The Cannon Fodder and Her Mr. Right

The neon flashed, Xie Xize raised his head and looked at Mo Yanyang.

He raised his hand and placed it on top of Laotiao's head, and said, "No, neither can the father."

Must be kissed.

Mo Yanyang panicked when he saw him, and immediately turned his head.

She always felt that Xie Xize five years later seemed different from five years ago.

It was more treacherous, more difficult to understand, and more dangerous, although she had never understood this man.

She carefully maintained a peaceful life, like a black mist invisible in the distance, and began to drive in a direction she could not see at all.

Xie Xize, a man she had never thought of having any entanglements with him, had been afraid for ten years, hiding for five years, but never escaped.

Mo Yanyang gave a wry smile. In her life, since she was 20 years old, except for the spicy strips, she really never tasted sweetness again.

Mo Yanyang looked at the road outside and seemed to be going to the hotel. That was Xie Xize's site. She quickly thought of an excuse and said: "Go to my store, haven't eaten yet."

"it is good."

The driver turned to Moyangyang's small restaurant.

After all, La Tiao was too young and had limited energy. After a while, his eyelids began to fight, struggled for a while, and fell to the side.

Mo Yan Yang stretched out his hand to pick it up, but with one hand in front of her, he caught the spicy strip and put it in his arms.

The child's body is soft, with a touch of milky fragrance on his body, soft black hair close to his forehead, and an angel-like small face, fleshy.

Xie Xize couldn't tell what it felt like, but felt that just looking at it, the heart melted away.

He asked: "How much is he?"

Mo Yanyang didn't answer, she looked at the two men, one large and one small, in a trance.

Even if she tried to make the spicy strips fat, but, look carefully, his facial features were somewhat similar to Xie Xize...

Mo Yanyang squeezed his hand.

How can I keep my son?

...

The shop hadn't closed yet, Xiao Chu was looking at the shop alone, and when Mo Yanyang got off a car, he hurried over and asked her what happened in sign language?

Mo Yanyang shook his head: "It's okay. Thank you for your hard work. You haven't eaten yet. Sit down and wait a while. I'll cook."

Xie Xize looked calmly at Mo Yanyang's newly recruited clerk.

Xiao Chu seemed to be a little scared, Xie Xize nodded to him and greeted him, then turned and ran back to the kitchen to help Mo Yanyang.

Xie Xize sent the child to the small attic upstairs.

After eating, Xiao Chu took the initiative to pack things.

Mo Yanyang raised his head: "Let's talk!"

Xie Xize knew what Mo Yanyang wanted to say, and said, "I'm tired today, take a good rest, and talk tomorrow."

Mo Yanyang insisted: "Now,"

Xie Xize: "Tomorrow."

He was going to go upstairs to see if La Tiao was awake.

Mo Yanyang clenched his hands, "Uncle Wu, now."

With this sound, Uncle Wu has been away for five years.

Xie Xize stopped: "Okay, let's talk."

Mo Yanyang bit his lip, suddenly not knowing where to start.

"Uncle Wu, I have lived very well in the past few years. I like this kind of life. I think I have the ability to raise hot strips very well. Mother and son, we have a very happy life here, so..."

Xie Xize interrupted her: "You said earlier that as long as you return your son, you are willing to do anything you want."

Mo Yanyang clenched his hand, gritted his teeth and said: "But the spicy strip you hid..."

Xie Xize did not quibble, his amber eyes stared at Mo Yanyang like an abyss: "This is not important, man, I found it for you, shouldn't you also fulfill your promise?"

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