"Do you hear me? Qiqi said stay with me!" Hearing that Qiqi was standing by her side, sun Zhenzhen got more elegant and slightly raised his eyebrows with the most obvious pride.

When little star heard Mommy say to stay, he hurried to come over. "Daddy, you go back. When Mommy and I have lived enough, we will go back."

The little guy started driving him away.

I didn't take good care of mummy. She suffered a lot of crying in the past three years. Now I don't know who he is. What can I do if I don't teach him a lesson?

Man, it's too crazy!

Black eyes narrowed slightly, he looked at the small head, reached out his hand and rubbed it mercilessly, in a cold and hard tone, with the threat of Yin test, "do you really want to go back?"

"I listen to mummy. Mummy says I'll go back. Mummy says I won't go back if I don't!" Finish saying, the little fellow nimbly hid to Mu Qiqi's hand, pulling her clothes and only showing a small head to see him.

Even his own son is against him, to whom can he hope?

Just about to go back to the house in a rush of anger, I don't know when the little girl who came down from the sofa suddenly got under his pants, and two white and tender hands tightly held his thigh, like a jewel, the bright eyes looked at him.

"Daddy, daddy, you are little Molly's daddy."

All the people present were confused, including sun Zhenzhen.

Immediately crouch down body to coax daughter, "Molly is good, he is not Daddy."

"No, no, he's daddy, daddy." Don't look at the young girl is a full face control, as long as you see the handsome brother maybe the millet can't walk.

And in her eyes, daddy must be the most handsome one, so she will regard the handsome and tragic Mo yanjue as daddy.

The tip of his heart was slightly sour. Sun Zhenzhen reached out to try to lift his daughter up from moyanjue's leg. "Molly, listen to Ma Ma Ma. This uncle is the father of brother Xingxing, not Molly. When daddy has time, he will come to see Molly."

Bright tears in her eyes, the little girl Wei qubaba looked at her, "really? Isn't he really Molly's daddy? "

Sun Zhen really got together. In recent years, the only thing she felt sorry for her daughter was that she didn't get her due father's love. So every time her daughter mentioned her father's love, she was so miserable that she began to doubt whether she was right or wrong when she gave birth to her on her own initiative.

Zhang opened his mouth and his voice was dry. He was about to open his mouth and return to his daughter's question. He squatted down slowly and said, "tell Uncle what's your name?"

Hearing uncle's words, sun Zhenzhen felt a thump in his heart.

He said uncle, not uncle.

What does this mean?

He knows what... He looks at Mo yanjue with a nervous expression and subconsciously protects her daughter in her arms.

"My name is little Molly, Shuai. Aren't you really my daddy?" The little girl is eager for father's love. She blinks at him with big, watery eyes. She hopes to get a positive answer from his mouth.

Gently rubbed the top of the little girl's head, the corner of her mouth curved in a good-looking arc, he said softly: "Molly wants to call uncle, can't you call uncle to know?"

The little girl didn't understand. She looked at him askew with a small head with a beautiful braid. She asked softly, "why?"

"Because..." he hesitated a little.

In a moment of hesitation, he clearly saw sun Zhenzhen's face, who was always fearless, flashing a flash of panic, as if he was very nervous about what he was about to say.

His dark eyes narrowed, and he continued, "because"

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