Chapter 662

Meet a netizen who just met a few days ago?

When she's busy?

Don't think it's great to help her pay the membership fee, just like you'll make sure of her.

Can, take other people's hand short!

It's a big deal. She paid back the membership fee!

cold hum, Mu Qing Huan wrote down ID of the other side, endured the pain of the flesh, and returned the dues with Alipay.

Next, Mu Qinghuan was badly hurt. She fell out of bed and cried bitterly. Then she bit the sheet and the money for a hot pot. If you can't see it, it will be gone.

A city: little girl, do you like me and help me to pay my dues?

Qinghuan: I don't want to send you money. Please don't be too narcissistic.

Next second, a pop-up box: congratulations on your successful recharge, click to upgrade vip2 level.

What do you mean? She didn't recharge herself!

Is it him again?

This is a kind of tuhuan costume.

But she didn't want to be a fool. She just didn't pay back the money.

She is reluctant to spend money on the virtual network, but once again, she will be admitted to the hospital.

When you can't see it, Mu Qinghuan puts down her mobile phone.

Drop by drop

Drop by drop

The cell phone keeps ringing.

A city: meet me.

Mu Qinghuan only felt ridiculous and couldn't help telling him a big truth: little brother, I can't meet a new friend. I'm sorry that I'm not a casual person. I'm just bored, so I'm looking for someone to chat on the Internet. It turns out that there are so many boring people. I can't help but tell him a lot about it. If you have to find a girlfriend, I advise you to look for it in real life. Men should take the initiative and have a low vision. The success rate is considerable!

Maybe these educational words really worked, and the other party didn't reply.

"Sure enough, it's just a kid." Mu Qinghuan didn't pay attention to it.

Back home, Mu Qinghuan a door to see her son sitting on the ground playing puzzles, small expression serious can, she was jealous to death, "son, come and hold my mother."

"All right." Staring at the puzzle, the heart perfunctorily embrace a mu Qinghuan.

Recalling the picture of his son and Fengcheng playing with each other, Mu Qinghuan simply put down his briefcase and carefully picked up a picture, "son, are you looking for this one in my hand?"

Heart glanced at the past, and then picked up the Mu Qinghuan foot of that piece, "Hoo hoo, finally found it!"

“……” Mu Qinghuan is embarrassed.

"You're off work today A little early, aren't you busy? " "You usually get off work at 7 o'clock, now it's 6:30."

"This Friday, you only have two classes in the afternoon, I know, so I'll go home with you just after work." Mu Qinghuan asked for credit.

"What do you have for the evening?" Ask carefully.

"What would you like to eat?" Mu Qinghuan calculated, "there are beef, cucumber, bamboo shoots in the refrigerator..."

"Oh, how would you like it?" Heart put down the puzzle, then roll up the cuffs, elegant to the kitchen.

"My God, son, do you want to cook?" Mu Qinghuan was very surprised.

"Well, didn't I tell you? In those years in France, I learned to live alone. After all, when my grandmother was old, when she was tired, I would cook and eat by myself Heart shrugged and said, "I'm a good craftsman, so mom, I'm lucky that you gave birth to me. Don't say now, I'll be filial to you when you're old."

"Well, we'd better go out and eat. It's slower to cook." Heartache to death, Mu Qinghuan only feel that he is a dereliction of duty mother, son is so small, there is no sound family, but also learned to cook. It is said that the children of poor families are early masters of the family. Why do you need to experience so much?

"Can I come with dad?" Heart looked up and asked, "I haven't seen him for a long time. I don't know what he's doing?"

On the son's innocent eyes, Mu Qinghuan compromised, "well, I'll call him, but I'm not sure if he's free."

"I'll fight." Heart out of children's mobile phone, a decent contact Fengcheng, "Dad, today's family dinner, you come?"

Don't know how to answer Fengcheng, heart seriously nodded, "good, I and mom go first, you hurry up."

Close the mobile phone, heart holding Mu Qinghuan said, "Dad is in a hurry, let's go to the restaurant to order food, let's go, xiaoqinghuan, we'll go for nothing."

“……” So, the son is just looking for someone to pay?

Too clever, worthy of her son, is really a pit father!

In a good mood, Fengcheng changed into a casual suit in the company's lounge. After that, he grabbed his hair and put on a handsome shape. Then he left the company with the car key.

"Fourth brother, there will be an important reception later..." Tina came with the document in her arms, but she was ignored. The tone of Fengcheng was cold, "pushed.""But..." Today, Tina said, "if you don't have a dinner party, you can't do it."

“……” Tina is speechless. Does she mean Mu Qinghuan? What's the matter? They made up?

According to Fengcheng thought, it must be muqinghuan to coax his son to call him, is not it to see him?

Feng Cheng raised her handsome jaw. She finally knew that he was good. She knew that a man like him could not be found with a lantern. After this village, there was absolutely no shop. So she began to be nervous and asked him to have dinner on purpose?

Today is Friday Wow, it's a good day.

The car stopped all the way to the restaurant. Fengcheng just got off the bus, but his mobile phone rang. He thought it was Mu Qinghuan or his son. He chuckled, "I have arrived..."

"Niki, it's me, my dad..." Every nerve in Ouyang Meiluo's body was tense. "He said he wanted to see you I'm afraid he won't make it, "the doctor said

Recently, Mr. Ouyang's health has changed from good to bad. When he is in good condition, he can still remember who you are and chat with you. When he is not in good condition, he lies in bed all day long, does not say a word, refuses to eat, and closes his eyes tightly. He is no different from a dead man.

As for today, Mr. Ouyang refused chemotherapy, injection or suspension. He was totally in a state of waiting for death.

"Yes, I'll be there now..." Turning back to the seat, Feng Cheng pressed the steering wheel with both hands. When he looked sideways, he saw the position by the window. Mu Qinghuan and his son were sitting and ordering dishes, talking and laughing.

"I eat this, Dad eats this, mom drinks milk, it's good for skin..." He raised his handsome little face and pointed out the window, "Dad, it's dad!"

Smell speech, Mu Qinghuan with the trend to see, all of a sudden into his deep eyes!

Involved in the corner of the mouth, Fengcheng left a mouth, and then re fasten the seat belt, and then step on the accelerator, quickly leave!

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