Nanqiao stayed on the balcony for a long time, until her fingertips turned blue with cold, her blood stagnated, and her impulses disappeared. Then she went in.

It was very hot in the room. As soon as I went in, the hot air met her and covered her face with a thin layer of water mist.

The little guy is still watching TV attentively, with two big eyes blinking, and a cute little body.

But Nanqiao is very dazzling. She drops her eyelids, pours a glass of water for her child, then sits on the sofa on the other side, takes out her mobile phone and brushes it boring.

The scandal of its male artists has been dealt with, and now the number one on the hot search list is my husband or my husband.

Nanqiao smiles, and suddenly feels that the girls who pursue stars are also very interesting. It's so simple whether they are happy or sad.

Time drips by. At about 10 o'clock, the little guy seems to be unable to sit down. He pulls a small pillow and holds it in his arms. Then he throws off his slippers and leans cross legged on the sofa. He continues to look, but his eyes are obviously dozing off.

After a while, he turned to look at the South Bridge, Du mouth childish said: "bridge, and so on, want to sleep."

Nanqiao stood up, sat down next to him and asked softly, "do you want to sleep in your aunt's room or wait here for your father to pick you up?"

"Sleeping in the room, dad said sleeping on the sofa would make you sick." The little guy said with a serious face.

Nanqiao laughed, touched his soft face and said, "OK, then aunt will take you to the room to sleep."

"Good."

Nanqiao picked him up, went to the room where Gu Liusha had lived before, and then put him on the bed to help him cover the quilt.

"Qiaoqiao, do your own business. You can sleep alone." The little guy is holding the quilt and whispering.

When Nanqiao heard his clever words, he felt strange and sour. The child was too good.

She laughed and touched his little head. "Go to sleep. Auntie will do her own business when she sees you fall asleep."

Little guy a Leng, stupidly looked at her for a few seconds, and then closed his eyes.

Nanqiao Yuguang saw the fairy tale on the bedside table and asked, "do you want to listen to the story? Auntie read it to you

The little guy seemed to want to open his eyes, but his long eyelashes trembled and closed tightly. He muttered, "wait, I'm asleep. I'm already asleep. I don't want to read it. I'm going to do my own business."

South Bridge Mou Guang dunzhi, immediately lose a smile again, get up to turn off the light, then walked out.

Gently with the door, Nanqiao pick eyebrows, some doubts, the child seems to be particularly good, not pestering people, and very dependent on Ying muyao, hardly mention Rong Zhiyi.

What's more strange is that Ying muyao actually takes the child to the supermarket. A group president takes the child to the supermarket. He thinks it strange.

And since Rong Zhiyi got married to Ying muyao, she's no longer in charge of her children. How can she need Ying muyao to take care of her children?

Nanqiao couldn't figure it out. He went to the sofa and turned off the TV. Then he reclined on the sofa to watch the play.

Just opened the food software, Gu Liuxing's phone jumped out, Nanqiao connected, low voice: "Liuxing, it's me."

Gu Liuxing finally drove Fu Yanchen to his study, and immediately called Nanqiao. When he heard her deliberately lowering voice, his eyebrows moved, "what are you doing? So low? "

Nanqiao looked at the closed bedroom door, but said: "the child is asleep."

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