Chapter 1587: Little Joe Is My Daughter (10)
He is only thirty years old and is not yet thirty years old, and if he continues like this, sooner or later his body will have problems.
"Smoking is harmful, but it's healthy."
"Less poor." Wang Yuexiang was amused by Ming Ansheng, glanced at him angrily, and her eyes inadvertently swept to Ming Ansheng's computer screen.
Ming Ansheng realized something and wanted to reach out and close the screen, but it was too late, Wang Yuexiang had already seen it.
"An Sheng, that ...... Isn't that Su Yue and her daughter? Wang Yuexiang pointed to the computer that was closed by Ming Ansheng and asked excitedly.
Ming Ansheng nodded, "Yes." ”
His attitude was very calm.
Wang Yuexiang frowned and wondered if Ming Ansheng's calm attitude was not as she thought?
So why did he use the photo of their mother and daughter as a table?
It was all Yueyue's own before.
Wang Yuexiang thought about it, didn't give up, and then asked: "Did you take the incident that your mother mentioned to you last time?" ”
Ming Ansheng pretended not to know, "What's the matter?" ”
This attitude ...... Wang Yuexiang was already very disappointed in her heart, but she still didn't give up, "That little girl looks like you." ”
"It's your old man who thinks too much." Ming Ansheng smiled very easily and calmly, "Don't think nonsense, you go back to sleep quickly, I still have some things, go to sleep as soon as I'm done, you are delaying time here." ”
He said as he pushed Wang Yuexiang.
Wang Yuexiang got up and glared at him angrily, "You kid annoyed me before he got married?" ”
After speaking, she turned around and was about to leave, and after thinking about it, she looked back at Ming Ansheng and instructed, "You have to go to your heart, that little girl really looks like you." ”
Ming Ansheng smiled, "Mom, don't you have Xiaoxiao and Beibei, why are you still so interested in children?" ”
"Mom is worried about your happiness and your future." Speaking of which, Wang Yuexiang stopped again, looked at Ming Ansheng, and sighed distressedly, "Son, you are not a superman after all, don't you have feelings?" Can't you think more about yourself and fight for yourself? ”
Ming Ansheng didn't answer her directly, "It's a lot old, so I'm worried about it." ”
"Hey." Wang Yuexiang sighed and said, "Sometimes I really wish that Mingyuan would go out of business, so that you would not have a bond." ”
When Ming Ansheng heard this, his heart softened.
He looked at his distressed mother, and said with a smile, "Women are very realistic now, if Mingyuan goes out of business and loses the aura of the president, few women like your son, and then you will have a headache." ”
Wang Yuexiang laughed, and then she reached out and patted Ming Ansheng on the shoulder, "Stinky boy, go to bed early." ”
With a greeting, she lifted her feet and left.
Looking at his mother's disappearing back, the smile on Ming Ansheng's face gradually froze.
I was stunned for a moment.
He stretched out his hand to turn on the computer, and Su Yue and Su Xiaoqiao, mother and daughter, appeared on the display screen again, his hand couldn't help but reach out to the screen, and his fingers gently swiped on Su Yue's face.
He had been accustomed to this unreal touch for four years.
Yueyue, are you really ...... Do you really not want me to be unloved at all?
'Tuk Tuk'
Suddenly, there was another knock outside the door, interrupting Ming Ansheng's thoughts.
He withdrew his hand, looked at the door, and answered, "Come in." ”
With his consent, the door opened.
"Daddy"
A small figure walked in, Ming Ansheng frowned, "Why don't you sleep so late?" ”
Beibei was wearing light blue silk pajamas, but he didn't feel sleepy at all, he closed the door, then looked at Ming Ansheng, and asked distressedly, "Dad, why don't you sleep so late every day?" Are you tired? ”
(The monthly pass is only about 30 votes away from the first place, if it can be exceeded, Brother Yang will add more at night, and it will be more on the basis of ten more...... To reveal, the big ** of this story is coming. )
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