Of course, he didn't come alone.

Fu Mochuan sent An Qing to the hotel, and as soon as the car stopped, Wan'er rushed towards her, and couldn't wait to shout: "Mommy." ”

Fu Mochuan also got out of the carriage, the street lamp reflected the shadows of the trees faintly, and his dark gaze on Shang Jin Feng in the night, separated by a distance, the two faced each other for a few seconds, and the corners of his lips hooked up a touch of evil.

Hehe, this guy is really ghostly, it's only been a few days, and I'm thinking about his wife again.

"Mommy, why haven't you come back, Brother Wan'er and Brother William miss you so much, and Daddy, he also misses Mommy very much." The children have entered the mode of broken thoughts, and they have a small mouth, eager to make up for all the words they have pulled down these days.

An Qing looked up behind her, and Lang Cheng looked at her with dark eyes, but he didn't pounce like Wan'er.

There were really a lot of people coming this time, and Paul also got out of the car and greeted her with a smile: "Hello, what's going on, I haven't seen you for a few days, you've become pretty again." ”

She smiled, picked up Wan'er and walked towards them, Fu Mochuan also followed, and took the initiative to take Wan'er from her hand, so she went over to take Langcheng's little hand.

"Why did you come here all of a sudden?" She turned her head to look at Jin Feng: "I'm planning to go back in a few days." ”

"Wan'er was clamoring for Mommy, so I had to bring her over to find her."

There is nothing wrong with this sentence, but it sounds weird, An Qing didn't care, Fu Mochuan's eyes narrowed.

Although he was very willing to do his landlord's friendship, but Jin Feng obviously did not appreciate it, and took a large family to live in the hotel, he was obviously prepared, and the entire hotel was chartered in advance, when the large and small groups walked in, the waiters were quite curious, but under the boss's gag order, they cleverly kept silent.

At night, An Qing naturally lived in a room with Guan Er, Fu Mochuan took him to live in the next room regardless of whether Lang Cheng wanted it or not, and Jin Feng lived opposite the two.

"Didn't Grandma come with you this time?"

An Qing was a little puzzled, how could An Xin rest assured that Jin Feng would bring her two children to her alone.

"Grandma has to take care of my little uncle, my little uncle is so pitiful, no one cares about him, and I don't take him anywhere to play."

An Qing was speechless, and when she heard someone knocking on the door, she opened the door and looked at Jin Feng outside the door.

"I'm not welcome in?"

The other person raised an eyebrow and looked at her, she smiled, stepped back and let him in.

"Daddy."

Wan Er screamed sweetly, he went over and rubbed her little brain melon seeds, waited for her to run to the side to play, turned his head to look at An Qing and said, "This is the life you like?" ”

An Qing pursed her lips, guessing that he might have seen her news.

"How do you think this life is different from my detention of you?" Sure enough, Jin Feng stared at her and said: "All private life is exposed under the public's nose, and someone is watching you when you eat and sleep, this is called freedom?" You have to hide even when you go out, how much property is worth being scolded like that? And that man, at this time he was still busy spreading scandals with other women and committing suicide? If only I would send her to the western heavens! ”

“……”

Looking at the anger surging in his eyes, An Qing lowered her eyes, what Jin Feng said was right, it's just that the two have different life backgrounds and growth styles, and it's normal to have differences, just like when she first met him, she didn't disdain his kidnapper life?

So she didn't distinguish between them, and changed the topic and said, "Thank you for bringing the child to meet me, but why did you bring Langcheng with you, my aunt?"

"It's your son's idea, this kid is much smarter than you," Jin Feng looked at her meaningfully: "Moreover, I not only came to see you, but also prepared to take you back."

His words were already very explicit, and his eyes slowly warmed up, An Qing avoided his gaze and said, "I'll go back, if you don't come, you'll see me in a few days." ”

"Really?" Jin Feng smiled, his amber eyes were shining: "It's because I'm anxious, I want to see you soon......"

Separated by a wall, Lang Cheng walked into the room with his little short legs, walked straight to the coffee table, put the small backpack he was carrying, reached in and fumbled a few times with his little hand, and took out a tablet computer from it.

Fu Mochuan watched his movements, only to see him skillfully swipe the screen, his little finger clicked on it, put the tablet on the coffee table, and asked with a serious expression: "What else do you have to say now?"

He picked up the tablet and looked at it a few times, and it was the scandal between him and Van Lowe, and his heart suddenly understood.

"Longcheng, I've already explained this to your mommy, I ......"

"Mommy is soft-hearted and easy to bully, so you are unscrupulous?" Lang Cheng interrupted him mercilessly, climbed onto the sofa, raised his little face and glared at him and said: "I'm not Mommy, I won't be fooled by you, no matter what the reason, your harm to Mommy has already been done, she won't have such good luck to be able to escape death again, I won't allow that kind of thing to happen again, if you are really good for her, stay away from her, you are an accident spirit, as long as she follows you, she will be in danger, tell you, I am firmly against you being together."

against them together.

He is his own son.

Fu Mochuan looked at his little face that rejected people thousands of miles away, and a deep helplessness floated in his heart, An Qing's attitude finally softened a little, but as soon as this little guy came, he didn't say anything, and if An Qing really listened to him, it wasn't a headache.

It's late at night.

Wan'er went to bed early, An Qing leaned on her side and looked at her phone, a message squeezed in, sent by Fu Mochuan, and asked if Wan'er had slept.

"Sleep," she said, "what about Longcheng?" ”

Fu Mochuan didn't answer, and two words popped up on the mobile phone screen.

"Open the door."

She blinked and walked softly to the door.

As soon as the door opened, Fu Mochuan flashed in, glanced at the side of the bed, and then held An Qing's waist.

"You're like that again?" An Qing was speechless, is this guy used to stealing chickens and touching dogs, and the dignified Fu Shao always does something like breaking into people's boudoirs in the middle of the night.

Fu Mochuan didn't say anything, but his hand slid up to hold her face, and he struggled on her cherry lips for a long time before parting unsatisfied.

"Good night."

An Qing blinked, daring him to come over on purpose just to say these two words.

Seeing her suspicion, Fu Mochuan hooked his lips and smiled: "Very disappointed?"

"No," An Qing certainly couldn't admit it, and also said goodnight to him: "Rest early."

Fu Mochuan snorted, but didn't leave immediately, his arms stretched out, and hugged her tightly in his arms.

An Qing was a little confused by his actions tonight, but relying on his broad and solid chest, there was a faint satisfaction lingering in his heart.

"Wife, promise me never to leave me again, okay?"

The man's voice was low and penetrated into her ears, and in the glimmering room, there was even more demagogic taste.

An Qing thought that he had a sense of urgency because of Jin Feng's sudden arrival, and yes, although the two were very close in the past few days, the previous estrangement was still there, and she did not make it clear whether she wanted to continue with him, it was normal for him to be worried.

However, the eternal commitment was too heavy, and after so many setbacks, she didn't dare to say it easily.

Without waiting for her answer, Fu Mochuan pulled up her little face, looked into her eyes, and said softly: "I won't force you to answer now, but can you promise me not to interfere with your decision because of other people or things, but use this ......"

His hand slid down, pointing at her heart, staring into deep eyes, "Feel with your heart, follow your own heart, whether you want to accept me or not." ”

It must be that his expression is too sincere now, or that the lights are too gentle tonight, An Qing looked at his delicate eyebrows, and nodded with a ghostly gesture.

"Okay, I promise you......"

The next morning, the hotel restaurant prepared a sumptuous breakfast for these distinguished guests.

In the cafeteria, when An Qing took her two children to choose food, Paul came over and put a small dessert on the small plate in Guan Er's hand.

"Thank you, Uncle Paul," Xiao Wan'er said sweetly.

Paul pinched her pink face, turned his head to look at An Qing a few times, raised his eyebrows and said, "Have you taken the medicine on time this month?"

It was a little embarrassing at first, but after getting along for a long time, An Qing is also used to him caring about her body in every detail, don't look at Paul's usual hanging erlang is not serious, but he is an all-rounder in medical skills, and he has dabbled in various fields, Jin Feng once said that he is a ghost talent in the medical field, even if a dead person can be saved by him.

She smiled awkwardly, and before leaving, Paul had prepared some medicine for her, but she had forgotten about it lately.

"I knew you would be like this, I brought the medicine, and I will give it to you later." Paul was upset.

She smiled, remembered something, and followed Paul and asked, "By the way, do you have any research on cardiovascular medicine, can you treat patients with myocardial infarction?"

"It's not a question of whether I can cure it or not," Paul winked at her, "If you beg me, I might think about it."

"Forget it, when I didn't say it."

An Qing turned her head and went to fetch food again, Paul followed her slowly, and said leisurely: "A heart attack can be big or small, especially if you were hollowed out of the poison and paralyzed in bed before, it is even more dangerous, and there are so many complications that you are scared to death, it is easy to die like this, and there will be no day when you wake up."

Isn't he talking about Fan Zhihai's condition? An Qing understood as soon as she heard it.

"I'm moved, don't you want to make a promise right away?" Paul looked at her and teased, "If you want to thank Brother Xie Feng, why do you think he asked me to come over?" ”

"Why should I thank you, I don't want you to see a doctor."

"Ducible woman," Paul sighed, stared at her a few more times, frowned, and said, "It's still not right, what kind of complexion do you have, reach out to me and show me."

He had often checked An Qing's pulse before, so she didn't care and obediently stretched out her hand.

Paul put his fingertips on her vein, and didn't say anything more, feeling her vein.

Then, his eyes moved.