"I'll take it myself." Wen Ning felt that the two were so close, and the men's body temperature was burning through the air.

She wanted to move a little inch away, but suddenly her arm was grabbed by his big hand, and he said, "Be careful."

It turned out that a mop passed by behind him.

The low voice fell on my neck again, and I was inexplicably flirting.

Wen Ning was very annoyed and stepped on tiptoe to get another bottle.

The man said in confusion, "You are too short to reach. Are they all the same things?"

"Where am I shorter!" Wen Ning was 1.66 meters tall, not very tall, but he also annoyed others the most about saying that she was short.

The stare with a bit of silly anger made Li Beichen stunned. A teasing flashed through the man's ink eyes, "If you are not short, you can walk past my armpit."

"..." Wen Ning's forehead bulged with a bag.

He also compared it with his hands, very arrogant. He didn't know what he thought of, but his eyes became a little deeper.

He turned his head, but said in a voice that only two people could hear, "But this height difference is quite convenient, whether it is kissing or... um."

Realizing that he couldn't hold on, Wen Ning stepped on his feet to prevent him from speaking astonishingly.

What did this hooligan think about?

Her pretty face turned a little red, and she became even more embarrassed when she looked at her son.

Li Beichen also noticed that he had passed. When he saw her black thin socks just now, he was not very serious.

"Sorry. What else do you want in the top row?" He pursed his lips and took the initiative to change the topic.

Wen Ning was so angry that he ignored him and left in his high heels.

The man turned his head and found that his son had a different look at him. His little hand was cold and gave a thumbs up, "The child is still teachable."

"..." The dead child got out.

Li Beichen turned black and then said coldly, "You can create more opportunities like this."

Jiujiu is speechless, what use I want you?

If he hadn't wanted a family, he really wouldn't have cared about this old guy.

The little guy glanced at somewhere and suddenly climbed down from the shopping cart, "Dad, I'm going to ride a big horse!"

"This is a supermarket, don't be arrogant." How can he be the president?

"You don't love me anymore, then I love mommy."

"..." I knew how to use this trick?

Li Beichen blacked his handsome face and could not help but choose a place with few people. Ang hid his body and squatted down, his long legs stunning.

Jiujiu quickly winked at Mobao behind the shelves.

Last time, he mentioned to Mo Bao that Daddy was majestic when riding a big horse, and he sat on it to look down on the world. He also wanted Mo Bao to feel the feeling of being favored by Daddy as a little baby.

As a result, Mo Bao disintegrated step by step, and Mo Bao resisted the idea of ​​the Slag Dad. In this way, Mo Bao would be on the same front as him.

Jiujiu is so cunning.

Mo Bao was a little hesitant, and the black pupil flashed with awkwardness, but he still couldn't help but slowly walk behind the man.

"Have you sat down?" Li Beichen's voice was low and gentle.

He slowly stood up and carefully protected his son. The man had broad shoulders, strong and responsible. For a moment, Mobao felt floating on the clouds.

A small heart thumps.

Looking down at the man's short black hair, he silently pursed his lips. It turned out that riding a daddy's horse was like this.

Really, a little happy...

"Ninety-nine?" Wen Ning walked back and was also a little surprised to see a proud man like Li Beichen and willing to ride a horse for his son.

However, when the woman's sharp eyes swept over '99', she found that there was a surgical wound on his little neck, although it was covered by a high neck...

calligraphy!

Her face turned slightly dark, and the two little guys were indeed swapped.

While she was nervous, she was attracted by Mo Bao's complicated and slightly throbbing eyes.

The son pursed his little mouth, and his little hands were a little unfamiliar with his hands clutching Li Beichen's big hand tightly.

He didn't say anything, but Wen Ning could feel Mo Bao's emotions, entanglement, and a little happy.

The little guy always says that he hates scumbag father and has hurt his mother.

But deep down, I still long for fatherly love...

Looking at the back of the big and small, Wen Ning fell into a trance. He remembered that when she was pregnant three years ago, she also fantasized about giving birth to a daughter and riding a horse for him. The man Gao Ting and the daughter were riding cutely on it, so she would be too attracted.

Unexpectedly, it was twins in the end.

And my daughter's dream was also cut off with all that.

Her heart twitched slightly, and she quickly shook her mind, her mouth pursed indifferent calmness, and continued shopping.

At checkout, the man took out his wallet and asked the woman to take Jiujiu away first.

The little guy shook Wen Ning's hand, pointed to the shelf at the cashier and asked, "Mommy, what is that little box? Daddy just glanced at it."

Wen Ning looked at his son's hand, and his pretty face suddenly turned black and his neck turned red.

She simply didn't know what gaze to look at a shameless man like Li Beichen.

And the mature man didn't know that, Mo Hei's eyes cast a look at her,?

Wen Ning curled the corners of his lips and quickly took his son out, and was sure that this was Jiujiu, not Mobao.

With Mo Bao's common sense, she would not ask her such embarrassing questions.

Jiujiu still lacks some human nature, this child!

Until he returned to the apartment, Wen Ning ignored him.

Li Beichen didn't know what was wrong. He walked behind and watched the woman holding the child while he was carrying shopping bags of all sizes.

This kind of scene is like a husband taking his wife to the supermarket every day, buying vegetables, and the wife prepares the meal and serves her son and husband...

His vision was slightly deeper, and Li Beichen's heart moved slightly, and he felt that the piece was full of swelling.

Maybe he had never visited the supermarket with Li Xiangwan, so he didn't feel like this throbbing when he was by Li Xiangwan's side.

The man frowned, interrupted his thoughts, and followed him into the house with shamelessness.

Wen Ning ignored his existence directly and carried a large bag and went into the kitchen to work hard.

This indifference made Li Beichen deeply suspicious, and she did not cook his meal.

The man took advantage of the woman's clothes and turned on the rice cooker to take a look. Sure enough, there were only two people's rice!

He had a dark face and swallowed his anger and secretly added a bowl to himself.

When Wen Ning put the rice porridge in place, she found that there were three people serving it. The corners of her mouth twitched...

Underestimate a man's shamelessness.

With a dark face, Li Beichen scrambled to enjoy the food with his son without hesitation.

It’s no wonder that Jiujiu is fascinated by this woman’s food.

It's really okay, even he can eat two bowls of rice.

When the man went to the kitchen to serve the third bowl, he disappeared, and he regretted that he had only added a bucket of rice.

More points next time.

After Li Beichen came out regretfully, he found that his son had changed his seat and even his eating habits were a bit casual.

Mo Bao raised his head and asked the man with a smile, "Is my mom good to cook?"

"generally."

Wen Ning vomited blood. Who ate just now that the plate was covered with dust.

Mo Bao was not in a hurry and smiled relaxedly while lying on the rice. "It seems that there are not many good men who can appreciate Mommy. Uncle Li is one, so he said that Mommy cooks delicious food! Mommy, if you remarry, why not consider Uncle Li?"

"..." It was Li Beichen's turn to vomit blood this time.

A chill suddenly spread around the man, and even Wen Ning on the sofa felt cold.

Li Beichenjun's face was cold and yelled at her son, "Your mom won't remarry, and she will never marry Li Chengyu.

As long as I am there, don’t think about it. Shut up, where will your elbow be turned? Do you want to be beaten?"

Mo Bao curled his lips.

Wen Ning stood up with a short-lived look, twitching his mouth and disdainful, "What are you doing for being a harsh child?"

Don’t talk about the issue of not getting married again?

Mr. Li, please watch TV, and you are broadcasting your wedding next month.

After eating, you can leave, what else do you think?”

The man had a slight stuttering on the chest. Facing the wedding gossip on TV, he was so troubled that he couldn't speak. His black eyes were cold and cold, and he looked at the woman secretly. What was he thinking? He didn't know.

The wedding news was all arranged by Tianxin's public relations and Li Xiangwan. He didn't feel anything, and he was a little disgusted with such high-profile.

But this woman clearly stated that she didn't care about his remarriage. She was calm and quiet. His heart had been cold and could not be energetic in the past few days.

The thin lips were tilted, and I was just not sure what to say. The cell phone in the pants pocket rang. Li Beichen picked up the number and saw the number, with a slight look.

As he walked towards the terrace, he glanced at Wen Ning, "Is it me, Rongcheng Police Station? The kidnapper who kidnapped my son was caught?"

Wen Ning immediately pricked up his ears, and the kidnapper with broken limbs, found the dead mouth?
Chapter completed!