Daddy, Here Is Mommy

"How much money has been given to the coach for playing on this skill?"

Gong Nanling was so angry that she turned off the TV and threw the remote control heavily on the sofa. The high-end leather sofa has excellent elasticity. After the remote control plays high, it falls on the carpet around the tea table.

Turn head, twist eyebrow, face that deliver a meal female employee doubt way.

"Why haven't you left yet?"

"Sir, is it a little lonely to see you alone? Or I'll stay with you... "

"Go away!"

Gong Nanling looked at her deliberately show off her demeanor, angry loudly reprimand way.

"Don't be angry, sir..."

The waiter raised his hand and pulled open the dished hair. Two of the buttons on the neckline were undone.

"Get out of here!"

Gong Nanling's face was gloomy and terrible. At the bottom of her eyes, she glides across a cold and sharp awn.

Instead of beating women, he vented all his anger on the mobile dining car. Raise your feet and kick the dining car.

Bang Dang.

The dining car bumped into a sandalwood flower stand by the wall. The flower rack shook violently, and a basin of precious orchids fell to the floor.

The celadon flowerpots were in tatters, and the blooming flowers were scattered.

"I'm sorry Sorry... "

The delivery woman rushed through the restaurant and ran out.

Gong Nanling hands akimbo, anger curl in the heart.

"Is this still the lacrosse hotel?"?! the atmosphere was foul?! What is it? "

Made a complaint call.

Soon, someone came to take care of it.

After careful investigation, it was found that the woman who delivered the meal was not an employee of lacrosse hotel.

Gong Nanling heard the result, but she was afraid to think carefully.

Took the mobile phone, let the secret protection of his secret guard live in.

"You may rest assured, sir, that we will thoroughly investigate this matter and give you a satisfactory answer. If you are not satisfied with this room, sir, we can change it for you. "

The deputy general manager of the hotel came to apologize to him in person.

"Forget it..."

Gong Nanling thought of the scene just now, and felt very "disgusted". But she wondered whether it would be more inappropriate to change the room.

"I'm sorry, sir..."

"Get out of here, all of you."

At the moment, Gong Nanling was very angry and said angrily to the deputy general manager of the hotel.

"Yes..."

The hotel staff all backed out.

The secret guard locked the door and searched the presidential suite with a carpet.

A moment later.

All the secret guards have been checked.

"Master Nanling, everything is normal, no monitoring probe or any suspicious place has been found."

Gong Nanling still hands akimbo, rebellious eyebrows tight, lingering cold.

"Yes, I see."

For the moment, he had no appetite.

Back to the master bedroom, simply wash, then lie down.

……

Yunjing.

Villa by the lake.

Lin an Ge stands at the kitchen door, looking at Lu Yiyao, who is washing dishes. His clear eyes are soft and Xu.

Orange light scattered, his body coated with a warm thin streamer.

Three meals for two, four seasons.

It's the life she yearns for.

One day, the children will grow up and they will have their own families.

In the end, they were the only ones living together.

"An'an..."

Lu Yiyao cleaned up, washed his hands, folded his body and walked towards her.

The call of fondness takes Lin an Ge out of his mind and turns up the corner of his mouth. The light pear whirls up.

“……”

She said nothing but a smile at him.

Lu Yi Yao only feels a beautiful scene in front of her, with scattered pear flowers and light fragrance.

She completely inherited the beauty and temperament of he Lanjing, but there was still a shadow of "that man".

After all these years, does the man know that he has a daughter in the world?

"Husband..."

Lin an Ge saw Lu Yi Yao looking at himself for a moment and called him in a low voice.

"Ann, thank you."

Lu Yiyao step by step to her side, arms, embrace her, eyes gentle and affectionate.

Thank you

Lin ange's right cheek was pressed against his strong chest, and his clear and powerful heart beat shocked her eardrum.

After the ear, slightly scald.

"Ann, thank you for being in my life."

Lu Yiyao hugs her arm more and more tightly, and encircles her in his arms.

"Thank you, too..."Lin ange's cheek is as red as peach, and she can't help holding him back.

Lu Yi Yao's heart lake rippled, rippling in circles. Pursed lips, drooped eyes. Surprised to find that Lin ange's hair has grown an inch, covering the scalp completely, even the minimally invasive wound is completely invisible.

I couldn't help but touch it.

This time, the feeling of stabbing is much less. It's very soft. If you look at it carefully, there are still some micro scrolls.

"An'an..."

"Well?"

Lu Yi Yao's lips are half hooked and smile.

"Shall we go up?"

"Good."

They went upstairs in arms.

In the middle of the night.

Lu Yiyao opens the quilt to get up, tucks in the quilt for Lin'an song, and walks out gently. Light the door.

Enter the study and lock the door.

Even in the dark outside, he kept the heavy curtains tight.

He walked heavily to the desk, sat down and opened the bottom drawer.

Inside were the sandalwood boxes and keys he had taken from the cemetery of the Helan family.

He looked at the old wooden box for a while, then slowly took it out. Xu had been buried in the cemetery for a long time, and the box was cold.

The bronze key is well kept, without any mottled rust.

Lu Yiyao carefully looked at the bronze lock on the wooden box. His slender fingers held the key and carefully compared them.

Insert.

The first time it didn't work.

He changed direction.

Click.

A clear voice came out. The direction is right. The bronze lock will open at once.

Lu Yiyao carefully takes off the lock and the key, and then opens the wooden box.

Before seeing the "things" inside, a faint fragrance drifted into my nose.

This fragrance is a bit like the "ancient fragrance" that has disappeared for a long time.

Lu Yi's deep and narrow eyes shrank for a moment and held his breath. A lot of eyebrow corners are pressed down, and the bottom of the eyes leaches a touch of cold.

In a small wooden box, there was a plastic bag covered with blood.

Over the years, the bright red has become dark red, but the smell of rust is still there.

The deep cold pupil of the land wing is getting tighter and tighter until the fundus is stained with red.

His face became more and more dignified.

The fingertip touches the plastic bag, the heart shrinks and the body shudders.

The blood on the bag was his own father's.

His cold lips pressed down all his emotions and slowly took out the plastic bag stained with blood.

The wooden box with a faint fragrance was locked and put into the bottom drawer with the key again.

"Yiyao, let's go..."

Lu Yi Yao looks through the plastic bag and looks at the shining gold chip inside. In my ears, the last words of Mu Chu Han reverberated.