy to be praised.

Along the way, a happy and good-looking family of four attracted everyone to watch and take pictures.

Soon, the family entered a hot pot restaurant, eating hot hot pot, telling jokes from time to time, and the atmosphere was very lively.

It's just that seeing Shen Mosheng pressing the phone down again, Han Yingying couldn't help but ask, "Why don't you answer?" ”

Is there something wrong with him?

"When you eat, you don't talk about business." Shen Mosheng put the boiled meat into the woman's bowl one by one, and said softly, "Weilan, your meat, eat it quickly." ”

"That's not my flesh, my flesh is on my body......" Shen Weilan really said.

Shen Mosheng was amused by her words and couldn't help pinching her little nose.

Shen Weilan wrinkled her nose slightly and continued to eat meat happily.

The mobile phone lit up again, a dark light flashed in Shen Mosheng's eyes, and he hung up calmly, and continued to eat for his wife, son and daughter.

"Shen Mosheng, there must be something wrong with being in such a hurry, you can take it." Han Yingying always felt a little strange.

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