Nympho

Closing his eyes slowly, the corner of the hair of Mao Mao still had an unwaever tears, but the corner of the mouth was slightly raised.

Seems to see a long -lost father, a picture appeared in her mind.

On a sunny weekend, a ray of breeze came to face, blowing up her mother's hair scattered on her shoulders, and the breeze was danced with dandelion and danced in the air.

The stream flows slowly, and from time to time, there are fish to explore their heads.

Not far away, the birds who were still singing on the branches seemed to be welcoming Mao Mao. A man in the distance hugged a large toy bear and ran over to the sun.

Then, then

Suddenly, the face that was blurred but no memory gradually turned into a godfather's face.

Mao Mao smiled happily, got up and ran to the past: ‘Dad ....‘

Dad easily took the Mao Mao who ran over and kissed her face deeply. Opening her hands and supporting the hair in the air, rotating it in place. The father and daughter who gave me a smile was full of happiness ...

The flashing birthday candle in the living room is ups and downs, like understanding the child's heart, and a drop of 'tear beads'.

But it seems incompetent.

A slim and slightly trembling hand gently brushed the corners of Mao Mao's eyes, like a baby to help her wipe her. Qin Wanrou saw that Mao Mao was so true that he was in arrears.

Among them, I believe that only she knows it.

‘OK.‘ ‘‘

Opening her eyes, Mao Mao saw Qin Wanrou, who was excited. It seemed to see her mother's sadness. A pair of small hands stretched out and put in Qin Wanrou's arms.

Perhaps no one can understand at this moment. How much bitterness is hidden in the hearts of the mother and daughter, so it is more often nestled with each other. It seems that they are intended for them.

In a scene, it can't help but make people heartfelt admiration.

Looking at the sensible Mao Mao. Qin Wanrou held back and said excitedly: "Let's blow the candle together."

Perhaps no matter how powerful the woman, there is her weak side. Several women in the room were moved by Mao Mao several times, especially Ouyang Feifei aside, even more like a tearful person.

Surbing. It seems that I am afraid that Mao Mao will see it, adding children's troubles.

Everyone came over, accompanied by ‘one, two, three’ passwords, the candle was destroyed.

In the applause, Qin Wanrou put down the Mao Mao holding. Wang Yong squatted down and said to the Mao Mao who made the toy: "Mao Mao, tell Godfather, what wish for you?"

With a naive face, he waved his hand and said seriously: "Wishes cannot be said, otherwise it will not be achieved."

Looking at the hair of the little adult, the immature face seemed to have a mature that the children of the same age did not have. Let Wang Yong feel sour in their hearts, and said with a smile, "I secretly tell the godfather, I can help you realize your wish, how about it?

"

Wang Yong has a pity for Mao Mao. If she can realize her birthday wishes, it is also a kind of comfort to her. Maybe I have not even felt that this kind of kiss has been so careful recently. I always want to be close to this child, and then

Thinking of the emotion just now, it also made him have an impulse to protect.

"Really? The godfather can't deceive people." Mao Mao said doubtful.

Of course, Wang Yong looked with his chest with a sincere face, and slapped his chest and said, "Of course, the godfather said that he couldn't do it." She gently hooked with her fingers on her little nose.

Mao Mao's little young eyes stared at Wang Yong said: "Okay, don't lie to Mao Mao. Fifi Ganniang said, men want to talk about counting."

In a word, everyone laughed, sweeping the haze just now. Wang Yong naturally couldn't be vague, and swear with one hand: "I swear."

Mao Mao said, "I, I think Dad is healthy. Then, dad can see Mao Mao."

Wang Yong was embarrassed for a while, but quickly recovered, for fear that the child saw his embarrassment. He looked up and looked at Qin Wanrou, his eyes questioned.

Qin Wan's eyes quickly avoided, and lowered his head.

In fact, Wang Yong also knows that although Qin Wanrou's mother and daughter's current situation is not directly related to himself, he is the initiator after all.

If it wasn't for the original deliberate alienation and hurt Qin Wanrou cruelly, she may not be so difficult to live in now. What is more innocent is Mao Mao, but she is suffering from pain for the grievances of the previous generation.

Ouyang Feifei saw Wang Yong's complicated eyes, and hurriedly patted his shoulder. He showed calmly, turned around and pulled Qin Wanrou into the bedroom.

Aiden got up and fiddled with a cheongsam that was coded up in the hips, swinging the glamorous figure, and slowly walked over. He sat down on the opposite side of Wang Yong with one leg.

However, the tights cheongsam of the knee was leaked by a long -sleeved leg. The skin color of the black buty -thong underwear was hidden when the skin tone was covered.

The more weighted, the more embarrassing.

If it is unsuccessful, it can be seen that Wang Yong almost spray blood.

Maybe with her mother's natural hairy, there is no good impression of Aida Chen, a woman who smears gorgeous, avoids her touch, and said timidly: "Thank you Auntie, I'm fine."

Aidam Chen's mother's hair was so big, as if released the rare care in her heart, took out the gift box aside, and laughed at Mao Mao after disassembling, "This is given to you by aunt, Barbie, do you like it?

. ""

Seeing that it was a delicate toy doll, Mao Mao seemed extremely excited, giggling and took the gift with a giggle, "Thank you Auntie, I always hope to have another doll, so that the doll that Fifi gave me before was not alone.

. ""

"It's a coincidence, Mo Fei gave the toy doll to this little girl? No wonder I couldn't find it." After Aida Chen was stunned, he secretly ecstatic.

"Really, what kind of doll, Mao Mao must like it, right? Can you show it?" Aida Chen said tenderly: "Auntie also likes to be friends with the baby."

Mao Mao glanced at Wang Yong himself, as if he was fighting for his opinion. Naturally, Wang Yong didn't think about it, and gave Mao Mao a consent. Although he was a little elusive to Aida Chen, he was at home.

, To forgive her, she won't do anything extraordinary.

The two went to the hanger one after the other.

Qi Mang, who was in a black dress, sat on the sofa. The softness of the sofa seemed to add her tiredness, and she seemed to have a bad complexion. At this time, she was a little tired.

The pink pink schoolbag was lying quietly next to the hanger, and a fluffy toy bear on the zipper, a small embellishment, but also seemed to be delicate.

Mao Mao's pink hands picked up the schoolbag, crooked two steps forward, and opened the zipper carefully. The small head was explored and explored.

I saw it carved like a living body, wearing a golden yellow crown, a purple hair perpendicular to the waist, the ballet dress was like a violin, a violin was placed on the shoulder, her eyes were closed, and they were intoxicated in it.

On the side, Aida Chen didn't feel that his face laughed and opened the flowers. He really wanted to laugh a few times in his heart to celebrate the congratulations. As if letting go of the burden, the long -lost relief was permeated. The eyes seemed to be inseparable from it.

I had to pass the doll to Mao Mao, and it was climbed carefully. Sure enough, it was this doll.

It happened that the venom came with gifts, stopped seeing Aida Chen charming, adding a little surprise expression, full of her face. So that she was stunned by the hair next to her, but she didn't notice it.

Look at her eyes.

A delicate toy doll came into her eyes, and where the venom's eyes were fixed instantly. The brain suddenly flashed and blurred the scene. A little girl snuggled beside a man, fiddled with a few similar toys, and the man with a satisfactory smile on his face was a satisfactory smile.

Then, then

Want to try to see the appearance of a man, the harder it is, but the more vague ... a burst of dizziness rushes into my heart, and then thinks about it, but it becomes blank.

For a while, my face was pale, and my eyes were confused and painful. I couldn't remember when I was a kid's memory.

Ida Chen felt that someone was approaching, and it was alert to return to normal. The charming look returned to her face, and she said to Mao Mao, "Baby Mao Mao, Auntie likes this doll. Can aunt buy a lot of dolls?

What about this toy? "

Seeing the changes in Aida Chen's face, she was already timid in her heart, and some felt like to cry: "Auntie, that's what Fifi Ganniang gave me, I can't give it to you, otherwise Gan Niang will be angry."

"Miss Chen, don't you grab toys with a child?" The venom sneered on the side: "Is it important to shoot customers?"

Aida Chen Qian laughed, thinking that the time was immature today. Now that he already knew the whereabouts of the toy doll, he would not worry about it in the future. If he was too anxious, he would definitely be counterproductive? Besides, Wang Yong and Qi Manjing were not far away.

"How can I grab a toy with my children? The auntie will send more toys to Mao Mao." Aida Chen said with a charming denial, "Dr. Rebezha, should you drink a drink together?"

Nympho

After being entered the bedroom by Ouyang Fifera, Qin Wanrou was paralyzed by the bed, holding his shirt tightly with both hands. He was nervous and lost, filled with her original beautiful face.

She was introverted and gentle. She has always been deep in her children in these years. And Wang Yong just looked at her eyes, making her feel difficult to release. Her complexion was pale, sad and wronged.

Ouyang Feifei has actually felt vaguely that Qin Wanrou's marriage must have something wrong. Otherwise, he never proactively mentioned Mao Mao Dad. Before he was embarrassed, he had no gossip. But now Mao Mao's birthday has inspired a Mao Mao birthday, which has inspired one of the birthdays.

Her dissatisfaction, she wants to ask exactly.

"Wan Rou, what's the matter with Mao Mao's father?" Ouyang Feifei asked softly.
Chapter completed!