In the evening, the two of them returned to Yilou.
Huangfu Yi hugged her down, shocking many people.
What's going on? What's the relationship between two people! It's so ambiguous and crazy curious!
The same carriage came back together and was still held by someone.
Murong Jing stood at the entrance of Yilou, with an extremely gloomy expression.[
"Give her to me!"
Huangfu Yi didn't say anything while smiling.
However, today's Mr. Yun is very special in the eyes of others, and is a little different from what I saw in the past few times. However, even though he is smelly of alcohol, his clothes are a little dirty, but unexpectedly, he does not look at all.
In a mess.
He did not obey Murong Jing's words and handed over Su'er, but instead walked around Murong Jing indifferently and walked into the store.
Ignored? Murong Jing was holding his fist and was about to take action-
"Dad!...Dad, you are finally here! Mu'er has been waiting for you for a long time." When Mu'er, who was still playing with Acai, suddenly rushed up when she saw Huangfu Yi, she shouted at Dad with a childish voice excitedly.
.
Murong Jing was stiff and stiff in his original place.
Dad? Who is Mu'er calling?!
Who is he calling?...When thinking about this sentence, Murong Jing's heart trembled.
The person Mu'er called was not him! Because the person close to him... was not him.
That's his child!...
Huangfu Yi Wenrou wants to look at Mu'er.
I felt the love of my father, and the little thing was so obedient.
The chubby little hand stepped forward and grabbed Huangfu Yi's sleeve and followed him, jumping and humming, looking very happy, "Dad, what's wrong with my mother?"
At this time, Xiaorong also appeared.
Huangfu Yi carried Su'er into the inner courtyard, then went to her bedroom, and asked Xiaorong to serve her and change her clothes. He led Mu'er out of the outer hall to wait. As soon as the two of them left the outer hall, Huangfu Yi met Murong Jing
A gaze of examination.
"Who are you?"
"Uncle Rong, he is my father..."
Suddenly, Huangfu Yi squatted down and tidied up the collar for the boy with a smile. Zhenru the actions a father would do if he loved his child. He looked at the boy with a gentle look, leaned against his ear and said softly: "Mu'er