The cramped carriage is even thinner because of the approach of men.

An Qing stared at him on her back, the carriage gradually dimmed, and her watery eyes became more and more surprisingly bright.

Fu Mochuan stared at her eyes, this woman was really full of drama, and even these eyes that were so clear that they didn't seem to be stained with dust would lie.

That's how he was deceived by her again and again.

"Why, I've played the blind trick, and now I'm going to pretend to be deaf and dumb?" He pinched her chin: "This is what you call maternal love, your son is alive but said that he died young, what about your conscience, what about your morality, did you have any patience when you gave him away?" Is it time to squeeze out his use value, and plan to abandon it? Friend? Which friend is willing to raise a child for you selflessly! ”

An Qing looked at his cold face, are men like this? I am only allowed to bear the world, not the world, he has a lot of romantic debts, what qualifications do he have to make many accusations against her.

"Not all men are as merciful as Mr. Fu, just give birth and don't care, and don't use your three views to evaluate others." She slowed down, and spoke-for-tat.

Man, she really handed over Langcheng to other men.

avoids her husband like a femme fatale, but fights with other men.

Her husband ignored it, but he always put those wild men at the top of his heart.

Everyone knows the fact that Lang Cheng is still alive, but his husband is in the dark.

Fu Mochuan took a heavy breath, this woman always has the ability to make him mad, he tolerated her willfulness again and again, and even put aside the revenge of killing his mother, now it's okay, she is used to being lawless.

He didn't say a word, his fingers slid down and he took hold of her arm.

"Let go of me." An Qing dodged back and pushed his palm at the same time.

Fu Mochuan didn't pay attention to it at all, leaned forward, and a heavy figure like a mountain pushed her against the seat.

"What are you doing?" An Qing gritted his teeth and pushed him, but the man was unmoved, his hand went around and touched her bag, pulled the zipper open, and turned it over, and the contents of the bag fell all over the ground.

"Fu Mochuan!" An Qing was so annoyed that she called his name: "You are poisonous, what are you crazy about?" ”

Hehe, he's crazy, whenever he meets this woman, he always does things that he can't even explain.

Fu Mochuan glanced at him without warmth, lowered his head and picked up her mobile phone, An Qing saw it and wanted to grab it.

"Why did you snatch my phone and give it back to me!"

Fu Mochuan easily dismissed her, slid open the phone screen with one palm, and found that the password had been changed when he unlocked it.

It's good, the passwords have been changed.

"How many passwords?" He asked, turning his head.

An Qing glared at him angrily.

Fu Mochuan didn't ask again, reached out and dragged her fingers, unlocked the lock with his fingerprint, flipped to the call record casually, and didn't look carefully, dialed back the top number in order.

"Give me back the phone!" An Qing continued to snatch, he pressed the speakerphone, raised the phone with one hand, and pulled the other big palm, the seat slid backwards, An Qing was dragged to his lap by him, and his iron pincer-like arms tightened her.

A gentle male voice came from the mobile phone connected by "Hey ......": "An Qing, what's the matter?" ”

Bi Dong's voice, An Qing sighed, remembering to talk to him on the phone before going to Fan's house.

"No ......"

She wanted to say that it was okay, but she dialed the wrong number, Fu Mochuan lowered her head and held her ear.

"Hmm......"

The rest of the words were stagnant, and the man bit the corner of her ear and said word by word: "Is it him?" Your male, friend. ”

The tip of the ear was originally a sensitive place, and he was familiar with each of her weaknesses, and the word male was said by him with hot breath, and An Qing's whole face was red.

"An Qing?" Bi Dong didn't hear her answer and shouted again: "Are you listening?" ”

"Say, where is Langcheng?" Fu Mochuan's hands also began to do whatever he wanted.

An Qing trembled, not only angry, but also teased by him.

"You're enough!" Worried that the mobile phone was on, she squeezed out a few words from between her teeth: "Lang Cheng is not with him." ”

Although she tried her best to keep her volume down, Bi Dong still felt that something was wrong, and asked in a deep voice, "An Qing, it's inconvenient for you to speak now?" ”

"Yes," she finally answered, her voice trembling, and even she felt embarrassed, "You, hang up." ”

Bi Dong was silent for a moment, and then the phone was cut off.

"Fu Mochuan, you scoundrel, give me back your phone!" Almost at the same time, An Qing also broke out, pinching and kicking, struggling with all his strength, like a wild cat with fried hair.

But she forgot that she was sitting on a man at the moment, in an intimate position, so she could clearly feel his strangeness.

"You!" After being stunned for a moment, she gritted her teeth and spit out a few words: "Let go of me!" ”

The man didn't pay attention to it, but hugged her even tighter, his thin lips lingering: "Where is Langcheng?" ”

"Fu Mochuan, you beast!" An Qing was so angry that she stretched out her legs to kick him again: "What else will you do besides these hooligan methods?" ”

The man didn't say anything, just raised his phone slowly, and in front of her, pressed another number on his fingertips: "Next...... You can try. ”

The two things were said by him, and when An Qing came back to his senses, the sound of the dial had already sounded, and the man began to practice it.

"Toot, toot......"

The sound of empty dialing echoed in the carriage, and it was as tight as a sound, as if An Qing almost jumped out of her chest.

"Fu Mochuan!" She finally couldn't help but shout: "Stop, stop me, I, I'll tell you!" ”

The dialing sound finally stopped abruptly, the man's hand stopped somewhere, and An Qing heard his hoarse voice: "Where is it?" ”

"You let me go first." Her face was red, as if she had fought a big battle, and her whole person was soft.

Fu Mochuan was still holding her, in fact, he was very uncomfortable like this, and couldn't help but bite the corner of her ear again: "Actually, you should be stubborn to the end." ”

To the end of his stubbornness, An Qing finally saw the bad side of this man again.

She gritted her teeth and said nothing, then she was lightened and put back in the passenger seat.

Her back was resting on the soft leather cushion, and her heart was still beating fast.

"Where's the man?" The man's black eyes watched her closely, reflecting her pink scarlet.

An Qing gasped for breath again before adjusting her breathing.

"Give me my phone."

Taking the phone from him, she quickly dialed the number under the man's dark gaze.

"William," as soon as the phone rang, she hurriedly said without waiting for the other party to speak: "Mommy will pick you up at the intersection in 20 minutes, you go out carefully." ”

That's it?

Fu Mochuan saw her and immediately cut the thread, and his handsome face was very tight.

"Which intersection? You let a two-year-old child go out alone and wait for you? ”

"Aren't you anxious to see him?" An Qing was angry: "20 minutes, you don't want him to wait longer, just hurry up." ”

Fu Mochuan took a deep breath, sooner or later he would be angry with this woman to death, and his palm ripped off the engine: "Report the name of the road!" ”

On the other side, M stared at the intercom in front of him with a displeased face, it was his special contact tool, and outsiders could not trace the number.

"What the hell, I really treat labor and management as kindergarten aunts......"

Looking at Lang Cheng, who was silent with a small face, he smiled: "Little girl, uncle will take you to see Mommy." ”

“……”

All the way was galloping, and Fu Mochuan only took less than a quarter of an hour to arrive at the intersection that An Qing said, which is a neighborhood in Longcheng that is a bit old, and the road is also narrow, and there are no vehicles to pass.

He parked the car on the side of the road, waited for a few more minutes, and saw the small figure of Lang Cheng's classmate walking slowly, he lowered his head, and the faint street lamp pulled his thin figure long, and it became more and more cold.

The main thing is that he really came alone!

It was so dark, and a child less than three years old, who had crossed many streets, walked alone in the night.

Fu Mochuan couldn't describe his mood at the moment, glanced at An Qing heavily, and stretched out his hand to push the car door.

Almost at the same time, An Qing also got out of the car from the other side.

“William。”

She called softly, Lang Cheng raised his face, and then his eyes fell on Fu Mochuan who was walking towards him, and his small eyebrows were twisted.

Fu Mochuan's eyes kept staring at him, so it was obvious that his expression had changed, and his heart couldn't help but sink.

"William, Mommy is taking you home." An Qing went over and took his little hand: "Are you hungry, haven't you eaten yet?" ”

Lang Cheng let her hold him and glanced at Fu Mochuan quietly: "What about him?" ”

Fu Mochuan's footsteps paused slightly, and his thin lips were tightly pursed.

That's right, he didn't fulfill his father's responsibilities for a day, and he didn't even know that he had a biological son, but who caused this?

An Qing ignored Lang Cheng's question, leaned over and hugged him: "Mommy will make you something to eat right away." ”

Lang Cheng's small body moved, as if he was a little unaccustomed, glanced at Fu Mochuan, and finally stopped struggling.

An Qing took him into the back compartment, Fu Mochuan then got in, heard Lang Cheng's small voice and asked, "Mommy, why did he come?" ”

He, he, he, that's what his own son calls him.

Glancing at the mother and son in the rearview mirror, Fu Mochuan said in a deep voice: "Does Langcheng want to eat Western food?" ”

That's how she behaved, and now she remembers to cook for her children.

Lang Cheng was silent for a moment, as if he didn't expect him to take the initiative to talk to him, and then replied: "Mommy doesn't like to eat Western food." ”

Fu Mochuanjun's face darkened, he didn't say anything, and drove the car out directly.

After parking the car, An Qing took Lang Cheng out, he stepped forward directly, stretched out his hand and knocked him in his arms.

Lang Cheng blinked, did not struggle, his little hands hung down, and he looked at him with big beautiful eyes.

Fu Mochuan has hugged Wan'er many times, and I have to say that the feelings of his son and daughter are different.

If it was Wan'er, he would smile at him at this time, call him dad sweetly, and kiss him gently and softly with his small mouth, but what about Langcheng?

He looked at the other party's cold eyebrows, and was a little sentimental for no reason.

An Qing lowered her face and silently followed behind the two.

This is not country A, and she doesn't want to be too high-profile.

Lang Cheng's gaze followed her immediately, and then looked at Fu Mochuan, his voice immature: "Mr. Fu, give up, I won't let Mommy accept you anymore." ”