Chapter 863

On the way back, not surprisingly, the little milk can was tired and fell asleep in Mu Cheng's arms.

It was midnight when I woke up.

He felt a little heavy, as if he had been tightly strangled in his arms, and subconsciously shouted numbness.

"Wake up?" There was a man's gentle voice in his ear.

The little milk can wandered around with big eyes, scanned back and forth in the dark, and finally found the handsome face of Mu Cheng millet above his head. It was vaguely visible under the moonlight.

"Mu Cheng millet..."

The soft waxy voice is a little hoarse because it just woke up.

Mu Cheng patted his little hip with his palm and asked, "let Mu Cheng millet sleep with you tonight, OK?"

"Good!" The little milk can promised simply that he was very happy.

Mu Cheng asked again, "how many questions can Mu Cheng millet ask you?"

The little milk can nodded his head, "Mu Cheng millet, ask whatever you want. The little milk can must know everything and say everything!"

At a young age, I don't know where I learned such a gentle speech.

After a moment of silence, Mu Cheng asked tentatively, "have you mentioned... Your Baba?"

"Baba?" The little milk jar was surprised at first. I probably didn't expect Mu Cheng millet to suddenly ask this. Then he shook his head and complained in a tone, "Ma Ma never told me about Baba. I asked her, and she perfunctory me every time?"

"Do you want to see you Baba?"

"Yes."

Mu Cheng's heart sank.

Then, I heard the voice of the small milk can ring again and said angrily, "I want to see him, and then kick him to death with my flying short legs!"

Mu Cheng was a little sad and laughing again at the last time,

Even in the dark, he could imagine that at this moment, the small milk can must have a mouth and cheeks, and his face was red with anger.

That's lovely.

Mu Cheng asked again, "did you mention her past to you?"

Remembering that she had known Wen churan for five years, she had never mentioned her past to him. Sometimes she had the cheek to ask, and she refused to say half a word. Her face was as white as paper, as if it touched a fear deep in her heart.

From this, he knew that her past must have been very hard.

Otherwise, how will the talks turn pale?

The little milk jar shook his head and his tone was a little low. "Ma Ma never told me this..."

Then he asked, "do you know Mu Cheng millet? Know who my Baba is... Know the past... "

"You Baba..."

Mu Cheng couldn't help thinking of the flourishing ink.

Until now, he still can't refuse. The unpredictable man will be the biological father of the small milk can.

Listening to Mu Cheng millet, he seemed to be about to say something, but his words suddenly stopped again.

The little milk can quickly pricked up its ears, wanted to listen carefully, and guessed that maybe Mu Cheng millet could know some clues about his Baba.

However, after a moment of silence, Mu Cheng said, "if I have a chance, I also want to... See your Baba."

I saw it, but I was disappointed.

Mu Cheng also wondered how good his biological father would be if the gene of the small milk can was so powerful.

Now, at first sight, excellence is very excellent, but some perverts.

"Baba is a big villain. She abandoned me and Ma Ma!" The little milk can complained, and the voice became less and less. "I must find him... Find him... Report for Ma Ma..."