Daddy, Pursue Mommy Quickly

Although he had no feelings with his own mother, it was her relative after all. He was embarrassed to think that his mother was sad because of him.

Xia Bing also saw the child's mind, she took the child in her arms, gently patted his back, hoping that she would not be too uncomfortable, at the same time, she also looked at Xue xiaorou with complaining eyes.

Does she really love sang Yuxin?

If you love, why let a five-year-old bear the pain?

Xue xiaorou saw that sang Yuxin was silent, and finally found her strength.

She swayed to Xia Bing and looked at her from a commanding position: "I think carefully. In fact, you are just relying on Yuxin's love for you, so you can get married with Mr. sang. In fact, there is no difference between you and those girlfriends he has made before. It's just that he found him to be a stepmother for sang Yuxin."

Sang Yuxin opened his eyes slightly. He was busy holding Xia Bing's sleeve tightly and anxiously explained, "Mom, it's not like this."

Xue xiaorou laughed and did not refute, but she put her head to Xia Bing's ear, with a sarcastic language airway: "he doesn't love you at all, otherwise, you won't know nothing about it."

With that, she lifted her lips and stood up straight. She left with a winner's posture and swayed her willow like waist.

Xia Bing's face is iron blue: "what I don't know, you must speak clearly."

But Xue xiaorou has not paid attention to, she carried chanel bag, gradually disappeared in the two people's line of sight.

"What does she mean?" Xia Bing lowered her head and asked sang Yuxin, "is your father hiding something from me?"

Sang Yuxin shook his head blankly: "I don't know. She's talking nonsense." "I know you didn't marry my father for the money of our family, and my father didn't just want to find a stepmother for me. He really did..."

At this point, sang Yuxin could not help but pause.

He thought that since he first knew Xia Bing, he had been trying to make Xia Bing his mother, and his father's attitude was not against it, and occasionally he would help.

Does he really like his mother?

Or, as Aunt Xue said, his father just wanted to find a stepmother for him, and his attitude towards his mother was no different from those of his girlfriends he had ever dated?

He looked at Xia Bing and suddenly felt guilty.

After swallowing his foam, he added the words in a low voice: "he really likes you."

The confidence of this sentence is obviously not as good as the previous one.

He thought that his father should like it, at least not tired of it now.

But before long, his father began to be fond of the new and tired of the old

If that's the case, he's really hurting mom.

He let his mother's good years, all buried in his father's body.

What a flower on the cow dung!

Sang Yuxin curled his lips and worried.

Xia Bing smiles and gently rubs sang Yuxin's hair. She says, "I know your father's intention. Don't worry. I won't be provoked by other people's words."

Sangyu breathed a sigh of relief with confidence. He looked at Xia Bing with burning eyes: "I like you too. I'll always like you

At least he won't be as fickle as his father, he will always hold his mother in the palm of his hand to love her.