Chapter 1196 : Misunderstanding! Life and death are boundless 14
The boy in his arms looked at Murong Jing innocently and pouted his little mouth slightly.
It seems that I am still worried about what happened just now!
Su'er ignored Murong Jing and turned around and left the kitchen with Qing'er.
She did not let Mu'er and Murong Jing be together, but she did not stop the father and son from reuniting.
It's still as light as before, and nothing matters."
But this doesn't matter, but at this time Murong Jing's heart gradually warmed up.
Not as lost as before...
He couldn't help but wonder, was she let go? But it wasn't like. Because she just denied that Mu'er was his child... In just one moment, he felt confused and lost his direction.
At this moment, it seemed like she had walked into a dead end that she had not intentionally arranged...
Murong Jing hugged Mu'er with a fearful and fearful attitude that he had never seen before.
The once arrogant one, in the final analysis, was just an ordinary man who longed to be a father.
At this time, the boy quietly pulled his clothes and asked in a low voice: "Uncle, you are the father of love, can you be my father too? I don't have a father either... I want one too!" He flattered his mouth with a small mouth
He looked at Su'er's back secretly and said that he felt so wronged, "I have love, and I have to... okay?" His clear eyes and tender voice actually begged with a small amount of begging.
A naive sentence stirred up a thousand waves in Murong Jing’s heart!
"Okay, Mu'er quietly calls him dad from now on. OK? Just don't let your mother hear it..." Like Wangqing, he pressed the child's little face against his cheek and kissed him gently, yes, my child...
...My children are also longing for their father.
Huangfu Yi has been dead for three years. Is this kind of kindness really going to be repaid for the rest of his life?
In the lobby, the bowls and chopsticks have been put off.
Shen Su'er was sitting quietly on the stool, with a little girl sitting on her legs, pulling her mother's hair to play.
Xiaorong also sat aside and asked softly: "Miss, are you forgiven... Master?" Now Murong Jing is invisible in the market, and she can't say anything about whether it is a king or not, so she respectfully calls him Master.
Su'er just curled the corner of her mouth lightly, then looked at Murong Jing who had just come out of the kitchen.