She was restless all night, but Qin Mo didn't come to disturb her.

The next morning, it was a weekend. The weather was fine outside. Song ran planned to take her two children to the yard.

As soon as he went out, he happened to meet Qin Mo, who pushed the door out.

Song ran, holding a baby in one hand, intends to ignore him and go downstairs directly.

However, Niannian breaks away from her hand and walks towards Qin mo.

Song ran gritted his teeth: "care, come here."

Niannian didn't listen. She hugged Qin Mo's calf and then looked up: "hug Embrace... "

Song ran was about to vomit her blood. How could her father explain her? She turned her face and turned to the enemy?

Qin Mo thinks that this little girl is a copy of song ran. She is soft and pink. People who don't like this kind of weak animal, for the first time, bend over and hold her in her arms.

Song ran walked over and calmly said, "give me back the child."

Qin Mo looked down at her: "she came here by herself. You should ask her opinion."

Song ran almost vomited blood, read this silly girl, really can't give her mother long face.

She was about to teach the girl, but Qin Mo's face suddenly changed, and then became more and more ugly. Finally, she hastily put her thoughts into her arms.

She saw that the front of Qin Mo's white shirt was wet

Oh, it turns out that her girl is urinating. It's really a good time.

Qin Mo opens the door in a hurry and enters his own room.

Song ran couldn't help but kiss and read: "good baby, my mother has wronged you. You are really your father's most intimate little cotton padded jacket."

Niannian chuckles

This girl is really a ghost.

ran song ran with his mind and the buildings. The downstairs Wutong had already been green. In June, the morning sun shone on the body very comfortably. Song ran his hand, and let his mind run with the Yan's staggering. Even if he fell down, he would encourage them to stand up.

The two small meatballs were not arrogant at all, and had a good time.

Song ran sat on the cement flower bed beside the tree. Suddenly, there were more shadows beside her. As soon as she looked up, she saw a man in a white shirt with a cynical face.

I'm haunted.

Looking at the two children not far away, song ran said coldly: "I don't know what kind of infatuation has been given to the leaders of the army by the young Lord Qin. He can make them agree to let someone with a stain like you enter the military headquarters."

Qin Mo looked lazy: "the economy of state Z is developing rapidly, but the military development is lagging behind. The senior leaders of the military department and the senior leaders of the state are all in a hurry. If I give my sincere advice at the right time, they will naturally recruit me."

Song ran leaned against the tree trunk and looked at him: "how did you surrender?"

Qin Mo, with one hand in his pocket, still looks calm: "naturally, he has given enough sincerity."

Qin Mo is not only an arms dealer, but also an arms manufacturer. He has a great deal of research on weapons. He is the most scarce talent in country Z. as soon as he comes, he has improved two domestic fighter jets.

Such a talent, even if he is a murderer, the leaders will not blame.

Song ran was a little depressed: "what are you doing back home?"

What are you doing back here?

It's nothing more than that they heard that many people from s country are ready to kill commander Gu and his family, who have caused great losses to their space industry.

Qin Mo breathed. When did he become such a saint?

What's good about song ran? In addition to a face, she was absolutely worthless. Even, she gave him a knife. The scars on her chest always remind her that this girl is a dangerous element and should not be contaminated easily.