Daddy, Pursue Mommy Quickly

"What do you mean?" Sang Yuxin's small mouth was full of sarcasm, "don't you mean I trust you? Let me treat you as an ally? But how did you do it? "

Sang Shijun puzzled: "what do I do?"

"Pretend!" Sang Yuxin nodded his head and pointed to him: "keep loading! Do you really think I know nothing? "

"What do you know? Your father and I are pure and innocent. You can tell me clearly! "

"Oh, you want to hide it from me! I think you will not give up until you reach the Yellow River! Good, then don't blame me for being rude! "

See how he's going to torture his girlfriend tomorrow.

"Sang Yuxin, is this your attitude towards your father?" Sang Shijun glared, "tell me what I'm talking about..."

Sang Yuxin has no time to listen to his father.

He didn't want to see such a false face for minutes!

He immediately got up and went upstairs.

Xia Yanyou doesn't know what fun to talk about with Xia Bing. She laughs "cluck cluck", as clear as a silver bell.

Sang Yuxin could not help but look back.

Aunt Xia's eyebrows and eyes are soft, quiet and gentle. She laughs like the spring water in March, which makes her mind sway slightly. She really wants to sink into her gentle lake.

Aunt Xia is so good, is his father blind or how?

Put such a good aunt Xia not to pursue, unexpectedly went to find another fox spirit!

Good hearted pain aunt Xia, he was pursued by such a dreary father.

It's good she didn't agree with him.

After he solved his dregs father's girlfriend, he told aunt Xia that he might as well take Xia Yanyou and elope with him. He never wanted to see his slag father again.

Sang Yuxin went upstairs with a sigh.

Looking at his son's back upstairs, sang Shijun wanted him to come back and speak clearly. But in front of Xia Bing and Xia Yanyou, he was not easy to get angry. He had to let his son go upstairs. He turned on the computer in silence and kept looking at the report form.

If you know what his son is thinking at the moment, he will be angry and spit blood to death.

The night was thick as ink. That night, Xia Bing told sang Yuxin his bedtime story, and sang Yuxin was still reluctant to leave her.

He hugged Xia Bing's waist tightly and buried his small face into her waist. His voice was hoarse and thin: "aunt Xia, let me hold it for a while."

Sang Yuxin, a child who has always been independent, seldom shows such attachment.

Xia Bing's heart is too soft.

She felt sang Yuxin's head and was acutely aware of something wrong with the child. She asked, "what's going on?"

Sang Yuxin frowned.

Yes, a great deal has happened!

If she knew that her father was chasing her and dating other women, would she be so angry that even he didn't like it?

At the thought of this, sang Yuxin hugged Xia Bing anxiously, for fear that he would leave at the next moment.

His voice with a little nasal, in the night seems a little helpless and loving, he said: "I miss my mother."

Xia Bing rubs sang Yuxin's head for the first time. Suddenly, she doesn't know what to say to comfort her.

In fact, sang Yuxin didn't want aunt Xia to say anything comforting.

He just wants to covet the warmth of aunt Xia, and wants to stay a little longer.

The air was quiet for a moment, and only a faint chirp of insects and frogs could be heard outside the window.

Through the transparent glass windows, the moon poured on the floor of the room as smooth as silk.