I Can Kiss You Forever

Xia Yunchu was forced to choose the title of the tenth five-year plan.

When Xia Shen was one year old, Hetun made a grand celebration for the little guy, which was even more lively than when he married a wife. It's full of flowers and trees.

At the age of one year, it is natural that the last step is to draw lots.

What Xia Shen chose was not a toy, but the ranking among Hetun's adopted children, which was also what Hetun called him in the future.

From the boss to the old thirteen, these are left to Xia Shen to choose.

The numbers are written on paper, and Hetun will take the little guy in his arms and let him choose.

At that time, Xia Yunchu thought that if his son chose Lao 13, it would be better. If he chose others, wouldn't it be repeated? For example, old four, old five and old eight, there are two.

Xia Yunchu knew that he had no way to stop Hetun from accepting his son Xia Shen as an adopted son. Maybe that's why he brought himself back to spee castle.

At that time, Xia Yunchu was curious about why each adopted son put a cup of black liquor in front of him. Only later did she know that the so-called liquor was a neurotoxin and would be killed on the spot.

In other words, Hetun will not let his adopted son have the same ranking and address.

If Xia Shen accidentally chooses the fourth child, the original fourth child will drink the cup of poisonous wine

Hetun's nature is still cruel. No matter how many years have passed, his insidious and ruthless nature has not been honed, but will be more vigorous. All the adopted children are just tools for him.

Call and wave.

A more terrible sign is that Xia Yunchu has not seen Yan Laoer since Hetun was "persuaded back" by a secretary.

Li yanye's promise of "holding the beauty back" may be an empty joy for Yan Laoer.

He was just a one-year-old babbling boy. He didn't know anything about the number of words. He just arched around Hetun's arms with his big eyes open and looked at the row of numbers curiously.

"Little guy, now the adoptive father reads the number to you. If you like which one, just give it to the adoptive father, okay?"

Xia Shen naturally didn't understand. He just tossed a sudden toy on Hetun.

"Boss... Second... Third..."

Hetun read very slowly, as if to give the little guy time to think and react. It was just that the little guy was obviously not interested in the numbers in Hetun mouth and just played with an exquisite pistol taken out of him.

Hetun was playing with him and continued to read the numbers carelessly.

But Xia Yunchu next to him was really scared to death. A heartbeat hit his throat. He was afraid that Xiao xiashen, who was only one year old, would wipe his gun and go off fire. But later she knew that the bullet had to be loaded first, and then there was some insurance on it.

In other words, the gun Xia Shen played with was very safe. When I didn't know at that time, Xia Yunchu was really scared.

"Old seven... Old eight..."

When Hua Hetun read old eight, Xia Shen, who was in his arms, stopped, and then his lovely little mouth kept saying, "eight eight... Eight... Eight..."

Everyone present didn't know. Only Xia Yunchu understood that his son Xia Shen didn't read "eight", but "father".

This is the word Xia Yunchu occasionally teaches him in front of the little guy. "Dad" and "Mom".

"Ha ha... Does the little guy like old eight?"

Hetun laughed heartily and kissed the little guy on the face who kept reading "88".

Xia Yunchu obviously saw that Yan Laoba's original calm face changed color, and then slowly stretched out his hand to pick up the cup of black liquor in front of him.

Xia Yunchu didn't know at that time, but she subconsciously felt that it was not a good thing.

She shouted and stopped. "Wait a minute, I don't like old eight! I don't like what my son's name is old eight! It's called fifteen! A full moon is fifteen!"

The figure of fifteen is just a casual remark. Anyway, it sounds much better than old Thirteen!

And don't involve other adopted children to die.

Hetun paused, as if waiting for the little guy's response.

"Deep, listen to Mommy. Do you like the tenth five year plan? If you like it, nod your head and eat neineinei deeply."

Xia Yun's first attempt to induce his son Xia Shen.

As soon as Xia Shen heard that there was milk to drink, he immediately turned his head into a rattle and thought of jumping into Xia Yunchu's arms.

Seeing the little guy nodding suddenly, Hetun also decided happily.

"Let's call it fifteen in the future! Fifteen sounds good!" Hetun doted on the little guy's red face and kissed, "fifteen... After that, my adoptive father will call you fifteen!"

Yan Laoba's hand holding the wine glass trembled slightly and finally loosened slowly. His forehead was full of sweat. He knew he had swam around from the gate of hell.

He subconsciously looked at Xia Yunchu with gratitude.

Xia Yunchu breathed a sigh of relief and gave him a pale smile.

Xia Yunchu is kind, and her kindness is as warm as the sun.

Xiao Xia's childish and lovely laughter echoed in the whole spee castle, and pulled back Xia Yunchu's memory from three years ago. It's just a sigh.