Wanyan Jiatai rolled his eyes, impatiently took out his cigarette box, took out one from inside and handed it over: "here!"

Wei Shaoyong looked away from him: "fire."

The prince took out his lighter and threw it with patience.

Bata, the flame rises from the palm of the man's hand. After lighting the cigarette, Wei Shaoyong threw the lighter again: "you haven't answered me yet."

Yan Jiatai heard about the situation of tea from the old man. He said lazily, "your family is really different from my family. It's really a car accident. There's congestion in the head. It'll be all right if the congestion is evacuated."

"Can a car accident turn a person into an idiot?"

Wanyan Jiatai corrected unhappily: "it's the blood vessels that have been pressed, not the accident that makes him an idiot."

"Did you take Zhenzhen to see a psychologist?"

Prince: "... Uncle, what are you trying to say?"

Wei Shaoyong took a depressed puff of smoke: "I feel that tea is a little like that before Song Zhenzhen, so I want to ask you for advice."

Wei Shaoyong wouldn't have asked Wanyan Jiatai about it if he didn't have no choice.

In case you happen to get it right.

Wanyan Jiatai sympathized on the surface, but he was disgusted in the heart - did you remember to ask me for advice? Why didn't you ask me when you robbed my wife? He also asked someone to block me and beat me on the balcony, which almost beat me up. The man of Xin Kui Wanyan's family is resistant to beating and has a big life

Wei Shaoyong looked at Wanyan Jiatai suspiciously: "what are you muttering about?"

The prince raised his eyebrows: "uncle, it's really similar to what you said. At that time, it was really sticky and timid."

Wei Shaoyong quickly snuffed out the cigarette butt: "what did you do at that time?"

The prince shrugged and helplessly spread out his hands: "what can I do? Take it every day. Wherever you go, she will go. It's good to be a pendant."

"Do you take song Zhenzhen with you every day?" Wei Shaoyong is a little skeptical about this.

"Of course," said the prince, "otherwise, can you really recover so quickly?"

"What about the night?"

"Together, anyway, I don't suffer."

Wei Shaoyong: "

Wanyan Jiatai made a nonsense and stunned Wei Shaoyong. Finally, he couldn't help nodding: "it seems that there is so much truth."

"Uncle, I'll go first. You can think about it yourself." With that, the prince jumped into the driver's seat, stepped on the accelerator and the car disappeared.

Wei Shaoyong looked at the back of the car and looked thoughtful.

At night, Wei Shaoyong put on his pajamas. As usual, he stood on the balcony smoking, tea holding his legs, curled up on the low sofa on the balcony, and snorted from time to time.

Wei Shaoyong glanced at her, and a rare tenderness appeared on his face: "tea, tea, go to sleep when you're sleepy."

"Not sleepy." Xiong Dun shook his head and said, "what did you take away?"

"Don't you recognize Jiatai?"

Cha Cha shook her head: "I don't know."

Wei Shaoyong's heart clicked for fear that she would add another memory loss problem: "do you know who I am?"

Cha Cha nodded vigorously, "I know."

"Who am I?"

"Mom."

"Cough..." Wei Shaoyong choked on his second-hand smoke.

Tea frowned and said, "am I wrong?"

Wei Shaoyong finally calmed down, and then incredibly asked, "how did I become your mother again?"

"As you said, boys and girls can't sleep together, but if we become mothers, can't we sleep together?"

Wei Shaoyong: "

Does she also have the function of automatically switching her last name?

Seeing the resistance on Wei Shaoyong's face, Cha Cha asked nervously, "don't you want to be my mother?"

Wei Shaoyong gritted his teeth: "is this a question of whether you want to talk to me or not?"

"That's why you don't want me to sleep with you..." the girl showed a pitiful look: "so you don't want to be my mother, right?"

Wei Shaoyong was speechless when she asked.

At this time, the mobile phone rang. Wei Shaoyong walked into the bedroom and took a look at the phone from the tea table.

Master Wei.

"Mom, who is it?"

Wei Shaoyong quickly covered the phone and retorted unhappily, "don't shout."

Unexpectedly, Wei Shaoyong was slow, and the sound of "mother" passed impartially into the ears of old man Wei.

"Tea was talking just now?"

"Yes, I'm her mother now. I'll take her to the hospital another day."

"Hey, don't be so anxious. I communicated with the doctor. The doctor meant that haste makes waste. This kind of disease comes slowly. She wants to call your mother, so you can call her. The child is very poor. Her mother is not around since childhood, and her father doesn't know who it is. I can't stand it on anyone."

"Dad -" Wei Shaoyong felt that his father's bias was too much.

"I know what you think. It's just a title. If she wants to be willing to call my mother, how can she turn to you?"

Wei Shaoyong: "

Under the lobbying of master Wei and the oppression of reality, Wei Shaoyong finally chose to compromise.

The main thing is that it doesn't make any sense to waste any more. If you can cure her by shouting 'Mom', why not? As charity.

"Mom, can we go to bed?"

"Sleep." Wei Shaoyong opened the quilt and lay in. He stretched out his hand and put out the lamp.

In the dark, Wei Shaoyong listened to the shallow breathing sound by his pillow and couldn't help falling into meditation.

At home, she can shout whatever she wants. What if she goes out? In public, she left a mother and another mother's cry

Wei Shaoyong sat up and turned on the lamp.

"Wake up, young lady, wake up......".

Cha Cha sat up while breathing, "hmm? What's the matter?"

Wei Shaoyong said softly, "I have something to tell you. The title of mother can only be called when there is no one. If there is an outsider, you must not shout like that."

"What shall I call you?"

Wei Shaoyong pursed his lips and thought, "call me Mr. Wei."

"Mr. Wei?" Tea tried to shout.

I don't know why, these three words came out of her mouth. Wei Shaoyong always had an unspeakable strangeness.

Wei Shaoyong quickly rejected the title: "forget it, change it and call me uncle."

"Uncle!"

"Yes." Wei Shaoyong nodded with satisfaction. In order to enhance the impression of tea, Wei Shaoyong made a demonstration on the spot: "now we're going out. What should you call me?"

"Uncle."

"Great. Where are you going home?"

"Mom."

Forced by helplessness, Wei Shaoyong can only recognize this title.

"I'll take you out tomorrow. Don't shout wrong."

"Well, I see. Can I sleep now, uncle?"

Wei Shaoyong raised the quilt with a jerk: "what are you calling me?"

Cha Cha quickly changed her mouth: "Mom."

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