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In the villa.

Jiang Yansheng brought back a little guy in a hospital gown, she calmly entered the password lock to open the door, and turned on the lights in every corner, it was very deserted inside, empty as if there was no popularity.

Because she lived alone, she didn't need a group of servants to accompany her, and she didn't like outsiders to occupy her private space, so she just asked the servants to come here in the morning and evening to cook and clean, and usually, she was alone.

Now that he has been hospitalized for a few days and has not returned, the maid is naturally no longer in the villa.

Jiang Yansheng placed the little guy on the soft sofa, squatted down, looked at his big dark eyes and said, "I'll go upstairs to change clothes and make ribs for you to eat, otherwise it will be very strange to be in the kitchen in a hospital gown." ”

The little guy was still holding his doll in his arms and nodded his head.

Jiang Yansheng reached out and touched his hair, which was very soft, and people's hearts were also soft: "Don't run around." ”

The little guy straightened his little waist and watched Jiang Yansheng go upstairs, and when he couldn't see the figure, he was quite depressed and muttered to the doll in his arms: "What should I do, I miss Daddy...... Daddy threw Xiao Moshen at his mother's place, said that he was going to run errands, and asked me to stay here for a few days, woo, Daddy doesn't want his son anymore. ”

The little guy is not very old and has his own sad things.

He pretended to sigh and pinched the doll's face: "It's all your fault, if it weren't for Daddy to buy you for me, I wouldn't have made this sacrifice, I miss Daddy so much, I think about it so much." ”

The hair of the doll with two pigtails was about to be ripped off by the little one, and just before the skin was about to be released, the voice of the phone on the landline in the living room rescued it.

Xiao Mo pouted his little mouth, the sad mood had not yet eased, he blinked his eyes and saw the phone number of the landline, climbed down the sofa with a dada, and stretched out his short little hand to answer.

"Hey, are you Daddy?"

The voice of the milk was so sweet that it would be a dead man's voice that made Nan Xun on the other end of the phone stunned, and looked at his phone blankly, wondering if he had made the wrong call.

She saw that it was right, and hurriedly asked, "Little friend, who are you?" ”

"I am Jiang Yansheng's son." After Xiao Moshen finished speaking, he snorted awkwardly.

In the villa where Jiang Yansheng lived, a boy with a milky voice told her this, if it weren't for the atheist, Nan Xun would almost be scared to death by this sentence.

She didn't take this seriously, and hurriedly asked, "What about your mother?" ”

received a call from the hospital saying that Jiang Yansheng was gone, and Nanxun was sweating profusely at this time, so he was afraid that something would happen again, and he really couldn't find anyone, so he had to make a call to the villa to have a look.

Xiao Moshen raised his head and looked upstairs with the lights on, and said, "Mom said to change her clothes and go downstairs...... Cook me meat to eat. ”

"......" Nanxun didn't know why, it was the voice of a strange child, and it was cooking meat, and it felt like encountering a thrilling incident when he heard it.

"Who are you?" Now it was Xiao Moshen's turn to ask.

Nan Xun settled down and said, "I'm your mother's good friend, hello." ”

"Oh, hello." Xiao Moshen is very polite.

However, the phone in the palm of the little hand was quickly taken away, and he turned his head blankly, and saw that his mother had changed into a pure white sweater and pants and went downstairs, her black hair was soft and draped over her shoulders, and her temperament was particularly clean and comfortable.

She took the phone and said to Nanxun: "I'm fine, don't worry...... At the villa, the kid, well, picked up on the road. ”

After saying a few words, he hung up the phone.

Jiang Yansheng lowered his head, stared at the little guy who was staring at him with his head up, and rubbed his little head melon: "I'll go make pork ribs for you to eat now." ”

"I'm going to see it too." Xiao Moshen is still a child after all, and he will be afraid of the unfamiliar environment, the villa is so big, and he is so small.

So, he was going to the kitchen to stay with his mother.

Jiang Yansheng moved a small stool at the door of the kitchen and asked him to sit here, then rolled up his sleeves and went to the refrigerator to rummage through the ingredients.

Fortunately, the maids have the habit of cooking dishes, and there is a portion of pork ribs, she took them out to thaw, under the bright lights, the movements are very skillful, the black hair is scattered on the shoulders, only revealing the delicate side face, such a picture of hands-on cooking, in Xiao Moshen's eyes, it is different from daddy.

He put his little face on the doll, hugged his little hands tightly, and his big dark eyes tugged at his mother and said: "My father's cooking is delicious, and he often cooks meat for me to eat." ”

Jiang Yansheng smiled when he heard this, and he didn't feel at ease: "Your father can cook, and few men can cook now." ”

"Hmph, my daddy can do anything." In Xiao Moshen's eyes, Daddy is a big hero, super powerful, his little tail is about to, and he blows Daddy to his mother: "He can still fight, and no one else can beat him." ”

Jiang Yansheng put the ribs into the water and boiled, looked back at the little guy who was very proud with his face up, and thought to himself, could it be that the daddy in his mouth was a gangster?

"My daddy will still ......" Xiao Moshen said endlessly, counting his little fingers to talk about the advantages of daddy.

Jiang Yansheng's braised pork ribs took only half an hour, and he listened to him brag in the kitchen for half an hour.

When it was almost ripe, the doorbell outside the villa rang.

Jiang Yansheng was busy and couldn't get away, knowing that it was estimated that Nanxun was coming, so he said to the little guy: "You go and help Auntie open the door, and there will be meat to eat immediately." ”

"Okay." The little guy helped his mother run errands and ran down the aisle.

He stood on tiptoe, hooked his little arm on the doorknob and leaned against his own weight, and opened the door.

Outside, Nan Xun was holding her boy, bowing her head and talking, telling her son to have a sweeter mouth, and remember to coax Jiang Yansheng to be happy later.

Suddenly, the door opened from the inside.

The four-year-old child Zhou Muxun stared wide-eyed, pointed to Huo Moshen, a child of the same age as himself, and said in a loud voice: "Mom, I saw a little girl holding a doll. ”

Nanxun: "......" is used by your mouth, and your mother is not dizzy.

Mo Shen, who was pointed at his head and said that it was a little girl: "......"

Zhou Muxun suddenly broke free of his mother's hand, ran forward with his little short legs, looked at the child curiously, was very curious about the doll in his arms, and said with his eyes rolled and said: "Little old girl, your doll is so cute, can you borrow my little brother to play?" ”

"Zhou Muxun!" Nan Xun raised his face, and knew that this son couldn't follow Huo Yinglang's ass behind.

Look at what kind of virtue you have become when you are only four years old.

Zhou Muxun was spoiled by Huo Yinglang and was no different from the palm of his hand, he is a veritable little young owner in the entertainment industry, and everyone has to let this future little overlord.

Of course, he was not afraid of his own mother, and reached out to pull the doll's pigtails.

"You, little bastard, stop me!" Huo Mo's deep milky voice was about to break.

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