Love is even colder than snow

"Dad, hug..."

The child doesn't take revenge. A few days ago, Jing Mo was bad to her. Zhaozhao has long forgotten.

She just wanted to let her favorite father hug her.

She really misses her father. These days, no matter where she goes, she likes to look around, just to find her father.

Today, I finally saw my father. She was really happy.

"Dad, hug Zhaozhao..."

Zhaozhao stretches out her little fat hand and wants Jing Mo to hug her. Seeing that he doesn't respond, she can't help feeling a little worried. She quickly gets off Lin Yichen and stumbles to Jing Mo's face.

"Dad..."

Dad still didn't want to hold her.

As soon as Zhaozhao's eyes were red, the golden beans rolled down, "Dad, no, no... Zhaozhao..."

Zhaozhao couldn't say a lot of things consistently, but everyone could hear that Zhaozhao said that her father didn't want her.

A child doesn't understand the love and hatred between adults. If her father doesn't hold her, she will take the initiative to hold her father.

Zhaozhao sobbed and hugged Jing Mo's leg.

"Let go!"

In the small courtyard in the south of the Yangtze River, where did Jing Mo be so cruel to Zhaozhao? Hearing his voice, her golden beans dripping down as if they didn't want money.

Zhaozhao cried and began to burp. She looked wronged and pathetic.

Jing Mo didn't want to have any more entanglements with his mother and daughter who liked to touch porcelain. He subconsciously wanted to get rid of her. However, he looked down and saw her big red eyes and tears on her small face. He couldn't do anything. His heart was cold as iron and threw her away.

Even, he couldn't help but want to hug her and wipe away the tears on her fleshy little face.

"Zhaozhao!"

Before Jingmo reached out, Tang Su stepped forward quickly and held Zhaozhao back to her arms.

Maybe she was afraid that Jingmo would hurt Zhaozhao. She quickly stepped back and kept a relatively cold distance from him.

"Jing Shao, I'm sorry. The child is not sensible. Please don't take it to heart."

Facing Jingmo, Tang Su wanted to be as light as possible, but in the small courtyard in the south of the Yangtze River, those memories were too warm and beautiful. When talking to him, her voice still couldn't help choking.

"Dad, look... Dad..."

Without a good hug to her father, Zhaozhao was badly lost. She stretched out her hand and wanted to touch the corner of her clothes again.

Tang Su took a deep breath and reluctantly restored his calm appearance. "Zhaozhao, you recognize the wrong person. He's not your father."

Even she doesn't know who Zhaozhao's father is.

"Dad..." Zhaozhao couldn't say a lot. She shook her head to prove to Tang Su that she didn't admit her mistake.

She is really a child, but she is not a little fool. How can she recognize her father wrong!

"Zhaozhao, he's really not your father." Tang Su gently rubbed Zhaozhao's small head, then raised his face and said to Jingmo, "jingshao, don't misunderstand."

"Zhaozhao and I have nothing to do with you in the future. We won't touch you again."

She will not destroy his good marriage with Zhou Shengsheng.

Jing Mo frowned. When Tang Su threw himself shamelessly on him, he was unhappy. But now, she was so eager to draw a line with him. He found that he was even more unhappy.

He subconsciously pressed his heart. There, I don't know what happened. It was like being opened. He took out the most important thing from the inside, which made him feel particularly empty and painful.

However, Jing Mo would not tell Tang Su about his inexplicable feelings. He said expressionless, "well, it's good not to touch porcelain."

"Dad..."

Zhaozhao burps while crying. She still wants her father.

Lin Yichen couldn't bear to see Zhaozhao so uncomfortable. He took a gadget given by Qinghuan Xiaozhu to coax her. "Zhaozhao is good. Zhaozhao doesn't cry. If you cry again, you will become a little flower cat. That won't be beautiful."

Insidious! How insidious!

I know to start with a child and please the ugly one!

Qiao Jingxing glanced angrily at Lin Yichen and sat proudly beside him.

Don't you just get a woman and let her children treat him as a father first! This is the policy of saving the country, and he will!

Thinking of his last experience that his face was too bad and scared Zhaozhao, Qiao Jingxing quickly raised his most brilliant smile, "Zhaozhao, don't cry!"

"Don't you just want a father? Jingda doesn't want to be your father. I'll be your father! "

Seeing Zhaozhao this time, he didn't think he was ugly or reject him very much. Qiao Jingxing continued to laugh and tremble. He also stretched out his hand to Zhaozhao, "come on, Dad hug..."

Zhaozhao doesn't reach out.

Qiao Jingxing didn't feel discouraged either. He kept up his efforts and said, "Zhaozhao, look at me, isn't I particularly handsome? Is it much more handsome than Jingda's black and smelly face? "

"Zhaozhao, I know. You must think I'm much more handsome than Jingmo's big black face! Zhaozhao, you see, I'm so handsome. How about I be your godfather in the future? "

After Qiao Jingxing finished, he felt that the word godfather was not very good. He quickly changed his words, "I'll be your godfather, even my own father!"

Zhaozhao is very protective. Qiao Jingxing said that Jingmo's face is black and smelly. She subconsciously wanted to refute that his father's face is not black and smelly. Her father is so handsome.

It's just that Zhaozhao won't say such a long coherent word.

She could only stare round her big eyes and looked at Qiao Jingxing and Jing Mo in distress.

Staring at them for a while, Zhaozhao is a little angry with Jingmo again. Dad really doesn't want her and her mother.

She pouted angrily. Her father was so angry that she wanted to call someone else's father. He was so angry!

It's hard to say a coherent word. Zhaozhao opened his mouth and worked hard for a long time. He only stifled such a sentence, "dry... Dad..."

Hearing Zhaozhao's voice, Qiao Jingxing immediately smiled. Jingmo's handsome face directly cooled into an ink jade.

He always thought that he was different from his mother and daughter.

It turned out that she could cling to any man. This little doll, even any person, she could take him as her father.

"Great! We Zhaozhao are great! "

Qiao Jingxing excitedly picked up Zhaozhao and wished he could hold her in a circle in public. He smiled at Tang Su sitting in a chair with a wrinkled little face and said excitedly, "ugly, do you hear me? Zhaozhao called me "Godfather!"

"She likes me. She wants me to be her stepfather! Ugly, I'll give you one last chance. Be my girlfriend. I tell you, there's no shop in this village. If you miss this opportunity, you'll regret it all your life! "