Wenluo lowered his head and drooped his eyes, but there was endless sadness and sadness in his eyes.

In the studio, she saw with her own eyes how much the man loved his wife. If she did respond, she would be very sorry to his wife.

What's more, he may just like her a little now, or even find his wife's shadow in her.

What he really loves is his wife.

"You know, I'm engaged to Gong Yang, and I'll be her wife in the future, so it's impossible for us. Even if you say you like me now, you should like it for a while, and you will regret it later. Therefore, our relationship should not be further developed. Do you see what I mean? " Wenluo's voice is very low, weak ask, have never dare to look his eyes.

He Siming's eyes have been staring at her, with a sense of oppression.

"What if I said I didn't like it for a while?"

Wenluo Meng's head, to his eyes that seem to speak, his eyes with deep feelings, let people see more will fall, unable to extricate themselves.

Her heart immediately beat uncontrollably, as if from her memory, her heart has never been so intense.

She recalled some stiff lips, unnatural smile: "he always don't joke with me."

Looking at her in such a dilemma, he Siming did not force her any more.

Just as the waiter came up, he Siming habitually served Wenluo her favorite dish.

"Thank you." Wenluo smiles and the previous topic is gone.

After dinner, they gathered with Wen Baobao.

Although Wen Baobao is not willing to give up Wenluo, he and his father have to send her back.

When he Siming wants to drive, Wenluo is pulled to the back seat by wenbaobao.

For the first time, he Siming felt that Wen Baobao was a little hateful.

I don't know how to create a chance for his father to get a beautiful girl back.

However, he Siming couldn't complain about the fact that wenbaobao had assisted many times before, and wenbaobao was the crystallization of his and Wenluo's blood.

After arriving at Wenluo's house, Wenbao held her and refused to let her go.

His fleshy little face was buried in winlow's leg, rubbing his head against her.

At the moment, his mouth became a ball, and he said pitifully, "I don't want you to go."

Wenluo's heart softened when he saw the child like this. She bent her lips, with a smile on her face, and gently stroked baby Wen's head with her hand. She couldn't bear to comfort her: "but Auntie has her own home, and baby Wen also has her own home. We always have to separate. "

" mother Nevin can come to my house. " Wen Baobao raised his head, a pair of big eyes black and shiny, looking at people can not help but pity.

Just as baby Wen continued to spread his power, he was suddenly raised.

"Don't pester your mother." When he Siming looks at his son, his eyes are extremely proud and indifferent.

He just watched baby Wen stick so close to Wenluo, and he always wanted to pick him up.

Wen Luo nodded his head to he Siming. Fortunately, he was there. Otherwise, she really didn't know what to do in the face of such a soft and cute baby Wen.

"Thank you for sending me back. I'm going back. Goodbye. " Wenluo smiles, then waves to Wenbao again, "Wenbao, goodbye."

After greeting, she turned to go back, but just a dozen steps later, she heard something behind her, and the voice of baby Wen shouting.

She quickly turned her head and saw Wenbao lying on the side of the bicycle.

She quickly ran over and asked, "are you ok? Is it hurt? "

"My leg hurts." Baby Winfrey's voice is pitiful.

"Take him to the hospital."

He Siming quickly holds wenbaobao in his arms and puts him in the car. Because he is worried about wenbaobao's injury, Wenluo follows him.

The cyclist was just a child, so they didn't investigate much. Moreover, Wen Baobao didn't pay attention and ran to him directly.

The examination result of hospital is crus fracture, after treatment, need to recuperate.

"Mom Wen, why don't you stay with your baby? The baby is in pain. Without mother Wen, the baby will die of pain. " Wen Baobao's big eyes are staring at her.

He Siming also said: "why don't you come to my house to take care of baby Wen? He was injured and needed company, and I had a job. His injury can't be cured in a short time and a half. I don't worry that no one will look at him at home. "

After thinking for a while, wenlow nodded. Wen Baobao is also injured because she wants to keep her, so she has responsibilities. And she also likes Wenbao very much. It's a happy thing to accompany him and watch him all day.

Baby Wenluo nodded to see immediately excited after the closure of the mouth, as if the injury is not like him.

Wenluo saw that their father and son looked at each other and laughed, and immediately felt as if there was something wrong.No matter what, Wenluo said: "all right. After the examination and the medicine, you can take wenbaobao home first. I have to go back and talk to Gong Yang. Then I'll go to your house and see you. How about that? "

He Siming nodded with satisfaction, and then he wanted to send Wenluo back.

"Hello, daddy, the baby is still here!" Wen Baobao couldn't help but look at he Siming with a look of resentment.

But he Siming gave Wen Baobao a look, as if to say, you are a man, can't you stay in the hospital alone?

Wenluo couldn't help laughing: "well, don't send it. You'd better stay here with Wenbao. I'll see you later. "

after saying goodbye to Wen Baobao, Wen Luo went to find Gong Yang.

After telling Gong Yang what she wanted to do, she heard the voice of refusal.

Gong Yang's voice was particularly firm and positive, and could not refuse: "no, I don't agree!"

"But baby Wendy was hurt because of me. If I don't take care of him, I'll be sorry." Wenlow explains.

Gong Yang has always respected her and satisfied all her demands, no matter how excessive. But for some reason, he wrote "no" all over him, and his face was full of vigilance.

"If I say no, I can't. Lolo, I'll satisfy you with whatever you want to do, and I won't say anything more. But in this matter, can you listen to me once? Don't be so stubborn, OK? If Wen Baoan is injured, I can pay him as much as I want. "

"It's not a matter of money, Gong Yang. You know me. I've always been stubborn, and the things I've decided won't change. Sorry, I can't listen to you. I just came here to tell you. "Wenlow's tone was firm, too.

With that, she bowed her head slightly and left to pack.