1080 Masochism (4)

Situ Lingfang sat on the sofa with his legs folded, and his amber eyes kept staring at Mo Qingyan, who was holding his daughter on the bed opposite.

At this time, her face was a peace he had never seen before, and she held the child and patted it gently with her other hand.

made him think that when the child was young, she should take care of the child like this. Women are particularly beautiful at this time, so beautiful that people can't take their eyes off it.

He was a little jealous, jealous, she gave him a baby, and she loved him so much.

Until the housekeeper entered the room and whispered to Situ Lingma.

"Sir, lunch is ready."

He waved his hand to let him go, and he got up and walked over to the mother and daughter.

"Xiaoyan, she's asleep, let's go have lunch first."

After an overnight flight, she must have been hungry for a long time. In order for her not to know what this place is? So I didn't wake her up at breakfast time.

Mo Qingyan looked at the child in his arms and said coldly, "I'm not hungry." ”

Hearing this, Situ Lingfang's face darkened, and the light burning at the bottom of his eyes also dimmed.

"Mo Qingyan, if you have this attitude again, don't think about seeing my daughter again."

With that, he called the outside servants in, and the servants were going to take Angela away.

Mo Qingyan raised her eyes and glared coldly at the maid who came to hug the child, but the maid was frightened by her gaze and didn't dare to step forward. Then he glanced at Situ Ling'er, and Situ Ling'er's face was very bad.

The maid was scared and had no choice but to grab Angela.

Mo Qingyan was afraid that Angela would wake up, and even more afraid that she would see that she was not around, so he asked Situ Lingmad.

"If I'm obedient, won't you let me be separated from my daughter?"

Situ Ling listened to this sentence wildly, glanced at the servant, and she withdrew from the room.

"I just asked you to go to lunch, I didn't let you do anything else, after eating, you can accompany her."

Mo Qingyan put Angela on the bed and covered her with a quilt, a little worried. But she couldn't let her daughter be stimulated anymore, so let her sleep well.

She got up and followed Situ Ling to the restaurant, and before leaving the room, she found that the color of the entire room was black, which was particularly depressing.

"Are there any other rooms? An Ann loved the nice room. ”

This decoration style is too gray and dark, and children will be afraid.

Situ Ling thought wildly, "The color of our home is mainly black, if you don't like it, you can change it to your liking." ”

For him, his whole life was dark, and she was the only one in his world. The home is colored by her, adding other colors.

Mo Qingyan walked out of the room and saw that the living room, as well as the color of the entire house, were all black. Even the paintings on the walls are all splashed ink paintings, and the oil paintings are also black.

I can't help but feel that Situ Lingmai, this man is very scary, and his heart may be black.

"Situ Lingfang, you are building a tomb, right?"

Anyway, Mo Qingyan felt that this place was like a tomb, cold, and he couldn't hear anything except the sound of the wind?

She is a person who likes to be lively, usually has three children at home, and every day is lively, and she also feels warmer.

After Situ Lingfang heard her words, he put his hands in his pockets and swept his eyes into the living room.

"It's just waiting for its color to appear."

Listening to his explanation, Mo Qingyan felt that what this man sometimes said seemed to be very profound, making it impossible to understand at all.

(End of chapter)