Sir Ares,Goodnight!

Zhan hanjue's wheelchair stopped at the bottom of the tower, just thought for a while, then turned around and went back.

Ye Feng surprised way, "president, don't you go to visit the old man?"

Battle [biquge 5200] www.bqg5200.xyz ]"No, I'll move back to tourmaline when I finish my work," he said

......

Yan Zhengling received a message from Zhan hanjue: "come to calendar garden."

Simple words, but let Yan Zhengling want to dirty.

Does he need her to solve his psychological needs?

When Yan Zhengling hesitated about how to reply to the text message, Han Bao suddenly ran in, smashed into mommy's arms and said, "Mommy, my uncle has made a reservation for today's one o'clock plane. We are leaving Yancheng. Mommy, I'll miss you. "

Yan Zhengling hugged Han Bao and said with a gentle smile, "son, Mommy can't accompany you to the competition. But Mommy believes in you. You've never let mommy down. You're the best. "

Hanbao's peach blossom eyes were full of confidence, "HMM. Mommy, I won't let you down. I will beat all my opponents. Let them all submit to me. "

"It's important to win. But your life is more important. Remember what Mommy said

"Well." Hanbao nodded.

Yan Zheng came in in a hurry and urged: "Han Bao, it's too late. Let's go."

Yan Zhengling stood up and sent Hanbao downstairs.

Yan Zheng holds Hanbao and gets on the bus.

I'm not willing to put Hanbao down.

Han Bao was lying on the back of the chair in the back of the car. He saw mommy stuck there like a tree stump, and the wind couldn't move.

"Mommy." Hanbao's tears burst out in an instant.

Yan Zheng holds Hanbao more tightly.

Until Yan family courtyard is far behind, Hanbao just sit well.

"Uncle, I forgot to say goodbye to Tong Bao."

Yan Zheng Wei Leng, "do you want to go back and say goodbye to her?"

Han Bao shook his head. "Forget it. When I left, Mommy cried. What am I going to do with mommy again! Anyway, the game will be over soon. I can see Tong Bao. "

"Well." Yan Zheng bit his lip. He choked.

Han Bao recognized that his voice was abnormal and turned to look at him, "uncle. Did you cry? "

"I didn't cry." Yan Zheng said.

Han Bao hands his head to him, and the eyes of two little suckling dogs stare at Yan Zheng.

"You cry."

Yan Zheng casually wiped tears, "cry to cry, I don't want my daughter-in-law."

Han Bao sighed, "every time my father thinks about Mommy, his face is like coming out of the ice cellar. It's so cold that it snows in June. We dare not talk to him. And you cry when you miss your daughter-in-law. "

Han Bao shook his head. "Marriage is terrible. When I grow up, I don't want to be fascinated by women and lose myself. "

Yan Zheng suddenly felt that this was a very bad start. So painstakingly persuade Hanbao, "marriage is good, cold day someone warm bed."

"The electric blanket is not better. You can turn it on and off if you want." The cold treasure Du wears mouth way.

Yan Zheng said: "I'm not sure."