The wind Yi Chen body a shock, was said by the child, in the heart suddenly ache.

Gu Hao knows a little about Gu Hao's situation, but he is very sorry that he didn't understand Gu Hao well.

He is really unqualified.

Even as a boyfriend, it's not qualified.

Now, looking at his son, he is deeply sorry.

He was staring at the child, the mood in his eyes was incomparably complicated and distressed.

After a long time, he said, "I promise, be good to your mother."

Ink pupil opens big, in the eye is accusation and disdain: "you still don't promise."

Wind Yi Chen face a tight.

"If your guarantee works, my mother will not cry because of you. All you bring to my mother is tears, not happiness."

The wind Yi Chen once more a Leng, this words, said although is to take the child's anger, but actually actually said in the wind Yi Chen's heart, suddenly stabbed his body's vital point.

He felt a great shame.

He took good care of it, as if he didn't have much happiness.

"So don't promise me."

"Children, you don't understand adults."

"Don't make such an excuse with me. I don't believe this kind of nonsense. I don't understand anything about adults. It's totally your adults who think they are fooling our children."

Wind Yi Chen cold sweat straight out, "you don't so sharp."

"If not sharp, they will be bullied to death." Mo security does not agree: "what is your ability to bully our orphans and widows?"

"Child, I'm not hanging up. Your mother and you are not orphans or widows."

"What's the difference?" Mo Mo asked, "some people are dead and live in our hearts forever; some people are alive, but she is dead. And you, in my opinion, are a living dead person. "

Wind Yi Chen a stem, this word is really bad to hear.

He took a breath, but he couldn't say a word to the little one who looked like himself very much.

He didn't open his mouth.

This is his kind. The manner of speaking and the degree of self-confidence are all his seeds. They can be distinguished at a glance without testing.

"Yes." Wind Yi Chen did self-examination: "in your heart, I really unqualified, what thing also did not do."

"Just understand." Ink from the chair jumped down, facing the wind Yi Chen, opening a way: "I should go back to kindergarten."

"Go now?" The wind Yi Chen hasn't come over yet, this child wants to go.

He got up from his chair, walked around the desk, stood in front of the child and squatted down.

Under the close distance, Gu Xiaomo immediately stepped back a few steps, looking at the wind Yi Chen.

The wind Yi Chen squats down, stretch out a hand, want to touch a child's face.

The little guy shrank back subconsciously.

The eye ground of wind Yi Chen is acutely painful, the child is not used to his touch.

This made him feel very distressed. His hand was stiff in the air. He looked at the child seriously for a long time. He took back his hand, pulled his lips and said, "I mean, you stay here for a while longer."

"Why am I here?" Mo Mo block back: "I have a kindergarten to go to the people."

Feng Yichen: "who is like you, bored to death." Ink dislikes the mouth of the road.

Feng Yi Chen: "I think I still have a lot of words that I want to ask you, you see you also pasted defecation, still lost face, you also should export gas, right?"

"Do you have the face to let me lose it?" Mo Mo asked: "where is your face? Why didn't I see your face? "

"I'm your father, anyway." The wind Yi Chen way: "you leave some face for me, how?"

"I didn't see my face. How could I have face? Besides, you have to earn your own face. " Ink and ink even more dislike: "you do things not so much, but also face, morality does not deserve to what face?"

Feng Yi Chen pupil gape big: "little thing, you even don't deserve these four words all know?"

"What don't I know?" Mo Mo hummed: "I know you are irresponsible to engage in a night of love, born to me, you are a flower radish, casual a man, do not know you have AIDS now."

"Child, is it your mother who told you that I am a casual man?" The first reaction of wind Yi Chen is to think of what Gu Hao may have said in front of the child.

But Mo Mo immediately interrupted his words: "don't mean the heart of a gentleman, my mother is not that kind of person. It's you. Now I can see that you are careful. No wonder my mother said you are not suitable. How can a man with such a careful eye be worthy of a woman like my mother? "

The wind Yi Chen is really by this just know existence son to give startle.

"You, how can you understand everything?""Nonsense." Mo Mo again hummed. "I know everything. What's surprising is that people today have evolved to the point where they can fall in love in kindergarten."

"Are you in love?" The wind Yi Chen once again startled, "you are still too small."

"I don't have one." Mo Mo denied: "am I such a narrow person? I don't like those drooling chicks in our kindergarten

Listen to the son's words, the wind Yi Chen is stunned, and then is very speechless, the child knows everything, simply beyond his ability to accept.

"Who do you like?" The wind Yi Chen helplessly opens the mouth to ask a way.

Mo Mo thought about it and regretfully said, "the teacher in our kindergarten is good and patient, but she is too old."

"Poof!" Feng Yi Chen still can't help laughing: "child, you really think too much, your teacher can be your mother."

"What are you laughing at?" Mo disliked the criticism of wind Yi Chen: "look at your heartless appearance, suddenly came out a son, not guilty, but also mean to laugh."

Feng Yichen: "I'm leaving. I don't care about you."

"I'll see you off." Wind Yi Chen stands up, follow him to walk together.

But I would like to send ink to you

"OK, I won't say it." Wind Yi Chen sink voice way.

Anyway, looking at the appearance, father and son are father and son, there is no need to say.

But when he went to deliver ink and ink like this, he remembered that Ruixi was the housekeeper. He had never sent Ruixi, and now he has a little more apology and guilt for Ruixi.

After that, he will send Ruixi and do his duty.

Adopting Ruixi, we should raise adults well.

The two men opened the door and went out.

Outside the door, a group of people are talking, the door opened, the wind Yi Chen cold face out.

A small person around him, the miniature version of the wind Yi Chen is also cold face, two people come out from inside together, one big and one small, full of impact.