Sweet trap: President, Let Me Go!

Her neat short hair completely exposed her face, exquisite and beautiful eyebrows, white to almost transparent skin, and her lip color was very light, not as ruddy as before.

Yunqing, she's finally back.

Song Yunqing stopped and saw him in a black suit. He was so caught off guard that he appeared in front of her.

He was thinner, his breath was colder, and he had more vicissitudes than ever before.

"Mommy!" Song muzhe ran over and took his mother's hand. His mother's hand was cold. So was he.

"Sister in law!" Peng Yue and Hua can exclaimed.

This "sister-in-law" made song Yunqing take back her eyes. She looked down at Song muzhe.

Song muzhe looked up and said calmly, "Mommy, don't be afraid. I've informed uncle yuan."

Song Yunqing pinched her son's hand to show that she knew.

"Mommy!" Song Muruo in Mu Xichen's arms smiled and stretched out his hand to song Yunqing.

Song Yunqing reached out to pick up her daughter and did not look at Mu Xichen.

"Mommy, my lucky ball helped me find this man like my brother. Do you see if he is my father?" Song Muruo suddenly withdrew his hand and held Mu Xichen's face.

Song Yunqing's hand to pick up her daughter fell empty. Mu Xichen stepped back and didn't let her meet song Muruo.

"Ah moon! You come down! " Song muzhe roared.

Song Muruo said, "Mommy, my brother is cruel to me again!" But his hand did not leave muxichen's face.

Song Yunqing took two steps forward and went directly to Mu Xichen's arms to hold song Muruo.

Muxichen stuffed song Muruo in his arms directly into Peng Yue's arms and hugged song Yunqing in his arms.

Peng Yue quickly hugged the stuffed little princess.

"Yunqing, you are back at last! Yun Qing! " He buried his head on Song Yunqing's shoulder and took a deep breath. It's Yunqing. It's Yunqing's taste. His Yunqing is back!

He involuntarily tightened his arm.

"Yunqing, Yunqing, Yunqing!"

Song Yunqing's body became stiff at the moment he hugged her. His arms, like iron, tightly bound her and made her unable to move.

Song Muruo was startled by the sudden change of arms.

After adjusting his posture in Peng Yue's arms, he looked back and saw the two people holding together, so he "giggled" and clapped his hands: "ah moon has a daddy, ah moon has a daddy."

The sound woke up the two people embracing each other.

Song Yunqing's desperate struggle pushed Mu Xichen away. Mu Xichen didn't dare to be strong. She pushed him back two steps.

Song Yunqing did not look at her, but directly reached out to Peng Yue and held song Muruo in his hand.

Mu Xichen grabbed her hand: "Yunqing!"

Yunqing shook vigorously, "Sir, you recognize the wrong person!"

Mu Xichen looked at Song Yunqing in surprise. Lin Jiarui and Hua can couldn't help but step forward: "sister-in-law?"

Song Yunqing did not look at them, but just went to hug song Muruo in Peng Yue's arms: "ah moon, come to mom."

Peng Yue stepped back and avoided her hand: "sister-in-law?"

Mu Xichen grabbed song Yunqing's shoulders: "Yunqing, Yunqing, I know it's my fault. How can you forgive me? Yunqing, come home with me. " His voice trembled and was full of supplications.

Song Yunqing's eyes slowly turned to Mu Xichen's, and his voice was calm and cold: "Sir, please let go of your hand. You recognize the wrong person, please return my daughter to me."

Mu Xichen looked into song Yunqing's eyes. His eyes were red: "Yunqing, tell me, ah moon is our daughter, right? They are our children, aren't they? "

Song Yunqing looked away and said with a sneer, "Sir, you made a mistake."

"Wrong? Then tell me, whose children are they? " Mu Xichen did not let song Yunqing go.

"What does it have to do with you? They are my children. " Song Yunqing's voice was cold and broke away from Mu Xichen's hand.

"Yun Qing, I'm wrong. It's all my fault. Please forgive me." Mu Xichen looked at Song Yunqing's back and his voice was full of pain.

Song Yunqing paused and walked to Peng Yue: "ah moon, Mommy."

Song Muruo felt that the atmosphere was somewhat unusual and held out his hand to his mother.

Peng Yue retreated smartly: "sister-in-law, don't be angry. I, I'll hold the child for you. Let's go home and talk about it at home?"

After that, he winked at Huacan. Huacan understood it. As soon as he fished his long arm, he held the young handsome boy who was watching the excitement nervously in his arms. It was a child. Suddenly, he was attacked and screamed: "Mommy!"

Song Yunqing looked back and saw that mu Xizhe was also picked up. He was furious: "put down my son!"

Hua can smiles: "sister-in-law, come home with us!"

Lin Jiarui was worried: "sister-in-law -"

Song Yunqing's voice was even colder: "return the child to me, or I'll call the police!"

Mu Xichen took her hand: "Yunqing, come home with me. You can punish me any way. Give me a chance. Please, don't leave me!"

Song Yunqing frowned, "why should I go home with you? Give me the child back! " Song Yunqing said and raised her cell phone.

Peng Yue and Hua can are stunned. Unexpectedly, song Yunqing really doesn't recognize them.

Will it, will it also lose memory? They still know that memory can be sealed.

Mu Xichen had calmed down: "Yunqing -"

"I'm not!" Song Yunqing interrupted him and began to call.

Mu Xichen grabbed her phone, held her up and said, "Huateng villa!"

Peng Yue and Hua can walk ahead with a child in their arms.

Little song Muruo felt a little strange and looked curiously at the mommy held by the marshal. Should such a big man hold her?

Song muzhe struggled desperately in Hua can's arms, kicked and beat, and threatened Mu Xichen: "don't hurt my mommy!"

"Little, little master, the boss won't hurt your mommy. Shall we go home together?" Hua can holds song muzhe carefully to prevent his struggle from falling to the ground and from being hurt by the little guy's shameless kick.

I can't help sighing my fate. I see how good the little princess in Peng Yue's arms is. She doesn't make noise. She looks at the adults like a curious baby.

Song Yunqing also struggled in Mu Xichen's arms: "asshole! Let me go! Let go of me! "

Mu Xichen's eyes gradually turned red without saying a word, holding song Yunqing firmly to his car.

Lin Jiarui, Peng Yue and Hua can get on the business car behind them.

Mu Xichen hugged song Yunqing in his arms and did not allow her to struggle. His lips had been wildly kissed.

Yunqing's taste. He has thought about her for four years. She finally came back. Anyway, he won't let her go!

When Yunqing felt that she could die of lack of oxygen, Mu Xichen finally let her go. Her big breath just slowed down.

"Pa!" Slapped Mu Xichen in the face.

Mu Xichen was stunned for a long time and reached out to touch his face.

Watching song Yunqing pant, he stared at himself fiercely.

He grabbed song Yunqing's hand and turned it over to see, "does it hurt?"

Song Yunqing resisted the urge to roll her eyes.

"Yunqing, you can beat me or scold me. As long as you come back, you can do anything." Despite song Yunqing's struggle, Mu Xichen forcibly hugged her and breathed the familiar smell on her, which made him miss her for too long.

The joy of recovery, the pain day and night, at this moment, the real moment of holding song Yunqing, made him cry like rain.

"Yunqing, please don't leave me. You can do whatever you want. Don't leave me, don't leave me." Mu Xichen hugged song Yunqing tightly, and tears fell on her neck.

At this moment, he hopes that time will stand still and make them eternal.

If he dies at this moment, he is also willing, because he finally has Yunqing in his arms.

Feeling the warmth around her neck, song Yunqing's body stiffened and no longer struggled.

In the back car, song Muruo sat down, but she didn't panic. Calmly, she asked song muzhe, who was grimacing around her: "Xiaoshuai, do you think dashai is our father? Mommy doesn't seem very happy. Where are we going? Did you tell sister Nina and brother Ziyu to come to us -- "

"Shut up!" Song muzhe could not bear to scold his sister.

Peng Yue and Hua can tremble with this look and tone. Usually when they talk a lot, they will hear such a sound coldly. Except for some milk in the tone, everything else is the same.

"You hurt me again." Song Muruo was unhappy with his mouth.

"Brother -" sweet Nuo said.

Song muzhe looked out of the window, or rather, in the rearview mirror.

"Brother -" with a sweeter voice, he leaned closer to song muzhe.

Peng Yue and Hua can are secretly surprised, and their eyes wander between the two children.

"Sit down! Don't move or talk! " Song muzhe finally opened his mouth, and his voice was no longer cold and angry.

"Oh, I'm obedient." Song Muruo immediately smiled like flowers. She could hear the slightest difference in her brother's tone.

Peng Yue suddenly had a strong hunch that the little girl would kill the boss in the future!

Imagine if the little girl called "Daddy" twice with this voice. It is estimated that the boss would not hesitate to go up the knife mountain and down the sea of fire.

So he showed his signature charming smile: "little princess, how old are you?"

He was going to take off the gloves from the little princess. The little minister's face was a small minister, and he was too stressed.

"I'm four years old and my brother is four plus five minutes!" Song Muruo answered crisply.

Hua can didn't understand, but Peng Yue understood: "that means my brother is five minutes older than you?"

Song Muruo nodded.

"Where are you from?" Hua can asks curiously that their exit is the channel for international flights.

"London!" Song Muruo knows everything.

"London?" Peng Yue and Hua can look at each other in surprise.

"You, have you always lived in London with your mother?" Peng Yue asked again.

Song Muruo nodded, "yes! I've been in London. This is the first time I've come to China. "

It turned out that they had been in London. Peng Yue smiled bitterly. They didn't find song Yunqing's exit record. They always thought she was in China. How did she get out? Can escape their tracking system?

"Uncle, where are we going?" Song Muruo asked Peng Yue.

Peng Yue quickly smiled and said, "go to your father's house. It's a beautiful place by the sea. You'll like it."

Song Muruo was very happy. When he saw his brother's eyes, he always looked out of the car and couldn't help smiling again.

Song muzhe's little face stretched, and the corners of his lips suddenly aroused.

The driver whispered to Lin Jiarui, the co driver, "brother Jiarui, there are at least three cars following us."

Lin Jiarui didn't speak. He had already found out.

This is the outer ring expressway. The three cars behind followed very closely. They tried to overtake several times because the traffic flow was too dense and failed.

Lin Jiarui glanced at the four people behind him from the rearview mirror. Suddenly, he found that song muzhe, who had been silent, had been looking at the rearview mirror, while the index finger of his right hand hit the wrist of his left hand.

"Mom is in front of the car. Keep up and don't move." Morse code?