Hidden marriage wife, too provocative!

After all, he called Joanne.

Because I don't trust you.

Even if Lu Meng doesn't discuss with him, he should also discuss with Qiao Qiao.

With Joanne, he can rest assured.

…………

"Yunchi, don't you go and see Mengmeng?"

Mrs. song held the scene and looked at her son sitting at her desk. He sat so blankly all morning.

Also in a daze all morning.

I don't know what's on his mind at this moment.

Jingxing was very clever today. After waking up in the morning, she drank milk obediently.

Grandma hugged me and lay down in grandma's arms, looking at the world with a pair of clear eyes.

He doesn't make any noise, which makes Mrs. song feel distressed.

"Jingxing, go and call your father."

Mrs. song stuffed Jingxing into song Yunchi's arms. As soon as Jingxing reached his arms, she began to flutter and twist her body to return to Mrs. song's arms.

The resistance to song Yunchi is very obvious.

Returning to his senses, song Yunchi pressed down his fluttering son, pressed his small body with milk fragrance in his arms, and picked up his chin with one hand, "why, don't you want me to hold you?"

Jingxing cried.

Song Fu's heart was pulled up, "Yunchi! Is there such a fierce child as you? "

"I didn't hurt him." Song Yunchi was tired, one Lu Meng, one scene.

He really doesn't know what to do.

In my mind, uncontrollably, Lu Meng knelt at his feet crying, hugged his legs and begged him to return the scenery to her.

The cry, like wings, flew to his ears.

Lu Meng's cry, combined with the cry of Jingxing in her arms, intertwined into a magic spell.

There's something wrong with him.

The mood fluctuates greatly, from irritability to wanting to destroy everything.

"Don't cry."

"Wuwu..."

"Don't cry!" Song Yunchi looked at Jingxing with an expressionless face.

Jingxing was so frightened that he shrunk his neck and cried louder. The crying method of opening his voice soon made his voice hoarse.

Bai Nen's small face was full of tears. Song Fu was not popular. He patted him on the shoulder and took Jingxing away from him.

"Are you crazy? In a bad mood, what are you angry about? "

Mrs. song hugged Jingxing painfully. "The child is innocent. No matter what happened between you and Mengmeng, you shouldn't do this to Jingxing!"

Frightened, the two small arms tightly hugged Mrs. song's neck and snuggled up to her.

Mrs. Song said, and her eyes became moist. "If you do this to Jingxing, you might as well give it back to Mengmeng!"

"Impossible!"

Three loud words.

Song Yunchi said, then stood up. He pursed his lips, "give me the scenery."

"What do you want?" Mrs. song retreated two steps vigilantly.

"Take him to his mother."

……

I didn't eat lunch. Lu Meng was going upstairs for a lunch break. She just raised her feet and was ready to go up the steps.

Behind him came the happy voice of the servant: "Miss, Mr. song came back with Jingxing young master."

Hearing the speech, Lu Meng suddenly turned around, "what are you talking about?"

Without waiting for the servant to speak, the man's tall body broke into her sight.

Song Yunchi, holding Jingxing in one arm, came in from the outside with big steps and stood in front of her.

After crying, the eyes are still red, and the tears on the face are still there.

"Jingxing, why are you crying again?" Lu Meng reached out and wanted to hold her.

Song Yunchi hid from her outstretched hand.