Arms in both hands, Mu Qinghuan stood quietly in front of the French window, eyes have never been calm, a slight glance downstairs, she turned, light back on the glass window.

"It is said that the fourth brother has been waiting for a long time, so he is not allowed to go down to say hello?" Lanfei asked curiously.

Mu Qinghuan shook his head, "what if he came? Isn't it time to go? Well, he's just a passer-by in my life. "

Lanfei thought that this was too cruel, and said, "he also has difficulties. After all, sir is his benefactor. If you are willing to wait for him for a year, I believe that he will not forget you, but will treat you better, because he will always remember the time he owes you for a year."

"The baby can't have no father..." Caressing his belly, Mu Qinghuan's words trembled, "I'm not only thinking about myself, but I'm also worried about this child. Since I've decided to give birth, I'll be responsible for the baby. I don't want this child to be the same as my heart!"

Although heart and mouth do not say, but mu Qinghuan than everyone should know, in fact, the heart most hope, can have a sound family.

If even a home can not give the baby, then, what is the significance of giving birth?

She became an irresponsible mother.

"What do you say..." The whole body tenses up, Lanfei er said inconceivably, "don't you want this child?"

"I'm thinking about it." Mu Qinghuan deeply breathed, "giving birth to a child is not for fun. You can't give birth to this child regardless of the consequences because of your selfish intentions. You should think more about the future of this child, don't you?"

Lanfei Er droops her eyes. She is lost in thought. Her situation is no better than muqinghuan. In fact, she envies muqinghuan more. At least, six brothers are waiting for her in silence. Fourth brother I'm also worried about her.

"Do you think I'm terrible?" Mu Qinghuan holds Lanfei's shoulder.

"No, as a mother, I can understand you. In fact, you want to give the baby everything better..." Raphael smiles happily.

"Well." Mu Qinghuan said helplessly, and then sat on the desk again. She was sad and wanted to vent her anger, but she couldn't be angry or angry. This was not good for the baby, so she had to try to divert her attention Work overtime!

"Mr. mu, you'd better go back and have a rest. In your current state, can you read the words on the document?" Raphael was so impressed.

Mu Qinghuan found that she took the document upside down and immediately fell on the table like a little frustrated.

Drop by drop.

A city: what are you doing?

As if to find spiritual sustenance that, Mu Qinghuan anxious typing: do not know what to do.

A city: are you in a bad mood?

Qinghuan: anyway, it's not good.

A city: why?

Mu Qinghuan doesn't reply. It's strange to chat with a stranger.

But the next second, Mu Qinghuan picked up the phone again.

Sometimes, I prefer to chat with a stranger, because I don't know each other, so I don't have too much pressure.

Qinghuan: I am lovelorn.

A city

Qinghuan: I'm kidding you.

A city: you said, you don't like people.

Qinghuan: sorry, I don't know what happened.

A city: you don't have to say I'm sorry, just treat me as a good friend.

Three seconds later.

A city: it seems that you like that man very much.

Qinghuan: I'm tired. I'll talk to you next time.

Close the mobile phone, Mu Qinghuan carrying the bag downstairs, she wants to pick up her son from school, but the city car still did not go, she had to contact her son first, "son, I met a bit of thorny things, sorry, you wait for me after school, mom will come over later."

"Ann, I can take the bus." Heart wave hand, "is not Dad's looking for you

It's a good guess. Mu Qinghuan nodded, "well."

"You have a good chat. Don't worry about me. I can go home by myself. By the way, you can let dad go home for dinner. I'll cook myself." The heart is very clever.

Mu Qinghuan suddenly felt that she was incompetent. When she thought of Fengcheng going to France, she said, "I know."

"Good bye." Heart closed after the phone, a burst of eyebrows, thinking, a good show at night.

"Heart, may I come to your house?" Girl girl with a bow on her head, I'm sorry to ask.

"My family is having a family dinner today." "Next time," he said

"Heart" Pearl carrying a schoolbag to run quickly, "you returned home, after not to walk, we can go to school together again."

"Pearl, come here." A handsome wave.

Pearl then lovely smile, "ha, you want to treat me to eat ice?"

"Come on, come to my house for dinner. My brother cooks by himself. It's delicious." Heart embraces bead, that small appearance is very proud.“……” Niu Niu was in a mess in the wind, "brother in my heart!" Is it too eccentric?

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in the distance, when Feng Cheng saw Mu Qinghuan go out of the company, he rang the car horn, "my son said he wanted to see you, let's have a meal."

In Mu Qinghuan's words, in fact, it means to ease the atmosphere.

Fengcheng actively opened the door, next, he deliberately slowed down the speed to avoid Mu Qinghuan carsickness.

Shallow bay.

"How are you?" After getting off the car, Fengcheng considerate help Mu Qinghuan open the door, naturally touched her forehead.

It is said that pregnant women are prone to carsickness and vomiting, and the city is a little nervous.

"It's OK." Shaking his head, Mu Qinghuan moves his touch more naturally.

"Daddy Heart in hand with a spatula, "the food is ready, eat it."

The heart is only eight years old, but like Fengcheng, he has the potential of Kitchen God.

"Sure enough, it's my son." Looking at a table of delicious food, Fengcheng is not surprised. After two years in France, I must have learned a lot of self-reliance skills. It is an advantage to marry a wife later.

"How are you, son!" Excited thumbs up, Mu Qinghuan is really an eye opener. It's a pity that he should not be a cook because of his knife work and plate setting posture.

"Son, do you want to be a cook in the future?" Mu Qinghuan blinked. In the impression, the cooks are all fat. His son is absolutely invincible and handsome.

"No Heart shakes his head, "cooking is to marry a wife, pick up girls, my father was."

“……” Well, I don't always remember, but I don't know how to cook

What he said Can you believe it?

Mu Qinghuan opened his mouth and ate a piece of braised pork. In an instant, his face was full of happiness. It was delicious!

Boo Hoo!

Mu Qinghuan pressed his son's face and said, "son, I think of a good way to get rich. When you are a cook, I'll count the money!"

"It's a waste of talent to be a cook." My heart wants to be a singer, but my father doesn't agree

Fengcheng face unhappy, immediately holding Mu Qinghuan, "reserved point."

Even his son's vinegar, can he rest assured to leave?

The city was sealed for a while, and I was not sure.

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