Mr.Bo, Love me please be gentle!

Ji only listened, immediately raised her thumb, smiled and said, "I'll take you!"

After a pause, he continued: "I was really going to be laughed to death by little glutinous rice just now. That acting! I was stunned by his father. I was really worried about this little boy."

Ali sneered and said disapprovingly, "what are you worried about? Worried about him beating little glutinous rice? I tell you, if he dares to move a finger of little glutinous rice, I'll tell him that little glutinous rice is his own, and then take little glutinous rice to leave the imperial capital and never come back. He can't find it all his life."

Ji Wei was shocked. She prayed silently for someone in her heart. Don't abuse her son!

"Good idea! My brother must support you. I'll find a good man to marry at that time. I'm sure I won't kill him."

As soon as the voice fell, Shen Muning walked over, smiled quietly and asked, "does Ali want to get married?"

Ali choked, quickly shook his head, said with a smile, "my brother is kidding."

Shen Muning slightly recalled that a pair of bright peach eyes were flowing. Today, he was wearing a light colored suit with a white checked shirt and polished leather shoes on his feet

The whole person looks noble and pressing, like a two-dimensional beautiful man from a cartoon.

Shen Muning smiled, "if Ali wants to get married, can you think about me?"

Ali: "

Ji Wei: "

Shen Muning thought that his confession came too suddenly, which shocked Ali.

He raised his hand and touched her forehead with his white fingers. Ah Li was slightly stunned. He subconsciously stepped back a few steps, and hundreds of thousands of people rushed by in his heart. She had always been Shen Meimei's brother, and had never had an unreasonable desire for him.

Seeing Ali's overreaction, Shen Muning lowered his eyes, his voice was low and a little hoarse, "Ali, do you dislike me?"

Ali knew his identity. He was the son of a dancer. When he was young, he lived with his mother in the red light district, which was a very dirty and messy place. Until later, he was carried by sister mi

What he remembered best was that the first time he saw Ali, she was like a "hero". At that time, if she didn't appear and save him, his life might be over.

Ali: "..." what is this? When did she dislike him? What the hell did he fill his brain with!

Thinking like this, Ali couldn't help turning his eyes at Shen Muning. When he was full, he was thinking.

"I don't despise you. You are my friend. I always treat you as my brother."

you 're right! It's her brother. She has a man she likes. Although the man is not enlightened, he misunderstood that xiaonuomi is her child with other men.

Shen Muning felt a pain in his heart. He immediately felt that it was difficult to breathe. His fingers curled up hard, and the green tendons on the back of his white hand were almost exposed.

Seeing that he was silent all the time, Ali gave a click in his heart. He didn't dare to look into his eyes for no reason. He always felt that he had hurt him, but this emotional thing can't be forced.

After hesitating for a while, she asked tentatively, "Shen Muning, you shouldn't misunderstand anything?"

"What do I misunderstand? I just joked with you! Ali, you can't take it seriously!"

Shen Muning, who came back to God, couldn't help but lift up his thin lips, and his peach blossom eyes narrowed slightly.

Er, Ali was stunned. Just be happy!

……

Bo Hanchi took xiaonuomi to the police station to take notes. However, what can a three-year-old child say? Even if xiaonuomi knows the mobile phone numbers of mommy and uncle and his home address, he can't say anything, otherwise his plan with mommy will be in vain.

So he remained silent and timidly followed his father behind him.

The little policeman who received their father and son quickly took notes. According to the rules, he wanted to keep the little glutinous rice, but the little glutinous rice had been hiding behind the thin cold pool, and a pair of fleshy little hands were still clinging to his clothes.

The little policeman knew Bo Hanchi's identity and naturally trusted him, so he asked him to take the little glutinous rice back.

On the way back, little glutinous rice was suddenly hungry. He saw the 24-hour golden arch. He immediately pulled the corners of the thin cold pool and asked in a low voice, "Daddy, I'm hungry. Can you take me to KFC? When I was with Mommy, Mommy always said it was junk food and wouldn't let me eat a mouthful, but I really wanted to eat..."

Then he swallowed a mouthful of saliva.

Bo Hanchi turned his head and looked at the little glutinous rice indifferently. A strange flash flashed across his eyes. "It's not impossible to eat, but you have to answer me a question."

As soon as little glutinous rice heard it, he was unhappy. When he was a three-year-old boy! Eat something and answer questions.

He looked up and was particularly depressed. "Daddy, what do you want to ask me?"

With those dark eyes, Bo Hanchi suddenly felt sorry. He even threatened a little boy with food. If it was spread, he would like to have this face!

But if you don't ask, he will not sleep tonight.

After thinking about it, Bo Hanchi asked softly, "little glutinous rice, can you tell me your mommy's name?"

"I know. My mommy's name is song he." little glutinous rice's face was clever and flatteringly shook his arm, "Daddy, do you want to know how I recognize you?"

Bo Hanchi: "... No."

This is obviously a misunderstanding. He doesn't know this "song he" at all. How can he have such a big child with her!

Whether dad wants to listen or not, little glutinous rice still has to say. Mommy told her that if you want to succeed in staying with Dad, you must win his sympathy first.

"Daddy, I saw your picture when I was very young. It was on my bedside table with mommy. Mommy told me that if I saw the man in the picture, I must call him daddy..."

With that, little glutinous rice looked at Bo Hanchi very seriously and looked wronged. "Dad, my stomach has growled. Mommy said that if I don't eat enough, I will faint."

Bo Hanchi: "..." your mommy has a lot to do!

Of course, he will never speak ill of his mother in front of little glutinous rice.

"Ah Yi, drive over."

Ah, who has been driving, heard their conversation early in the morning and was ready to turn around at the intersection, otherwise he wouldn't have driven so slowly just now.

Although ah Yi was dissatisfied with the young master's betrayal of Miss Ali's love, the child was innocent. He was not narrow enough to spread his resentment on a three-year-old child.

"Yes, young master."

"Dad, it's very kind of you! Bixin."

Mommy didn't lie to him. Daddy is still good. I look forward to the next time.

……