Daddy, Pursue Mommy Quickly

That child, how, and sang Shijun look so similar?

"Yanyou, why did you get up so early? No more sleep? " Xia Bing goes to Xia Yanyou's direction..

Xia Yanyou rubbed his eyes and his voice was dumb: "no, you are all up, I don't sleep."

"You..." Looking at Xia Yanyou, Cai Mingqin turns to Sang Shijun and points to Xia Yanyou, "he..."

Xia Bing quickly explained: "this is my child. I take care of the children by myself, so during the period of education letter drawing, the children have always been with me

Cai Mingqin looks at Xia Bing.

At this glance, her eyes widened slightly.

Obviously, this woman is graceful and graceful with outstanding temperament. Her curly hair spreads out and covers her goose egg face with a virtuous and virtuous appearance.

A light gray sweater is casually put on the body, and a pair of home slippers are dragging under the feet. How, inexplicably, has a kind of hostess's temperament?

Cai Mingqin did not take Xia Bing's words, but turned to Sang Shijun, "jun'er, can't you..."

"Well?" Sang Shijun frowned.

Cai Mingqin pursed her lips, then looked at Xia Bing and said, "I heard from your father that the generation in those days..."

"No After sang Shijun's reaction to what her mother wanted to ask, she interrupted immediately.

His whole body suddenly tenses, only his face looks calm and plain. Fortunately, he reacts quickly, otherwise, the consequences will be unimaginable.

His father knew what the surrogate looked like, but his mother didn't know him. That's why he kept calm.

But his mother knew that the surrogate was pregnant with twins, and knew the fact that the surrogate only gave birth to one and ran away.

So sang Shijun guessed that after his mother saw Xia Yanyou, he wanted to ask about the twins.

He went on, "you think too much. It has nothing to do with that."

Cai Mingqin is interrupted by sang Shijun and swallows down the following words.

She looked at the children upstairs again and again, and her mind turned. Maybe, it was just that she thought too much.

There are more people who look alike in the world. Maybe it's just a coincidence.

Don't you say it all? It's just the son of the painting teacher who lives here.

She turned her head and glanced at Xia Bing.

She should be, not the person she was.

Having temperament should be related to art.

Cai Mingqin pursed her lips. In front of Xu Qiaoying, she could not discuss it with Sang Shijun any more, so she pulled Xu Qiaoying open the door and left.

Sitting on the red minicooper, Xu Qiaoying asked softly, "Mom, what did you want to ask just now?"

Cai Mingqin's eyes turned and he said with a smile: "nothing. It's all about some old sesame seeds and rotten millet. You don't know."

"Oh..." Xu Qiaoying looks at Cai Mingqin's dodging eyes and thinks deeply.

In the room, Cai Mingqin and Xu Qiaoying leave. Xia Bing is a little relieved.

From just now on, she did not dare to breathe.

Cai Mingqin, after all, is sang Shijun's mother. In the face of her elders, she is afraid that any word or action will upset the other party.

When she was completely relieved, she couldn't come back.

Strange, why did she treat Cai Mingqin with a flattering gesture?

Cai Mingqin will not be her future mother-in-law. Why do you fear her so much?

Xia Bing frowns and thinks for a while, and then convinces herself that she just didn't want to be the future mother-in-law, just because the other side is an elder.