Chapter 709

Ye Mu and Peipei stick to each other and laugh. Pei Pei sits in Ye Mu's arms. Ye Mu asks Pei Pei curiously, "do you remember anything else besides this?"

"Yes, I remember all the lines Mommy said." Peipei is in Ye Mu's arms, holding Ye Mu's hair in two small hands.

Ye Mu righted Peipei's body and made him sit up straight: "do you only remember mummy's lines?"

"Well." Peipei watches TV with adults, and his attention must be on Ye mu.

Ye Mu feels very strange. Is his memory selective?

"So you remember those lines?" Ye Mu asked again.

Pei Pei talks about what he is interested in. Bai Nen has a smile on his face, which is very lovely. He said, imitating the voice of the characters in the play. Looking at his son's changeable expression, ye Mu felt surprised and lovely. I'm surprised that Peipei is so small, but I can recite all the lines very well. Of course, it's because of Peipei's performance. When it comes to Peipei's serious performance, there is a kind of cute feeling that children imitate adults.

Do ye Mu and Peipei still care about the ball game? The two were laughing together outside the football field.

"What are you laughing at? So happy? " Mo Shen came over and twisted a bottle of water.

Ye Mu shakes his head, but still has a smile on his face: "No

Mo Shen looks at Ye Mu suspiciously, picks eyebrow half to hint: "you smile so happy, Fengfeng still thinks you are laughing at him all the time."

"Ah Ye Mu is shocked and looks at Fengfeng.

Fengfeng dejectedly stood in the middle of the field and kicked the football in one by one.

Ye Mu believed Mo Shen's words and really thought it was his own reason. When Mo Shen plays with Feng Feng again, ye Mu knows that it's not Mo Shen who makes Feng Feng so depressed.

Fengfeng kicks, no matter how, Mo Shen can easily and smoothly intercept. Fengfeng volunteered to block, the result is the same, his small body Kenben can't stop, Mo Shen always has a way to avoid him, let the ball impartial success in.

It was getting late, and Fengfeng was sweating all over himself. Still didn't score, he wiped his little face, didn't admit defeat and wanted to continue, but Mo Shen stopped.

"It's time to go back to dinner. We can't delay dinner for fun." Mo Shen reaches out his hand to Fengfeng.

Mo Shen doesn't play anymore. Fengfeng is like a vented ball, holding Mo Shen's big hand. The whole person is like a vented ball nestling on Mo Shen's palm: "Daddy, will you play football with me in the future?"

He's not good. Daddy won so easily. He's really afraid daddy doesn't deserve him to play in the future.

"I'll be with you, of course." Mo bent down and wiped Fengfeng's sweat with a paper towel carefully: "it's very physical. You can't play every day, once every three days."

Feng Feng nodded heavily, and his two little soft legs were a little tired. At the moment, he ran to Ye Mu and announced: "Mommy, daddy said that he would play with me once in the next three days."

"That's good." Ye Mu hugged Peipei and held out his other hand: "do you want mommy to hold you, or Do you want daddy to hold you

"I'll go myself." Feng Feng trots with his football in his arms, very independent.

Ye Mu follows quickly. Feng Feng is sweating all over. When he gets home, he must take a bath immediately. Otherwise, he may catch a cold when his sweat cools down.

The busy football field in the evening, now only a few lonely spare balls. The family had already entered the living room. It was dinner time when Fengfeng consumed a lot of physical strength and ate more than usual.

It's time for song Zhuochen to have dinner. Ye Qiwen goes downstairs to get dinner. She specially asked her aunt to do it, and then sent it back. But aunts often can't tell the floor clearly. They usually call ye Qiwen downstairs, and ye Qiwen goes down to get it.

After dinner, ye Mu opens the box and takes a look. Today's dinner is very rich. A few days ago, song Zhuochen said that she wanted to eat seafood very much, but because he was afraid of seafood, she didn't do it all the time. However, today, she asked the doctor, and the doctor said that it was OK to eat some seafood properly.

When she had dinner, she specially called her aunt and asked her to make one by one steamed prawns suitable for song Zhuochen. Yeh Yee Wen just opened the box a little, and the fragrance had already drifted out. The smell was very good.

The smell of the food makes Ye Qiwen smile. She returns to song Zhuochen's floor with a thermos box.

“Penny！”

Ye Qiwen just out of the elevator, behind a voice called her.

"Who are you?" Ye Qiwen turns around and sees a woman she doesn't know.

A woman is tall with a beautiful skeleton. At first glance, she looks like a clothes rack. Her height and posture are good-looking. Although a woman is thin, her figure and face are excellent. If you look at her carefully, you can still feel that she may be a model.

’The word "you are" is a kind of injury to this woman. She is at least a little famous. In her eyes, ye Qiwen's ignorance seems to be intentional and more provocative.

"I'm Zhu Hui, a model." When a woman opens her mouth, she introduces her career.

Ye Yiwen nodded, but she still didn't understand. What did Zhu Hui come to do with herself?"What can I do for you?" Ye Qiwen asked with a good attitude.

Zhu Hui was not in a hurry to speak. Instead, she looked at the incubator in Ye Qiwen's hand, and then raised the things in her hand: "are you here to send food to song Zhuochen? What a coincidence, so am I

Ye Qiwen's face was obviously stiff and embarrassed. Zhu Hui looked at her face as if she had taken up a very popular job and made others lose their jobs.

"You don't have to pretend you don't know me. You can't never hear my name from Song Zhuochen." Although Zhu Hui spoke slowly, every word at that time was full of self-confidence.

Ye Qiwen's face is not bad enough to be ugly. She is just curious about the relationship between this woman and song Zhuochen.

"Everyone is the same. It's not good for you to look at me with such strange eyes. If you want to be strict, you are only an ex, and I am at least half an incumbent." Zhu Hui holds her arms in both hands, and she is not afraid to throw the incubator out too much.

"Oh, what's the matter with you and him?" Ye Qiwen looks at Zhu Hui and asks this slightly strange question.

Zhu Hui looked up and down at Ye Qiwen: "you should be the worst of all his current friends. If his girlfriend is not a model, her body and face can be called a model. Your face is not delicate enough, and your figure is not qualified. Presumably, even if you send him another year's meal, he won't get back together with you. "

"Not about you?" Ye Qiwen didn't pay attention to the other party's attack at all.

Zhu Hui mentions herself with some pride: "I'm song Zhuochen's previous girlfriend. I've been with him for the longest time. To be more precise, we've lived together for the longest time."

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