Heart-stealing Love: The Wanted Runaway Wife

Aunt Xue couldn't help feeling distressed. She looked at the little child beside her and was slightly surprised.

The child looks so much like the young master when he was a child. It's almost carved out of the same mold.

Aunt Xue seemed to understand something for a moment, but she didn't say much about the master, and she didn't dare to ask anything.

Aunt Xue couldn't help glancing at the pink doll in front of her. She really wanted to grow up with Xiao ran when she was a child. She couldn't help but be happy.

"Haven't you eaten yet? I hurried to make Miss Mo's favorite seafood soup. "

When Aunt Xue saw Miss Mo coming back, she was so excited that she didn't know what to do. She quickly turned and plunged into the kitchen.

Mo Jing just came up with a voice to stop Aunt Xue, but it was too late. Aunt Xue had entered the kitchen and began to be busy.

"Sorry, Xiao Chu and I are going home."

Mo Jing took Xiao Chu and pretended to be determined. She looked at the Xiao ran behind her. Her face was firm and her eyes were a little unhappy.

Xiao ran seemed not to hear Mo Jing's words. She still looked at Mo Jing in front of her without blushing and jumping. She raised her hand, and Mo Jing was strongly pulled close to his arms.

Mo Jing blushed in Xiao Ran's arms. She didn't know what the man wanted to do. Mo Xiaochu was still waiting for them with big eyes.

Mo Xiaochu saw the scene in front of him and quickly turned his face. Really, mom and dad didn't know to pay attention when they saw themselves here.

"What are you doing?"

Mo Jing endured the anger in her tone. The man really went too far. He always pulled himself close to his arms while he didn't care.

Mo Jing's voice was very low. With her reddish face, she became a kind of coquettish in Xiao Ran's eyes.

Xiao Ran's eyes were full of smiles. He looked down at Mo Jing's bright little face and couldn't help bending down and pecking it. Mo Jing's face was red as if it was dripping blood.

Mo Jing struggled in Xiao Ran's arms, but her strength was too small to play a big role.

Xiao ran picked up Mo Jing and stepped into the villa.

"Xiao ran, what do you want to do?"

Mo Jing kicked her empty legs in midair, but no doubt her movements made Xiao ran satisfied with the corners of her mouth.

Xiao ran takes Mo Jing into the villa and puts the door on with a hook. Xiao ran gently puts Mo Jing down.

Mo Jing's feet touched the ground, took a deep breath, stared at the man in front of her with big eyes and resentment.

I really don't know what this man is going to do. Didn't he have to rob his son the moment before? Why are you locking yourself and your son in her private apartment now.

This man is too hard to figure out, so when facing her, he will feel inexplicably afraid.

Mo Xiaochu looked at his mother as if he was really angry. His little face was also slightly red. How can this man hold his mother? Although when he held it, he always stood aside and looked at it.

Xiao ran looked at the big and small in front of him. They all looked at themselves angrily, and suddenly felt very funny.

He turned around, sat on the sofa and looked at the big and small in front of him without fear.

"I just think it's not too much for the three of us to have dinner together. It's not too much to go home and have dinner together."

In the face of this big and small, the bleak voice couldn't help becoming gentle, just like the spring breeze, especially warm.

Mo Jing's anger was suddenly blown away by the sound of Xiao ran like the spring breeze, but she still wore a straight face and pretended to be unhappy.

"I don't think it would be a pleasure for the three of us to have dinner together."

Mo Jing turned her face and didn't look at Xiao Ran's face that would be fascinated and beaten the next second. She was really afraid that she would use her magic to nod and promised the Hongmen banquet.

Hearing his mother's words, Xiao Chu immediately nodded in agreement. Yes, everything his mother said is right.

But then the little face pulled down. I really wanted to try the seafood soup just said by my mother-in-law. My mother-in-law said it was my mother's favorite. I don't know what it tastes?

Xiao Chu thought and said it unconsciously.

"Mom, can we leave after drinking my mother-in-law's bowl of seafood soup?"

Mo Xiaochu raised his head and looked at his mother. Lingguang's eyes were full of prayers.

When Mo Jing heard this, the momentum she had just saved was half weak. She looked at her and prayed to look at her little Chu. She couldn't bear to refuse.

"Don't worry, young master. The seafood soup will be ready soon."

Aunt Xue hurried to cook in the kitchen. Suddenly she heard someone say she wanted to drink seafood soup. She quickly put her head out of the kitchen with a kind smile on her face.

Mo Xiaochu heard this sentence, the corners of his mouth immediately raised up, revealing a child's naive smile.

Mo Jing looks at Mo Xiaochu so happy and understands that she can't retreat anyway.

Xiao ran sat on the sofa and looked at the interaction between the big and the small in front of her. The corners of her mouth unconsciously outlined that this woman was really cute. It was only one minute that the expression on her face changed so many back and forth.

"Why don't you finish the soup?"

Xiao Ran's voice is still very warm. It's not like Xiao ran can send it out.

Mo Jingbai glanced at the man in front of him. He didn't see all the scenes just now. Does he have any other choice except to go back after dinner?

What a wise question.

"After dinner, we'll leave."

Mo Jing stressed angrily, lest the man thought he would stay here for the night.

Mo Xiaochu stood beside his mother and nodded approvingly. He looked up and sat on the sofa. He was as happy as a child's father. Thanks to himself, otherwise the stupid father really didn't know how to keep Mommy.

Xiao ran naturally received his son's eyes, and he responded back.

Mo Xiaochu is really worthy of being his own child. When Xiao ran thought of it, he felt a little proud.

Mo Jing doesn't want to face a face in front of her. She doesn't know why. Looking at her bleak face, her heart is a little nervous, and her face will be red for no reason.

Mojing went to as like as two peas, observing the room, and the layout of the room was unchanged.

When he remembered the days he had lived here, Mo Jing's heart jumped violently.