Ye Shao's second wife

Chapter 649 You Deceived Me So Hard
The little one, about five years old, stood there with a fruit plate in his hand, and the plate was filled with fruits of various colors.But that's not the point. The point is that although the little guy has a hint of sharpness hidden in his eyebrows, whether it's eyebrows, nose or lips, Ye Moshen feels like he's looking in a mirror.

The little guy in front of him seemed to be a shrunken version of himself.

His heart seemed to twitch. Looking at the face in front of him that was similar to himself, his brain froze.

When the little guy saw him, he also seemed to be taken aback for a moment, his pitch-black eyes were as clear as glass beads, and his eyes were so clean that there was no impurity, and he quickly saw that the little guy was a little confused when he looked at him.

But soon, the little guy came to his senses and walked forward step by step with his short legs.

Every step he took seemed to be stepping on the tip of Ye Moshen's heart.

The tall man was completely unaware that his fingertips were trembling at this moment.

Xiaomi Dou had already walked in front of him and successfully saw Ye Moshen's face turn pale.

Cut, why is Daddy so useless?
Seeing him was like seeing a ghost.

Oops, he doesn't really think of himself as a ghost, does he?

Xiaomi Dou put the plate on the table, and there was a light and crisp sound when the porcelain collided with the table. Xiaomi Dou inserted a few toothpicks on the fruit, then looked up at Ye Moshen.

"Want to eat fruit?"

Xiaomi Dou has a cute face, looking very innocent and harmless.

The tall man squatted down, slowly raised his bony hands, and slowly approached Xiaomi Dou's smooth and fair face.

"you……"

How could this face look so similar to her own?It is almost carved out of a mold.

All the nervousness before seeing this face in front of me disappeared, and the rest was only shock and disbelief.

"Xiaomi bean!"

A female voice called softly, and Han Muzi ran downstairs almost immediately, and what he saw after arriving in the living room was such a scene.

The small one was eating an apple with a cracking sound, while the big one was half bent over, and his trembling hands almost touched Xiaomi Dou's face.

Already... have you met?
Han Mu's purple red lips trembled slightly, and his mind felt blank.

What is she... going to do now?
Xiaoyan saw that her complexion was wrong, so she still had a mask on her face. When she got down and saw this scene, she was so shocked that the mask on her face almost fell off.

Did father and son meet so soon?Without warning, seeing Han Muzi standing there blankly, Xiaoyan subconsciously stepped forward, grabbed her hand, and dragged her aside.

"Xiaoyan, I..." Han Muzi grabbed Xiaoyan's arm at a loss, his eyes wandering.

"I know you are nervous, but you should not go up after this time." Xiaoyan directly reached out and tore off the mask on her face, sighed and said in a low voice: "Xiaomi is so smart, she should be able to handle it, I Let me take you upstairs for a while?"

Be quiet?
Han Muzi's mood is very delicate now, she can't tell what it is, it's very complicated, but she can't calm down.

But what can she say when she goes forward?
"Let's go." Xiaoyan pulled Han Muzi upstairs, and the living room downstairs became quiet again.

One big one and one small one were still there, the big one kept the original posture, the little one looked indifferent, and even continued to raise his hand to stuff the fruit into his mouth.

After a moment of silence, Ye Moshen's hand still didn't fall on his face, but was slowly withdrawn.

"You...your name is Xiaomi Dou?"

Ye Moshen spoke slowly, and he heard a tremor in his own voice.

Xiaomi Dou looked at him and blinked.

"Yes."

He nodded, Ye Moshen felt his heart thump, as if something exploded inside.

This is Mu Zi's child, the Xiaomi Dou she was talking about.

Looking at his appearance, Ye Moshen can almost confirm one thing...

Suddenly, Ye Moshen clasped Xiaomi Dou's small wrist, narrowed his eyes, and looked at him dangerously: "Who is your father?"

The original delicate atmosphere was destroyed at this time, Xiaomi Dou raised his head with an innocent face: "I don't have a father."

Ye Mo took a deep breath, "You...don't have a daddy? Then you..."

"Mummy said, Daddy is dead~"

Looking at the face in front of him that looked exactly like his own, and seeing the way he gloated when he said this, Ye Moshen felt like he almost vomited blood.

"What does it mean to be dead?"

That woman actually cursed herself like this before?
"Xiaomi Dou hasn't seen Daddy since he was born, so why didn't he die?"

"Then what do you think..." Ye Moshen approached him, his long and narrow eyes sharp like knives and arrows: "Does my face look like yours?"

The two faces are so close at hand, if it is not for the difference in size, it is almost impossible to tell who is right.

Xiaomi Dou suddenly stuffed another piece of apple into his mouth, making a clicking sound.

Ye Moshen: "..."

He suppressed the turbulence in his heart, "Don't eat at this time, can you?"

"Oh, no." Xiaomi Dou quickly rejected his request, and said with a smile, "Xiaomi Dou likes to eat fruit."

After speaking, he touched a piece and stuffed it abruptly into Ye Moshen's mouth.

Ye Moshen paused, feeling the child's soft palm brush against his firm chin, and after stuffing the apple into his mouth, Ye Moshen subconsciously bit it.

The sweet and sour taste immediately filled his mouth, stimulating Ye Moshen's taste buds. Looking into the eyes of the child in front of him, a thought slowly gathered in his mind.

Like a robot, he chewed the apple stiffly and swallowed it.

"Uncle, is it delicious?" Seeing that he ate the apple, Xiaomi Dou couldn't help asking with a smile.

"uncle?"

Ye Moshen narrowed his eyes slightly, and his voice was hoarse: "Don't call me uncle."

Xiaomi Dou continued to wink at him, continued to eat fruit, and asked him curiously, "What's that called?"

Ye Moshen was not in a hurry, his eyes were fixed on the little face in front of him, he slowly stretched out his hand, caressed his little face, then moved back, hugging the small ball in front of him with trembling palms in the arms.

"uncle?"

An even more puzzled voice came from the little guy's chest.

Ye Moshen closed his eyes, probably without even realizing it, his eyelashes were trembling slightly.

Pressing the back of the little guy's head with his big hand, Ye Moshen's eyes were slightly hot, and his voice was heavy.

"Don't call me uncle, call me daddy."

Damn woman, she actually... kept it from him for so long, no wonder... no wonder she told herself not to investigate her, no wonder she never wanted him to know the existence of this child, no wonder she got emotional every time she mentioned this child, her eyes flashing.

I see……

I see! ! !

What she was pregnant with was actually her own child!

Xiaomi Dou is his child at night.

Mu Zi... You have kept it from me so hard!
(End of this chapter)