CEO's Unexpected Twins

Huo Xinghui was a thinker and watched Wen Shutong slowly drop his feet onto the trap.

Just as her feet were about to fall, there was a wind behind her. A huge force from her waist stopped her and took her to the back. At the same time, there was a hoarse and angry cry among the mountains.

"Back --"

in the mountains and forests, apart from the flutter of birds and the rustling of leaves, it is still like no man's land.

Huo Yanlin startled in situ, he thought that before the improvement of the condition is Wen Yueqi, who can speak originally, Huo Xingyi has not changed.

Unexpectedly, he actually heard his son speak again two years later.

That kind of voice is very strange, and the intonation is strange. It is a strange voice produced by people who have not spoken for a long time without guidance.

Monosyllabic, word by word jumping out, the voice is a little flat, as if there is no emotional ups and downs in general, think carefully, it is probably similar to the intonation of robots.

Wen Shutong raised his hand to cover his mouth, slowly squatted down, obstinately looked at Huo Xinghui and said, "if you don't step over by yourself, I'll step on your trap to hold you. Anyway, you are coming to my arms. "

Huo Xinghui's small body straightened his waist, his dark pupils staring at this side, but no action.

Huo Yanlin was shocked all over. He turned his head in surprise and looked at Wen Shutong, one knee kneeling beside his feet and his hands open. From this angle, he can only see Wen Shutong's peaceful and gentle face and the tiny and small hairpin on his head.

But it's just this side. With the sun trees with dew in the morning, she seems to be a spirit in the forest again. Everything is cold, noble and peaceful. Huo Yanlin feels that he doesn't hate Wen Shutong so much at that moment.

Looking at that scene, he had a strange idea in his heart.

No wonder this woman can be so fickle. She has capital.

After thinking about this, I couldn't help but feel that this idea of myself has defiled such an elf.

Huo Yanlin is full of thoughts, which can be described as a mess. When he looked back, he had already seen Huo Xinghui release the hand of the little girl who looked at the ghost and came to this side with small steps.

He walked out of the safety circle he had set for himself. He stepped over the trap buried in his heart. Step by step, he went to the outside world, to his warmth and hope.

Wen Shutong hugged him, rubbed his cheek affectionately, and said a lot of words in a low voice.

"I almost thought I couldn't see you. But mummy, Dad, little moon have not given up, have been trying to find the little star, looking for our little baby

"Look, we are lucky enough to find you even if we cross more than half of the country's rivers and mountains."

"Star, please trust Mommy again, OK? Trust Mommy, I'll never lose you again. "

Huo Xinghui raised his hand and touched Wen Shutong's cheek. After a long time, he opened his mouth under the surprised eyes of Wen Shutong and Huo Yanlin.

He hoarse children's small milk sound, in order not to let his beloved mother sad and open his mouth to explain: "the stars did not leave. The stars don't blame Mommy. Blame the stars, the stars are not good, the protection is not good, Mommy, lose yourself, Mommy is sad, Mommy doesn't cry

A series of clear but slightly immature sentences and unclear logic made Wen Shutong's tears fall suddenly, like a string of beads falling on the back of Huo's hand.

"If Mommy doesn't cry, the stars are bad." Huo Xinghui stretched out his hand and touched Wen Shutong's cheek, with some tension in his expression.

Wen Shutong grabs Huo Xinghui's little hand, holds it in his hand and kisses him. He looks up at him tenderly: "if Mommy doesn't cry, the stars are not bad. The stars are the best babies in the world. Mommy doesn't like them

Huo Xinghui blushed, slightly lowered his head and whispered, "the stars are not, the little moon is."

If Wen Shutong had not been paying attention to the child's reaction, he could hardly hear the child's words.

She touched Huo Xinghui's soft hair with heartache. They pasted their forehead and said softly, "little star and little moon are the best babies. They are the babies sent by heaven to Mommy. They are like little angels."

Huo Xinghui smiles shyly, and his eyes are filled with the sunshine in the morning.

Huo Yanlin looked in the eyes, Leng Leng God, he realized that he seems to rarely see this child smile appearance.

In other words, from the birth of a child, when he was held in front of him, he did not cry or make any noise.

Since he was born, he didn't like to laugh or cry. He always looked expressionless. He was once said to be rigid and serious. His parents also said that he would be a good successor when he grew up.

He always thought that the child was inherited from himself. Until that scene, he realized that he was a five-year-old child. Even if he was autistic, he could have his own emotions.

Several people got up and decided to go back to the city's Public Security Bureau.Wen Shutong, standing in the mountains and woods, thought for a moment, then raised his head and said to the criminal police who followed him: "you can leave three of you to follow us back, and the rest will support another group of people. You should join the team just now, catch the villagers who come out to look for their children, and then go to the village to find the team led by another captain

On the puzzled eyes of other criminal police officers, Wen Shutong gave a brief explanation: "I know that you have been listening to my blind command all the way because of the hard command from above. You don't believe me at all. Even if I find the kids, you'll feel like you're just taking a chance. I really can't give you scientific evidence, but I'm not entirely intuitive

After a pause, she continued, "I came from applied psychology. When I was a graduate student, I had no time to listen to the criminal psychology course. Later, I found it interesting to learn it systematically. Although it's not my main business, I can do it in my spare time. "

Several criminal police men carrying guns are stunned. They are usually the barrel of a gun. The people on the top of them turn their heads to the side where they want to shoot the gun. They can hardly think for themselves. After all, their training and assessment are usually focused on physical fitness and combat.

After they parted ways, Huo Yanlin and Wen Shutong, escorted by a criminal police, took the children down the mountain. Several men held a child in their arms.

Sound sound for a week of high-speed operation of the brain, finally climbed on the police uncle's shoulder that moment, got the rest instruction.

Liangliang is relatively timid and has begun to cry secretly and feel tears quietly.

Little tiger blinks big eyes to look at the scenery in the mountain forest, tired and has no strength to speak.

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