1855 Don't care about his life or death

Today's situation is a foregone conclusion.

"Don't say anything, this is the last time, the topic between us in the future, there will be no other than the daughter, the issue of custody, since you have committed yourself, I hope you can talk and count. Satsuki is still young, and when she's older, she'll understand what's going on between us, or I'll tell her when the time is right. ”

"Xiaoyue, she is still young, she can't bear these things."

"Something has to be faced sooner or later, doesn't it? Mo Jiyan, don't let another child lose his father. ”

………………

The dinner was made by Xia Yan, and it was only made for her, Chu Weiwei, and Xiao Moyue on weekdays.

Xiao Moyue ate her favorite braised lion's head, and looked at Mo Jiyan with big dark eyes.

"Daddy, aren't you going to eat it?"

"Daddy isn't hungry."

Mo Halberd Rock really doesn't have much appetite.

Xiao Moyue obediently said 'oh' and lowered her head to pick up the rice.

After dinner, while Xiao Moyue was not in the living room, Chu said in a low voice, "It's not early, you can go back quickly." ”

"I promised Satsuki to stay here tonight."

"But there's no extra bedroom here!"

This apartment is a two-bedroom apartment, usually Xia Yan sleeps in one, and she and Xiao Moyue sleep in one.

"It's okay, I'll sleep in the living room."

The man lifted his thin lips and looked indifferent.

Chu Weiwei wanted to drive him away, and then thought of his daughter, so he leaned at him.

"You'd better make it clear to your wife."

"If you really tell her, I'm afraid you really can't tell, right?"

The truth is, what does it matter where he wants to go to root Shen Chuyi?

"Besides, where do I need to report to her?"

Chu Weiwei didn't care about his self-talk, and as soon as she got up and walked to the bedroom door, she heard a sneeze from the man in the living room.

As he spoke, he was breathing a little short, as if he had a fever.

Chu Weiwei ignored the discomfort in his heart and returned to the bedroom.

Xiao Moyue saw her come in alone and looked at her with blank eyes.

"Mommy, where's Daddy? Is he gone? ”

"Daddy is in the living room." Chu Weiwei walked over and pulled up the feather quilt and covered Xiao Moyue's body.

"Why doesn't Daddy come in and sleep with us?"

“…… Because this bed can't sleep three people. ”

"Oh," Xiao Moyue's little face was full of loneliness, "Then why don't we go home?" The bed at home was huge. ”

Recently, Xiao Moyue had to ask her several times a day why she didn't go home, and Chu Weiwei didn't know how to answer every time.

Do you want to tell her that the home belongs to someone else now?

"Oh, I remember!"

Xiao Moyue suddenly realized, "Is it that Brother Xiao Ting is still young and needs to be quiet, so we can't go back and disturb?" ”

Chu nodded with a slight sour nose.

"But Xiaoyue really wants to meet Brother Xiaoting, Mommy, you secretly gave birth to a brother and didn't tell me."

Chu rubbed his daughter's head slightly, and could only whisper, "Sleep." ”

Xiao Moyue got up and got out of bed with a grunt, "I'm going out to say goodnight to my father!" ”

A few minutes later, Xiao Moyue opened the door and came in.

"Mommy, Daddy seems to be sick, his forehead is so hot!"

Chu Weiwei tried to be ruthless and not care about his life or death.

"Mommy has already fed him medicine, and it will be fine in a while."

"Really? Then Satsuki will pour a glass of water for Daddy! ”

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