Li tingjue stood on the terrace smoking and stared at the road home, hoping her car would appear.

Although he knew it was impossible, he was still looking forward to it.

"What's the matter?"

Hearing Lengran say help, isn't he guarding Yan Yu tonight? What the hell is going on?

Under the bright starry sky, the tall figure stands on the terrace, the picture is beautiful and dreamy. Suddenly a meteor fell, and Li tingjue's eyes swept over.

If Xiaoyan were there, she would say, "there are meteors, make a wish quickly."

This is her childhood habit, so every time he sees a meteor, he will think of her.

"Jue, my family has a little steamed stuffed bun. I've been crying. Teach me what to do?"

His family doesn't have three small steamed stuffed buns. It should be more than enough to deal with one.

Li tingjue then withdrew his thoughts, "whose child?"

Could Angela have been coldly taken away again, and there was a trace of uneasiness on his face.

Coldly, he also felt his mood and hurriedly explained: "it's not Angela, it's the child born of ice cream. She said it's my daughter. Now she's gone, and the child is left with me. She's been crying and her face is blue."

"Well, you deserve it."

After that, Li tingzi hung up and didn't mean to help him at all.

And a man is in a bad mood at this time? So I don't want to take care of his debt at all. Whether it's his child or someone else's, it has nothing to do with his Li Ting.

His wife and children are not around, so he is upset, so it's strange that he can be happy to hear others say about his children.

Coldly, I saw that the phone was ruthlessly hung up, and my eyebrows were frowning and tightening.

"Shit, it's not authentic. Help brother!"

So he dialed again. Li tingjue sighed and connected.

"I don't understand. They weren't with me when they were young. How do I know how to do it?"

That's the truth. He's missing a lot from them. For example, when they were born, for example, when they spoke, walked and went to school for the first time.

Too many, too many first times, he didn't participate. Thinking of this, his mood became worse and worse.

"Solve it yourself, or ask her."

Then he hung up again, went in, grabbed one of the car keys and went downstairs.

Coldly listening to the awn sound after hanging up, and then the baby cry in my ears, the whole person is not good.

It seems that such a big little thing is a hundred times harder to carry than Angela. My God, don't joke with me.

He dialed Mo Qingyan's number. Mo Qingyan was sleepy and reached for his cell phone.

"Hello?"

"Xiaoyan, the baby has been crying. What should I do?"

Mo Qingyan raised his hand and rubbed his eyes, mechanically returning to him.

"When children cry, they are either pulling or hungry."

Coldly, his eyes lit up, as if this reason, "OK, thank you, Xiaoyan. Sleep, good dream."

Then he hurried back to the guest room. Chen Bangqian put headphones in his ears and held the little guy. It was very funny walking around the house.

Seeing Lengran come in, she quickly put the child on the bed, "look at it yourself. I'm going to sleep. I'm so sleepy!"

Then he left, and walked with the wind and ran fast.

Lengran knew that the girl didn't like children and blamed her bad luck. He could only pull open her diapers with a stiff head. His eyes turned over and he almost fainted.

"Why is the child's shit so smelly?"

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