The two children run back to yo yo, who squats down and pats the dust on his body.
"Naughty, where did you go?"
"Auntie, I just went to play in the back garden and found many fireflies. They are so beautiful. By the way, I also met a little rascal."
"Rascal?" You think her words are very interesting. Do you understand what a rogue means at such a young age?
Different from Gu Xun, he doesn't love learning. Up to now, only Chinese can communicate smoothly. As for English and French, he only knows a little bit of daily life, and he is no more proficient in several languages than Gu Xun.
"A little rascal born of a big rascal." Gu Xun mentioned that Nangong ink's tone became colder.
"What's wrong with xun'er?" Youyou is sensitive to the feeling that the child's mood seems to be not very good, although he has been indifferent, generally will not have any too big mood.
"Nothing." Gu Xun breathlessly sat aside and pulled his own bow tie, very much like a small adult.
"I'll tell you, auntie, I met an uncle just now. I think brother Xun and he are like Oh, that uncle's eyes are black."
"Uncle? What uncle? " Youyou heart a Deng, should not be that person to come?
Over the years, she has deliberately avoided Nangong Li, who does not normally attend such dinners. She should not meet.
"There is no uncle, but he is a big rascal. His son wants to move his feet." Gu Xun spoke quickly.
He knew that Nangong Li was his father's business. Youyou didn't know that he was a child and didn't say much.
Youyou is also strange. When Gu Xun was two or three years old, he often asked who his father was, and he never asked again.
"One by one is so small. It's just children's play." You don't want to bow too much for him.
The man's son is in the United States. It should not be him.
"Mommy, I want to go home."
"You'll have to speak later. This is what Uncle Harry told you. What's the matter? Is it because you're too nervous or have forgotten your words?"
"How could I forget that? I just A little tired. "
Gu Xun moved his eyes awkwardly. He just didn't want to see the man.
"Was it too late to read last night? After a while, Mommy will accompany you back earlier and finish speaking, OK
Gu Xun had no way to refuse. Forget it. He didn't recognize him and met him when he met.
"Aunt, it's late. Let's go to the hall. I'm so hungry that I want to eat cake."
"You are a greedy cat. OK, let's go."
Nangong Mo has already started to eat, "Daddy, do you want to eat it? This is super delicious. "
"You don't have enough food in America?" Nangong Li looked at him coldly. He didn't know who he was like. How could the old man bring out such a child.
"Of course, I'm full, but the pastry here tastes better. Here, try it."
"No Nangong Li frowns. The child is really upset.
"Daddy, just take a bite, a bite..." Nangong Mo is obviously a newborn calf who is not afraid of tigers and has strong willpower.
In his spirit of not giving up, Nangong Li was afraid to be bored to death by him, so he had to bend down and take a bite.
"Auntie, I want to eat that piece, you take it for me." One by one, pointing to the small cake on the high.
Gu Xun saw Nangong Li and Nangong Mo at a glance. Nangong Mo took his hand affectionately, and the expression on his face was very happy.
They are the father and son. What are they? Gu Xun clenched his fists.
In his opinion, he was very angry when he was eating the cake.
It's like seeing Xiao San and her husband together. He hates them!
His mother tears every day for him, and Chen Shimei is out in love.
Nangong Li doesn't know what image he has been fixed into in the child's brain. He just feels a gaze at him.
Looking at the line of sight, the child was looking at him covetously. He could feel his anger several meters away. There was hatred in his eyes.
Father and son looked at each other, Gu Xun looked away from her eyes.
Nangong Li looked behind him and saw a woman with a graceful figure. It was her, youyou.
"Dong Dong Dong" heartbeat, he felt that his heart was about to jump out.
Step unconsciously toward leisurely approach, today she wore a Chinese style purple cheongsam, five years have not seen, more elegant.
"Auntie, I want that piece."
There are many layers on the shelf of the small cake, some of which need tall men to take.
Youyou is holding a stack with one hand, and stands on tiptoe with the other hand to get the cake.
She was wobbly, "ah..."
"Are you ok?"The body falls into one person's arms steadily, and the strange and familiar male voice comes from the ear. Is it him?
Youyou hasn't let go of Nangong Li in these years. No matter how good and excellent the man she's looking for, she doesn't want to see more.
Some of them are sincere to her and are still pursuing her man.
She wanted to give up nangongli completely and start a new life. She tried it briefly. She even rejected sending messages to people.
She was also restless for a cup of coffee and didn't know what to do.
He was the one who recalled the dream in the middle of the night. She thought that this time she thought too much.
A look up on the familiar cheek, Nangong from than in the past to become more calm and mature.
"Hurt?" He asked with concern.
You almost blurted out to call him "young master". Maybe others will find this address very humble. In youyou's heart, this address is a very special feeling.
"I It's OK. "
Clearly, she has had a lot of changes, but in front of Nangong, she becomes a little woman at a loss.
Seeing that there were some cake crumbs that had just been accidentally stained on his mouth, just like a few years ago, she would stretch out her hand to wipe off Nangong Li's face occasionally.
Hands faster than the brain, she gently swept Nangong away from the corner of the mouth.
The skin is close to each other, and an electric current flows from their bodies. Originally, she is in the arms of Nangong Li, and his big palm is still on her waist.
"I..."
For a while, you don't know what to do. He explains in a flustered way: "that, there is residue in the corner of your mouth. I, I will take it off for you."
Purple double pupil is like a lost deer, Nangong Li was so upset by her eyes.
“…… Thank you
You quickly broke free from his arms, and her face was flushed.
Gu Xun's impression is that she is calm and calm most of the time, except for the occasional time when youyou will feel sad.
He is also the first time to see such a flustered mother. Nangong Li is also very flustered. Two people are like children who do something wrong and don't know how to deal with this kind of scene.
"Are you all right?" Nangong Li took the lead in breaking the embarrassment.
You did not dare to look at him, staring at the cake in his hand and replied, "very good."
"Auntie, cake, I want cake." One by one, greedy.
Youyou quickly handed the cake to her, and Nangong ink was full of smile, "Auntie, you are beautiful, your eyes are purple."
Youyou just reflects that this is Nangong Li's child Nangong mo. the last time he got the photo was when he was two or three years old.
“…… Thank you Her heart is a little sour, the child is so lively, must be like his mother.
Nangong Li's character is depressing, and there is a lively girl around him. He can be relieved.
He knew that he had a child, why is his heart still so sour.
"Is this your son?" Nangong Li stares at Gu Xun. The two children before said that he looks like himself. It seems that he is a little bit like him, especially Gu Xun's full of breath.
"It's none of your business." Gu Xun hated to die the father and son, and felt that Nangong Mo was deliberately flaunting himself and his mother to show his victory.
"Xun'er, how do you talk? It's called Uncle Nangong. "
Youyou's heart is very complicated, sour, astringent and frightened. We don't know what happened when she was pregnant and left.
Nangong Li won't recognize this child, will he?
Uncle? It's ironic.
The corner of Gu Xun's mouth was satirized, "the rascal is almost the same."
Usually Gu Xun is very clever and polite. Today I don't know what's going on. Youyou is a little embarrassed.
"I'm sorry, Mr. Nangong. My son may be tired. Don't mind if you offend me."
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