"Brother, will Mom come back?" Ziyang looked at his brother who was reading seriously and asked, he missed his mother so much......

Mom, Yangyang misses you, where are you? Ziyang stared at the White Rabbit toffee and thought intently.

"Yes, Mom will definitely be back!" Ziming's eyes like Gong Chenyi crossed a trace of determination, he will definitely get his mother back!

I don't know how my mother is doing these days, will she be bullied, will she be beaten? Thinking of the way his mother was whipped that day, Ziming's eyes crossed with pain, and his mother was beaten to protect them......

Thinking of that scene, the little man's eyes were red, and his eyes were full of hatred, he must avenge his mother!

……

Miao Anxian, who was sitting on the sofa, listened to the conversation between the two eldest grandsons, and snorted coldly in her heart, Anna - I'm afraid she will never come back!

She's still a madman, or a fool, or a person who doesn't remember anything, and she's going to forget everything here, and she's going to forget you, and your father, and maybe she's been sold to a poor mountain backdrop to be a mother-in-law, or she's been sold to a dirty place to pick up customers...... Thinking darkly in her heart, she didn't show half a point on her face.

"Yes, Mom will definitely come back, don't worry, she loves you very much, why won't she come back?" Miao Anxian showed a kind smile and hugged Ziyang to her lap to comfort her, and at the same time patted Ziming's thin shoulder with her hand to comfort her.

These two children are really little white-eyed wolves, she has raised them for so long and has not raised them well, and Anna has only raised them for a few days? Is this a complete mutiny? It's really annoying~

She saw the changes in the children, and thought that they were still young and forgetful, and that they should soon forget about that woman, after all, that woman had always disliked them before—but she did not expect that she would still think about her for so long!

It's really nasty blood thicker than water! The blood of a lowly person will never be noble!

If only she could give birth......

Thinking of this, Miao Anxian sighed, her heart was full of sorrow and unwillingness, God was unfair, why did she play tricks on her so much? I can't even satisfy her desire to have a child for the man she loves the most!

She was unwilling!

Both Shengyu and He Shengliang!

Why do you have a sister with her? Obviously, there is a mother and two flowers, but the status is worlds apart, one is a concubine, and one is a concubine.

Why? Should her Miao Anxian's fate be like that?

……

Hehe, what about the concubine? What about marrying Gong Youting? What if you gave birth to a child for him?

Hahaha, so what!

Sister, you have always won me, this time, let me get my wish!

……

Looking at the woman's sleeping face, Mo Qing put the book on the table next to her, the woman was very thoughtful, her skin was fair and bright, her curved willow eyebrows were very charming, and the big peach blossom eyes were dazzling, which made people can't help but feel good, every time she was so angry that she wanted to hit her, he was glared at by the innocent and charming eyes, and the anger in his heart dissipated.

"Silly master, what a fool......" Looking at Xi'er's red and bright cherry lips, Mo Qing slowly removed her eyes, and her big hand as white as jade quietly attached to Xi'er's forehead, and a burst of white light flashed, slowly surging towards Xi'er's body along the big hand......

In her sleep, Xi'er felt that she was surrounded by a warm current, which was very comfortable and warm, and she couldn't help curling up, smiling lovingly like a fetus in her mother's womb.

After a long time, Mo Qing removed his hand, at this moment he was tired and soaked, his evil face was covered with sweat, and he fell on his white shirt drop by drop, his face was pale, as if he had just recovered from a serious illness, he stood up and stumbled into the house......

The moment he entered the room, a large snake with black spots was coiled on the bed, motionless like a soft noodle.