(Cat flutter Chinese) “... Jing Mohao, can you have a little confidence in your son. Hey? Do you admit that it's a son? Luo Xi's eyes were shining, reflecting the light of the water.

"You don't want a son?"

"Since it's a son, there's no need to be squeamish, don't worry."

Jing Mohao didn't speak, but still broke away from her strength and fastened the seat belt for her.

He really couldn't be sure that his tranquilizer would guarantee that she would believe in herself, but he couldn't let her believe blindly like this.

Stupid woman...

Luo Xi pouted and wanted to unbuckle the seat belt secretly, but he still forgot it.

Every move he made had his reasons, and he listened to him.

Looking at the passers-by walking leisurely on the street, Luo Xi's nerves, which had been tense for more than a month, were finally able to relax a little.

In the past month or so, she has been tormented by the impact of memory, plotting in isolation, wandering between love and hate, and has polished out a self that she doesn't know.

But now that she is back here, it is the faith and courage brought to her by the man next to her, and she is extremely glad that the person she met at that time was him.

It was fate that allowed me to meet him.

The man who always shines under the pillow has now become the pillow man at his fingertips.

Even if they go around and around, they are divided and combined, and the time they have been together is less than a year, and she feels that it is as rich and long as a century.

But she felt that it was not enough, she wanted to go to the end of the world with him, watch the sunrise and sunset, watch the universe and stars, see the breathtaking landscape of the world, and see the deep affection of the sea of the world.

Jing Mohao, when I met you, I suddenly seemed to be an immortal, and if I became an immortal, I could be with you forever without reincarnation.

I couldn't help it, my eyes were a little wet.

This was followed by a soft lip.

"Thinking about me again? I want to cry. The man's voice was low, but it was so low that it was tempting.

Luo Xi sniffled and smiled, "yes, I think you want to cry." ”

Jing Mohao reached out to help her unbuckle her seat belt, "You want to cry when I'm here, what about when I'm not there?" ”

Luo Xi's smile was a little unmaintainable, but he still stiffened the corners of his mouth and raised it again, "I'll go to you if you're not there, pass you a note, and throw you a bracelet." ”

Jing Mohao stretched out his hand and twisted her face, "Okay, if you laugh again, you'll be ugly." ”

“...”

It's clear that I just want to cry, so I have to pretend to be smiling, who is pretending to show it?

The man got out of the car, opened the door for Luo Xi, took her hand, and took her out.

Luo Xi collected his emotions, raised his face and asked, "Jing Mohao, I want to go buy some clothes." ”

"Hmm." The man answered.

Luo Xi turned his head to look at him, pouting slightly.

He didn't even ask anything, he didn't ask what clothes he was going to buy, and he didn't ask why she was buying clothes.

The man didn't care about the woman who was slightly starting to have a little emotion next to him, and walked straight, the steps were not fast, and Luo Xi would not be too tired to follow.

It wasn't until the man stopped that Luo Xi knew that all his thoughts were superfluous, because the man took her to stop in front of a maternity and baby brand store.

It turned out that he came to the mall to prepare for himself and his children.

This man's mind is so delicate, and he treats the people he cares about so meticulously.

I always felt that his wrists were ruthless, and he waved his big hand at every turn, and he was informal.

Now that I'm back with him, all the details of him are in my eyes, and they are all touched.

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