From Su Yue's appearance to the present, whether it is scolding or beating, Xiao Qiao's sentence 'go home to find Dad' makes him sad and makes him sad.

He's his father.

"Little Joe doesn't cry, Mommy will take you home." Su Yue coaxed Su Xiaoqiao and walked towards the door with her feet raised.

When she arrived at the door, she suddenly turned to look at Ming Ansheng.

Ming Ansheng also looked at her a little stupidly.

In Su Yue's black eyes, which were still a thousand waves just now, there was no slightest wave at this time, and everything had calmed down.

Her tone was also very calm, "Xiao Qiao is the daughter of me and Qiao Chen, our family of three lives very calmly now, Uncle Ming, don't do this next time." ”

With that, she turned and walked out the door.

With a 'bang', the door slammed, and Ming Ansheng turned around and leaned against the wall.

Uncle Ming, don't do this next time......

She called him Uncle Ming, the long-lost one, the name he missed and missed, but after four years, it shouldn't have been so peaceful.

Did she really stop her heart for him?

Yueyue really doesn't love him anymore, doesn't she miss him?

No, he didn't believe it.

Ming Ansheng thought about it, suddenly straightened up, chased out of the door, his body was still wet, wearing slippers, and went directly into the elevator.

He tilted his head and watched anxiously as the floor turned, wishing he was on the first floor in the blink of an eye.

The elevator door finally opened, and he rushed out, but where was Su Yue's figure?

'Xiao Qiao is the daughter of Qiao Chen and me, and our family of three lives very peacefully now......

A family of three!!

It was supposed to be their family of three, Ming Ansheng, what did you give up?

So you deserve to lose now.

……

The ashtray on the table was full of cigarette butts.

Ming Ansheng picked up the cigarette case, the last cigarette was gone, he took out the cigarette and threw the empty cigarette box directly into the trash.

Light the cigarette and habitually take a deep breath.

Only the first sip made him feel a strong sense of anesthesia, and only the first sip made him feel that everything in his head was blank and all his troubles disappeared.

I don't know when he got used to this and relied on this feeling.

The smoke reached his lungs, and Ming Ansheng closed his eyes, tilted his head, and leaned back in his chair.

'Tuk Tuk'

Suddenly, there was a knock at the door.

He opened his mouth to respond, but a puff of smoke got into his throat, and he choked and coughed violently.

'Ahem, ahem, ahem'

"An Sheng, what's wrong with you?" Wang Yuexiang pushed the door in and walked nervously towards Ming Ansheng.

There was a miasma of smoke in the room, but thinking about how much he smoked, she frowned and reproached Ming Ansheng distressedly, "Let you smoke less and smoke less, you just won't listen." ”

When she arrived in front of Ming Ansheng, she hurriedly picked up the water cup and handed it to him.

Ming Ansheng took the water cup, pushed Wang Yuexiang and said, "Mom, I'm fine, you go back to the room to sleep first." ”

"Don't make it too late, it's always so late, how can your body eat." Wang Yuexiang patted Ming Ansheng's back distressedly.

Like when he was a child, she coaxed him to sleep.

Ming Ansheng's original impatient emotions were repelled by his mother's distressed and gentle behavior, he took a sip of water and said, "Mom, I know, I'll go to sleep in a while, you go back and continue to sleep." ”

"You know a." Wang Yuexiang sat on the arm of Ming Ansheng's chair and glared at him angrily, "If you know, you will smoke so much?" ”

Looking at the ashtray full of cigarette butts, she was sad.

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