"Mommy, Mommy, Mommy."

"Don't listen, don't listen."

"Mommy, just tell me."

"Don't say it, don't say it."

After returning from the night home, Xiao yu'er entangles Gong Qianli and keeps asking about Nuan Nuan.

But Gong Qianli didn't mention the loss of Nuan Nuan, even if she asked for no less than ten times, she didn't reveal any information.

But the more you don't get the answer, the more interested you are. Xiao yu'er puts this matter in her heart first, thinking that she will ask when Nangong Luo comes.

Gong Qianli can keep her mouth shut to Xiao yu'er, but Nangong Luo can't be as determined as she is.

When small Yu son shakes his hand to act coquettishly of time, South Temple Luo where still say not half a word?

"Well, Nuan Nuan is the sister of yeqingfeng and yezhiruo, but she left this place when she was very young, so you have never seen her."

"Why does sister Nuan leave?"

"Because everyone lives in different places, I think you didn't live here, right? When the time comes, maybe she will come back

"Yu'er knows! Yeah! I hope sister Nuan can come back earlier. "

The original thing with children can understand the words with small Yu son said, Nangong Luo also feel that he made a job.

The sentence "wait for the time" is too false. I'm afraid I can never wait for a warm ink.

The kindergarten is over, they still have to stay here and wait for Gong Qianli to come.

Xiao yu'er took out the picture book to paint, so as to pass the time.

Xiaoyu Er grabs the pen and patiently outlines the black lines in the picture book.

This page is already some shapes of semi-finished products, Nangong Luo carefully looked at a few eyes, can not help but ask: "what are you painting today?"

"Uncle policeman."

"Yes, why did you suddenly think of painting this?"

"Well, when Mommy came to pick up yu'er the day before yesterday, there was a police uncle. He looked good."

In a short sentence, nangongluo captured a lot of information.

He raised his hand and looked at the time on his watch. Suddenly, an idea came into his mind.

He picked up Xiao yu'er's schoolbag on the desk and said, "yu'er, why don't we wait for Mommy today,

Small Yu son quickly shakes head, "can't, can't, Mommy says to want to wait."

In Xiao yu'er's heart, Gong Qianli's words are put in the first place.

Nangong Luo, whose opinion was rejected, had a plan in his mind. "It's time-consuming for us to wait for Mommy here. Today, my father will take you to pick up mommy from work."

Xiaoyu'er thought about it and felt that this was quite reasonable, so she nodded, "OK, OK, let's pick up mummy from work!"

police station.

Gong Qianli is sorting out today's information, waiting for the time to get off work.

Someone came up to her and handed her a document. "This has been tried. Take it in."

"All right."

Everything is organized. She just needs to put things in chronological order.

This thing is very simple, but the man is standing beside her and watching her finish the work.

Gong Qianli smiles politely, "what else can I do for you?"

"Oh, well, I made an appointment to go to the cinema with my friend, but he said that something couldn't come. I heard that there was nothing special after work, so I wanted to ask you... Er, if you have time, let's go to the cinema together."

Some people may not be able to say a word when they are nervous, while some people can mutter a lot when they are nervous.

The above performance is the latter.

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