Baby Assist: Mommy, have another child!

Yan Huan's movements were stiff and her beautiful eyes were astringent.

She looked at the wronged Muzi Joe. For a long time, she said hoarsely, "but your uncle Li has a fiancee. It's wrong for us to do so."

"Just one day!"

Mu ziqiao raised his head fiercely, and grape's eyes were full of tears. "When the parent-child exchange meeting is over tomorrow, I will make it clear to Mr. Li."

"Mommy, will you let me realize the happiness of having mom and dad around one day?"

Yan Huanxin was in a tearing pain. She looked at mu ziqiao running with tears, and a huge sense of guilt almost swallowed her.

"I'm sorry, Joe."

She hugged Muzi Joe and sobbed, "I'm not a qualified mother."

"Mommy, don't cry." Mu ziqiao raised his head in a panic and wiped away the tears on her face with his small hands.

"I never blame Mommy. I know mommy is very hard."

Tears gradually surged. Yan Huan didn't turn his head and forced his tears back.

She held Muzi Qiao's wet little hand and said with a smile, "Mommy promised you that it would be good to accompany you to parent-child communication tomorrow?"

Mu ziqiao asked cautiously, "what about Uncle Li?"

Yan Huan resisted the urge to cry again and said softly, "your uncle Li will also go."

"Long live!"

Mu ziqiao jumped up happily and danced so much that Yan Huan's heart was broken.

How derelict she should be, she didn't realize that her son had always been eager for father's love.

"Mommy! I'm going to bed early tonight!"

Muzi jumped out of bed excited. "Mommy should go to bed early too! You and Uncle Li should come early tomorrow!"

"OK."

Yan Huan tried to squeeze out a smile until the little figure disappeared in sight. She fell on the bed and cried.

I don't know how long I cried, until I couldn't squeeze out tears anymore, Yan Huan got up from bed.

She rubbed her dry and painful eyes, got up, went to the next room and tapped twice.

"Enter."

A cold voice came from the door.

Yan Huan took a deep breath, opened the door and saw Li mingjue leaning on the sofa reading.

The light fell on him and cast a silhouette on the ground.

Aware of her entering the door, Li mingjue didn't look up and said indifferently, "what's the matter with me so late?"

Yan Huan opened his mouth, but his voice was blocked in his throat and couldn't be sent out.

Maybe she didn't respond for too long. Li mingjue finally looked up. When he saw her face, his eyebrows closed tightly.

"Why are you crying?"

Yan Huan was surprised that he could see that she had cried when only one light was on in the house and she was still standing in the shadow.

What are the man's eyes?

X-rays?

But now that she's been exposed, she doesn't have to pretend anymore.

"I have something to ask you." As soon as she opened her mouth, her voice seemed to come out of her nose, hoarse and dull.

Li Ming frowned, closed the book and sat up.

"What's up?"

"Are you... Free tomorrow afternoon?"

Li mingjue looked at the schedule on the table and directly ignored the dense words in the column on Friday afternoon.

"I have time."

Yan Huan breathed a sigh of relief.

"Do you remember the parent-child exchange meeting teacher Li said last time in kindergarten?"

"Tomorrow afternoon?"

Yan Huan said in a muffled voice.

"I promised to go before. That's what you asked?"

Yan Huan clenched his palm and said hoarsely, "I hope... You can participate in this exchange meeting as Qiao Qiao's father."

The words fell, and the house fell into a dead silence.

Yan Huan quickly explained, "I don't have to..."

"Yes."

Li mingjue interrupted her in a low voice.

Yan Huan was stunned. Obviously, he didn't expect him to promise so quickly.

After being stunned, there was a burst of joy.

"Don't worry. After tomorrow, I will explain our relationship with Mr. Li."

Li mingjue glanced at her and gave a faint hum.

Yan Huan hesitated to leave when the man suddenly opened his mouth.

"Is that why you cry like this?"

Yan Huan lowered his head in embarrassment, "it's not..."

"Why is that?"

"I just think I'm a failure as Joe's mother."

"Failed what?"

Facing the man's pressing questions, Yan Huan didn't want to answer, but after all, he just asked him to do something.

She hardened her head and made up an excuse at will: "because of my divorce, Joe lost his father."

"In the state of you and Mu Shixun, is there any difference between marriage and divorce?"

Yan Huan choked on his words and didn't know how to refute for a moment.

"If you had a better eye for men, you wouldn't have failed so much."

Yan Huan couldn't help opening her mouth.

What's the matter with this man?

Didn't he leave her to comfort her?

On the contrary, I pierced my heart again and again!

Yan Huan gnashed his teeth and said, "I'm going back to bed."

"Who told you to go back?"

Yan Huan turned around straightly with a pull from the corner of his forehead.

"Does Li always have any orders?"

Li mingjue pointed at her, "come here."

Yan Huan frowned and walked boldly to him.

"Get down."

Yan Huan tightened her eyebrows and reluctantly did it.

"Put your hands up."

Yan Huan roared at the bottom of his heart: can't you finish it all at once?

She stared angrily at the patterns on the stall and raised her hand in the air.

Suddenly, her hands suddenly sank, and a pair of long legs fell firmly on her palm.

Yan Huan stared round at Li mingjue.

What is he taking himself for?

Floor mats?