Chapter 1072: I'm Your Little Moshen, You Can't Have Other Children.

Jiang Yansheng finished the two egg custards, took out the delicate silver spoon, and walked out with the plate, the two little guys in the living room were still arguing with you, and I was arguing.

Nanxun looked at the little little girl holding the doll, don't look at the milk sweetness, the momentum is enough, she turned her head and said to Jiang Yansheng: "Cute is very cute, in the end a child is a responsibility, Shengsheng, you have to think twice about this decision." ”

Jiang Yansheng wanted to find a spiritual support, but it was someone else's child.

Nan Xun wanted to remind her, and thought of the torture she had suffered, at this moment, my heart was probably on the verge of collapse, and I didn't know if Jiang Suibao decided not to tell Ji Wenlun about it, right or wrong.

"He called me Mommy."

Jiang Yansheng almost couldn't remember how eager she was to hear these two words, too many years had passed, she thought that she would not be able to be a mother in this life, and all kinds of sour and astringent tastes in her heart were confused by her.

"......" Nanxun knew that it was this sentence that the mother called something bad.

Jiang Yansheng walked over with egg custard and successfully stopped the war between the two little guys, Zhou Muxun's temperament went quickly, claiming to be a manly husband, and he would not be angry like a girl.

Without pork ribs, Aunt Jiang was happy to give him egg custard.

And Xiao Moshen is different, he still pursed his mouth, thinking that Zhou Muxun, who was eating egg custard one bite at a time, was also his own.

"Aren't you going to eat?" Jiang Yansheng handed it to the front, and saw that the little guy didn't take a spoon to eat.

Xiao Moshen was depressed, and when he saw his mother, his voice was still crying: "That bad boy said that this is not my home." ”

Jiang Yansheng saw that he was about to cry, and her fingertips gently touched the child's face, soft, but her mood rose, and she smiled lightly: "Do you want to stay?" ”

Xiao Mo's dark and watery eyes looked at her, nodded his head, and shook his head.

"Daddy."

He holds the doll in his chubby little arms, and when he talks to people in a milky voice, he likes to stick his face to the doll's body, blink his eyes wide, and say, "I want to live with my father." ”

"Look, people still miss their parents." Nan Xun wanted to persuade Jiang Yansheng to dispel this idea.

After all, it's a little doll that can pant alive, and it's also raised by someone else's hard work.

She has seen that the clothes worn by this milky child are all big names.

It is estimated that his parents are also not short of money.

The smile on the corner of Jiang Yansheng's lips was faint, and he didn't reply to Nanxun's words, but said to the child: "Then you can't call me mom." ”

"Why?" Xiao Moshen was about to call: "Mom! ”

"You don't live here, what do you think I'm a mother for?"

"You're my mother."

Xiao Mo snorted deeply, so angry, he also pointed to Nanxun, who was eating egg custard, and said, "You are not allowed to be good to him, you can only be good to me." ”

"Where does this possessiveness come from, if you don't recognize the wrong mother, you really have a temperament." Nan Xun laughed beside him, being amused.

Not to mention anything else, Jiang Yansheng's possessive desire for Huo Xiumo was also like this.

You are not allowed to be good to her here, and you are not allowed to be good to anyone there, you can only care about yourself and worry about yourself.

Jiang Yansheng raised his head and asked, "Am I so angry?" ”

Look at this stingy bag, I am so angry that my little body is trembling.

"Mom, did you hear me talking?" Xiao Mo's dark blushing face and small expression are very serious.

"Listening."

Jiang Yansheng's attitude was perfunctory, and he handed the custard to him again and said, "Eat it first." ”

"......" Xiao Mo Shen.

……

It was almost ten o'clock in the evening, Nanxun saw Jiang Yansheng staying in the villa, and he was dragged by a child and would not go out for a while, so he pulled Zhou Muxun's little arm and left.

She walked out of the villa and called Jiang Jinqiao: "It's over, I wonder if your sister has another problem in her heart, let's call Ji Wenlun." ”

"People are fine, it's just ...... She picked up a child on the road and went home, and the two also recognized each other at first sight. ”

"At the villa, you should come over tomorrow morning, and your sister should also rest."

Nanxun hung up the phone and looked at the brightly lit villa behind him, with a trace of uneasiness in his heart.

And at this moment, Jiang Yansheng had already led the well-fed little guy upstairs.

Although he didn't eat the braised pork, he was fed with egg custard, and Xiao Moshen's spirit was obviously much better than before, which may also be because Zhou Muxun's bad boy was gone.

There was no change of clothes for him to wear here, so Jiang Yansheng had to turn over a cotton wool pajamas and let him take off the clothes on his body.

Xiao Moshen put the doll on the head of the bed, and was very active in this regard, so he ran to the bathroom to wash up, and it could be seen that he was well educated.

It's just that the personality is a little more delicate and a little milky.

Jiang Yansheng sat on the chair, quietly looking at the child who was walking and jumping in the room and playing, the emotions in her mind were a little trance, she suddenly wanted to drink, got up and went to the cabinet to take a bottle out.

I poured a cup and tasted it slowly.

Still injured and weak, stained with alcohol, it seemed that it was easier to get drunk, Jiang Yansheng drank most of the bottle unconsciously, his fingertips were a little weak, and the cup rolled to the ground.

"Mom, are you drunk?" Xiao Moshen walked up to her at some point, her little head was crooked, and she stared at her curiously with round eyes.

Jiang Yansheng's consciousness was blurred several times, and he blinked his eyes, making his vision as clear as possible, and seeing clearly who the little boy in front of him was little by little.

"Mom."

Jiang Yansheng heard it, he was calling his mother.

These two words suddenly made her feel a lot of pain in her chest, and she should have heard these two words four years ago without that accident.

"What's your name?"

Jiang Yansheng raised his hand and touched the little guy's head with his fingertips, probably because he had washed his face in the bathroom before, and the soft hair on his forehead was also stained with water, and it was a little wet.

Xiao Moshen rubbed her palm with her head, like a little milk dog, Tong Yin muttered: "You don't know me again, Dad said I was your little baby." ”

The kid's mantra tonight is Daddy and Mommy.

Jiang Yansheng's eyes inadvertently showed a trace of envy, she smiled lightly, a little bitter: "But I don't know where my little baby has gone, and I don't know ...... him."

What would he be if he could grow up?

When Xiao Moshen heard this, his obedient temper came out again, and he said with a straight face: "It's here, why don't you want to recognize your son, Mom, Dad said that if you have another son, then I, then I will ......"

Jiang Yansheng looked down at him very angrily, and clenched his little fists tightly, and his momentary intoxicated consciousness was very dizzying.

In my ears, I only heard the little guy saying: "I am your little Moshen, you can't have other children." ”

(End of chapter)