Love in the Midst of Mistaken Identities

"Oh, no, your daughter is very cute," Du Jingtang smiled, his heart was sour, and he saw the little boy bury his face in Gao Yi's arms, but instinctively thought that they were father and daughter.

daughter? Gao Yi just raised his eyebrows lightly, and did not deny anything?

"Let's go, Dongfang Jing spit out three words lightly, then turned to leave, and Du Jingtang shook his hand to Xiaoyu.

"Goodbye, little angel."

Xiaoyudian raised his head from Gao Yihuai's arms and shook his little hand.

"Goodbye, aunt and uncle," a voice as sweet as glutinous rice.

Du Jingtang's body suddenly shook, and he was about to fall. What's his name, what's his aunt and uncle, he's not a woman.

And a very strong man's laughter shook his eardrum. He looked up and just caught the smile in Dongfang Jing's eyes. This man was making fun of him, he was making fun of him, he dared to laugh at him, how dare he?

This **** man didn't all look bad to him.

Gao Yixuan watched the two men with his lips. With his intuition, he could feel them, and the two men would not be ordinary friends.

If not a brother, then a lover.

However, these are not his affairs. He has no interest in other people's affairs. Now, this little guy in his arms only cares about his affairs.

"Are you mom?" He lowered his head and asked the cute in his arms. The child was really good, no wonder someone would abduct her.

"Mom is going to send things, let Xiaoyu Dian wait for her here," Xiao Yu answered milkily, unlike the mother's arms. This uncle's hug will hold all her little body, And she really likes it.

Gao Yi went to the side and never let go of the child in her arms. She was a little unhappy. The woman, she was assured, even if the child was very good, but there was no guarantee that no one would think of her.

"Uncle, Xiaoyudian's doll is good-looking?" Xiaoyudian picked up his doll and showed it to Gao Yi. A small face was as cute as a small flower.

The child's smile was extraordinarily innocent.

"Good-looking," Gao Yibu gave the fault, touched the doll with his fingers, this is a limited amount, it will be very expensive, how can a woman who needs to sell blood, can afford such an expensive doll for her daughter.

Who bought it for you, Gao Yi asked tentatively.

"It's a mother," Xiaoyu held the doll in her arms like a baby. She is the mother's baby, but this baby is her baby.

Sure enough, the woman, he leaned his body against the wall, in order to avoid the same thing, he would wait for the woman to come back to talk.

And this little guy's body is soft and fragrant, and it seems to be fun. And he even felt like holding her.

Xia Ruoxin wiped the sweat from her forehead, and she ran forward, and those things just made her climb up the sixth floor with her back on her back. She was already exhausted, but she was still thinking about her. The daughter, still worried about her, actually didn't know whether it was right or wrong to leave her there alone, she was still so young.

When she saw a man holding her little raindrops, she felt that her heart was about to stop.

"Small rain!" With a dumb voice, he was already weak with heavy breathing.