Thank you for Waiting,Mister Tang!

Ye Muyun's small face is a little tight, sitting for a long time before he opened his mouth: "I saw dad."

Ye Liangqiu has some mistakes.

She has never said Qin Anlan with Mu Yun. How can Mu Yun recognize him?

Ye Muyun's voice is very light, "the airport saw, he looked at his mother, mother also looked at him."

Ye Liangqiu didn't know how to explain to his son. He was silent for a long time, "but his mother can't take Muyun to see him for the time being."

Xiao Muyun nodded obediently: "I like Uncle Lin, too."

It's just, if that person is a dad, it's better.

Adults can often guess what children don't say.

Ye Liangqiu didn't want to say too much cruel words to him. He reached out and touched his head, "OK, sleep!"

Small Mu cloud Oh a, darling lie down.

Ye Liangqiu didn't go anywhere. He just lay beside his small body.

Half holding my son.

She never said that she also had insomnia.

Only by holding Muyun can she fall asleep

Insomnia can infect, why, love, won't?

Xiao Muyun had already fallen asleep. He asked softly, "Mom, do you like Uncle Lin?"

"Does Moyun like it?"

"Yes."

"Mom likes it."

What else does Xiao Muyun want to ask, but a child is still a child. It is always easy to fall asleep, and then he is silent.

Ye Liangqiu covers the quilt for him and lies on his side

Mu Yun, I'm sorry I can't give you dad.

He has someone else. He's married.

Ye Liangqiu didn't fall asleep one night, and the next day he was a little dizzy. Fortunately, Aunt Zhang took Muyun for a day, and Muyun was listening to her.

In the evening, Aunt Zhang takes Xiao Muyun to a square near here. It's a high-end villa area, so the public security is very good. Ye Liangqiu doesn't have to worry.

Xiao Muyun is six years old and hasn't been to school, but he likes to shoot small balls recently.

Playing the ball is not to play, but he likes to count as he pats.

Counting to a thousand, the middle-aged lady sitting on one side laughed: "what a clever child."

Aunt Zhang quickly smiles.

Sitting is Mrs. Qin, the last leader of King entertainment.

Look at the beautiful little guy, and then look at Aunt Zhang, "your grandson?"

Aunt Zhang didn't take too much precautions and blurted out: "it's not my family's, it's my employer's child."

Mrs. Qin looked at the little guy again and asked casually, "what's your employer's name?"

There are more than a dozen households living here. Mrs. Qin knows most of the things she can buy.

Aunt Zhang thought about it and said, "Miss Ye."

"Miss ye?" Mrs. Qin thought, "is it ye Liangqiu?"

Aunt Zhang said yes.

Where did she know that the one sitting here is Xiao Muyun's grandmother, or she would not have said to kill her.

When Mrs. Qin looked at her children, she felt more and more like a person.

Her face slowly turned blue on the subway.

Child, she likes it, but she is not satisfied with the child's mother.

The family background is not good, has a neuropathy mother, the family breaks down, hears to be uncomfortable.

Mrs. Qin didn't show it, but said with a smile: "of course, the children born to miss ye are different."

Aunt Zhang saw the old lady a little wrong It seems that I know Miss Ye.

"Do you know Miss ye?" he asked tentatively

Mrs. Qin played Tai Chi: "she is very famous. My daughter likes her movies. I can't believe that I should live together! "

What's more, she even gave birth to an LAN's child!

[it's five o'clock tomorrow afternoon]

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