She rushed into his arms and drilled into his arms around his neck. Tears wet his shirt and fell into his neck.
Su Hanyan said with red eyes and said: "I have one thing!"
"Yan'er," Fengyan's tone is firm, "Don't talk to me."
"Can I be a mother?" She cried and asked carefully, "I like him very much, if you can, I want to be his mother. So, can you ask him to call my mother?"
"Of course," Feng Yan gently held up her jaw and stared at her dumbly answering, "I think, Yi will be very happy, thank you for being so good to him."
Su Hanyan burst into tears and nodded: "He ... has no mother since he was a child, it's pitiful ..."
She didn't ask Feng Yan, whether the child had something to do with Bai Lu.
Because her subconscious hopes that Feng Yi has nothing to do with that vicious woman.
That woman is not worthy of an excellent son like Fengyi.
"Don't describe the man from the Feng family ..." The smile on Feng Yanjun's face is soft.
After speaking, he lowered his head and kissed her lips, gentle, carefully, lingering ...
The night wind blows gently, and the surroundings are quiet. They kiss, as if everything does not exist, only they.
After a while, when Su Hanyan felt that he was about to breathe, Feng Yan raised his head and hugged her tightly.
She leaned in his arms silently, but felt very warm, because he was by her.
Suddenly, she began to doubt, did Feng Yan really not remember her?
Four years ago, what happened after she left?
Why did Feng Yan say that Xia Xinrou fell from the stairs of the Hushan Villa?
Thinking, she looked at the man in front of her, and was in contemplation.
"What do you think? Let's go to sleep there, so as not to see you in Cong in the next morning, you will be afraid!" Feng Yan loved his pile and stroked her face that was wet by tears. In the night, his amber eyes were very gentle.
Nympho
The next day, Fengyan proposed to send Lin Congcong to go to school with Fengyi. Su Hanyan did not refuse.
If she goes to filming, Lin Congcong will only rest assured that she will only give it to Fengyan.
I got on Fengyan's car, Su Hanyan asked, "Ayan, can you go to the company later?"
"What's wrong?"
"I want to accompany Yi, okay? I know you are busy, just half an hour. You don’t have to do anything, just accompany it."
She raised her face, her eyes were full of expectations.
Feng Yan knew that she was distressed that Feng Yi spent a person in school last night, so he nodded. The relationship that was difficult to ease, he didn't want to be stiff because of the child's education method.
He grabbed her shoulders and said softly, "You will understand in the future, the tradition of family rules for hundreds of years in the wind is worthy of respect."
"Maybe!" Su Hanyan didn't know what kind of family is the Kyoto Feng family.
She only remembers that when she listened to Fengyan's mother Xia Yumai, the pride and pride in the words.
"The blue flower is gone ... no more!"
Suddenly, Lin Congcong was full of regrets in the carriage.
He leaned on the window and turned his head to look at the Smurium beside the street. At this time, the flowering period was over, and the beautiful blue ocean was gone.
"Blue Flower Avenue!" Su Hanyan looked at the past, thinking of the beautiful time she and Fengyan were here, and could not help feeling, "Fortunately, it will be brilliant next year."