Chu Qiao, who had not yet stood firm, burst out laughing.
"Hahaha..." But before Chu Qiao even laughed a few times, Meng Yanchen glared at her and stopped laughing. She didn't expect that her casual words would be remembered so well by Xiao Xi.
Hearing Chu Qiao's laughter, Meng Yanchen's face became gloomier and his face became tense.
I haven’t seen him for three years. The little boy on the ground is very small and looks very much like himself when he was a child. He is simply a condensed version of himself. Xiaoxi is his son, but he never thought that his son would be afraid of him.
Afraid of this!
Meng Yanchen saw that Chu Qiao insisted on getting off his arms, so he put Chu Qiao down. Seeing that she could stand firmly, he loosened his hold on her waist. He walked to Xiao Xi and squatted down slowly.
He lowered his body and looked at Xiao Xi.
Xiao Xi's face fell completely, tears filled her eyes, and she pouted: "Uncle Godzilla, let Xiao Xi's mother go. Do you really want to eat Xiao Xi? Xiao Xi's meat
It doesn't taste good...it really doesn't taste good!" Although he was scared, he subconsciously put his hand on the back of Meng Yanchen's hand.
Small hands, soft.
Meng Yanchen couldn't help but feel shocked.
This is the fruit of his and Chu Qiao's love...
Zhang Chunhua patted Chu Qiao's little head and said, "Xiao Xi, what's this mess? What are you talking about?" However, her eyes looked at Meng Yanchen suspiciously. This man was so intimate with Chu Qiao, could it be that he was in front of her?
Is the person Xiao Xi’s daddy?
Xiao Xi put her hands on her hips and said confidently to Zhang Chunhua: "Mummy Chunhua, Mommy told me!"
Meng Yanchen knew that the culprit was Chu Qiao!
However, he glared at Chu Qiao with his phoenix eyes, then turned his gaze away, still with a trace of sullenness on his face, and said to Xiao Xi: "Remember, I am not your uncle, I am your father.
land!"
He hasn't finished speaking yet.
"Peng——" there was a sound, and something fell to the ground.
Everyone turned their attention to the source of the sound.
The lunch box in Mo Yefeng's hand fell to the ground, and the soup inside spilled out, staining the white marble floor tiles. The light yellow soup was still steaming with steam, like chicken soup, and was Mo Yefeng's flower.
Prepared mentally.
"What did you say?" Mo Yefeng narrowed his eyes slightly, clenched his fingers tightly, and his knuckles turned white, as if he was holding back with great force.
Meng Yanchen straightened up, a hint of evil flashed in his eyes. As a man, he could see the man's intention towards Chu Qiao when they met yesterday. It was the look a man would have when looking at the woman he loves.
However, whether it was three years ago or now, Chu Qiao was his, and he could no longer let go.
"What did I say?" Meng Yanchen raised his eyebrows and a smile appeared at the corner of his mouth: "I said, I am Xiao Xi's daddy!"
Chu Qiao felt the tense momentum from the two men. Meng Yanchen was the man she loved, and Mo Yefeng was the best person to her in the past three years. She didn't want any conflict between the two of them over her.
"Brother Mo, I want to explain something to you!" Chu Qiao, who was standing aside, said, "Can I talk to you alone?" The scene is a bit chaotic now. There are some things that she wants to discuss with Mo Yefeng.
Explain clearly separately.
Here, Meng Yanchen wanted to say something, but was stopped by Chu Qiao's eyes.
Mo Yefeng also wanted to hear what Chu Qiao explained, so he nodded: "Okay!"
So, Mo Yefeng supported Chu Qiao and walked to the bench in the small garden.
"Chu Qiao, how did your foot get injured?" Mo Yefeng's eyes fell on the sole of Chu Qiao's foot, which was wrapped like a rice dumpling. Some blood could be seen faintly on it, and the injury should be quite serious. Today,
She also wore a man's coat over her uniform. It looked like it was that man's coat.
"Did he force you?" Mo Yefeng had an idea and asked.
Chu Qiao shook her head: "No! I accidentally hurt my foot!"
Mo Yefeng's hanging heart was a little relieved: "Chu Qiao, that's good! Chu Qiao, I just want to ask you. What he just said was his own wishful thinking, wasn't it?" He was full of expectations today.
I brought the soup I made to Chu Qiao, but I didn't expect to see such a scene and hear such a conversation.
He only wanted a positive answer to confirm her suspicion.
After guarding her for more than two years, he didn't want to wait any longer. He really wanted to be the man beside her, protect her, prevent her from getting hurt, and give her a lifetime of happiness.
"No--"
"Impossible!" Mo Yefeng's eyes were red, and the smile at the corner of his mouth disappeared without a trace in an instant: "Chu Qiao, do you remember what you said? You told me that you would consider me.
Yes. You will give me a chance and let me stay by your side. It has only been a few days, have you forgotten everything?" The excitement and joy in her heart were completely destroyed by her word 'no'
.
Chu Qiao smiled bitterly and said: "Brother Mo, I really thank you! If it weren't for you, I would have no chance of bail and no way to take care of Xiao Xi. Without a job, I couldn't support myself and Xiao Xi. In the past three years,
I know you have paid a lot for me. I am very touched by this... really. I once thought that I could be with you out of emotion, but later, I found that I couldn't do it at all. I'm sorry, Brother Mo, I'm so sorry
I’m sorry!”
Touched, and love...
Originally, it was two different things.
At first, she was touched by his dedication. However, in the face of love, she realized that it was really difficult to do it!
Mo Yefeng sneered, stood up from the bench, turned his back to Chu Qiao, and closed his eyes.
"I'm sorry? What's the use of being sorry? I don't need your apology!" Mo Yefeng said coldly. She will never give him what he wants. So what's the point of being sorry?
"Is that man really Xiao Xi's daddy?" He asked this sentence sourly.
"Yes." Chu Qiao nodded: "He is Xiao Xi's biological father and the only person I love. In the past three years, there have been too many misunderstandings between us. Now, I know that he loves me,
But why am I inseparable from him? I think our family of three will be happy."
Suddenly, Mo Yefeng left without saying anything.
She is happy and willing, what can he say?
He doesn't have the big heart to say to her, "I wish you happiness." He is just a stingy person. He loves her, so he wants her to be the only one in her heart. Since he can't do it, he won't bother her any more.
.
"Brother Mo..." Chu Qiao called.
However, Mo Yefeng never looked back, leaving only a determined back.
The wind blew and her hair moved, covering her eyes. She did not get up and chase after her. Since it was impossible, what use would chasing after her have?
*Xiao Xi and Meng Yanchen were sitting at a dining table, staring at each other.
Meng Yanchen took the chopsticks, picked up a handful of green vegetables, put it in his mouth, and started chewing.
Xiao Xi looked at Meng Yanchen with her big eyes, and asked in a surprised tone: "Godzilla, Daddy, you are so awesome! You also eat vegetables!" It turns out that Godzilla not only eats people, but also eats vegetables!
Meng Yanchen had three black lines on his head. Although Xiao Xi had already called him daddy, could he not add the word Godzilla? Also, what does it mean to eat vegetables? He thought of Xiao Xi now.
, I love and hate it at the same time.
After thinking for a while, Meng Yanchen raised a smile at the corner of his mouth: "Xiao Xi, can you just call me Daddy from now on, instead of Godzilla Daddy?" The dark phoenix eyes were full of helplessness, but why
Also try to smile.
Xiao Xi tilted her head and thought for a while: "Is this...are you my daddy?" He was also confused now. Mommy said that the man in front of her could eat people, but now he said that he was
Xiaoxi's daddy. His little brain obviously can't process so much information.
"Okay, then I will believe you for once. Then daddy, you...sing a song to Xiaoxi..." Xiaoxi stuffed a ball of rice into her mouth and said with a smile, her face seemed to be smiling.
flower.
Meng Yanchen frowned: "Singing? Why sing?"
Xiao Xi swallowed the rice ball in her mouth and said: "The father of the fat sister next door will sing Calabash Baby to fat sister. You are Xiao Xi's daddy, you should also sing Calabash Baby songs to Xiao Xi!" There is no TV at home.
, he only watched one episode of Calabash Baby at Fat Sister’s house.
Meng Yanchen looked at Xiao Xi flatteringly: "Xiao Xi, can you not sing, or change the song?" This... what kind of strange request is this? Shouldn't children nowadays want Transformers models or something?
?Why did he return to his original nature and become a gourd baby?
Besides, singing such a song is completely inconsistent with his image, okay?
"No!" Xiao Xi curled her lips: "If you don't sing, then you are not Xiao Xi's daddy!" He also became stubborn and refused to let go.
Meng Yanchen's teeth were itching with hatred.
Is this little devil really his son?
But, the look between his eyebrows and eyes really looked like me! Suddenly, he looked like he had a daughter, like Chu Qiao, how wonderful! He would not make such torturous demands like this little devil.
"Are you singing? If you don't sing, I won't scream!" Xiao Xi put down the small spoon in her hand and looked at Meng Yanchen.
"Oh, sing, sing...I'll sing!" Meng Yanchen closed his eyes and his heart skipped a beat. Anyway, there were only two people here, himself and his son, and no one else saw him. It's a small thing to lose face once, but his son didn't admit it.
For him to be a daddy is a big deal!
Thinking about it, he had already sang: "Calabash babies, Calabash babies... seven babies on a vine..." Singing is definitely Meng Yanchen's weakest point, and he is absolutely tone-deaf. But he can't care about so much now.
He completely risked his life for his devil son.
"Oh, oh! Yeah, yeah!" Xiao Xi hummed vaguely in harmony with Meng Yanchen's singing.
The two gentlemen sang Calabash's songs while shaking their heads, with smiles on their eyes and brows.
In the corner, Chu Qiao held back her laughter and listened carefully to the song the two men sang together. She couldn't bear to interrupt the tacit understanding.
Ordinary happiness has no twists and turns, no misunderstandings, only sweet dependence and comfort...