Mengbao came to the door: Dad is uglier than you

But now, after hearing what her mommy said, Little Xingxing became anxious, "Mommy, I'm not a child anymore, I don't need mommy to sleep with me anymore."

His look and tone are particularly righteous.

Hawthorne was a little sad, her little Xing Xing was still so small, she was still a soft bun, why was she not a child anymore, why didn't she need her to sleep with her?
"But Mommy needs little Xingxing to sleep with her." She said.

The expression on Little Xingxing's face became even more serious, "Mum, Daddy will sleep with you, and I will sleep with my wife in the future too!"

He said it so seriously, as if he was an adult now, but this is just such a small milk bun.

Hawthorne looked at Little Xingxing, thinking that he should not sleep with Mommy when he was so old, hey!
At this moment, Hawthorne felt a little sad, but she didn't want to raise little Xingxing as a mother's baby. It's better for children to be independent. It's good that they have their own thoughts and ideas at such a young age.

It's just that there are still some emotions.

"Mommy, don't be sad." Little Xingxing seemed to see the emotion in Hawsang's eyes, and couldn't help but take Hawsang's hand, "Although I have grown up,... Mommy can still be with Daddy." I will give birth to a baby, and let the little sister sleep with Mommy when the time comes, the little sister will be soft and cute, super cute!"

When Xiao Xingxing said this, his tone was soft and cautious, as if he was afraid of touching Hawthorne's wound.

He knew that his sister was gone. This was an accident, an accident that no one wanted, and Mommy must be the saddest.

After Huo Sang heard this, her heart warmed up, but she frowned at the thought of having a baby with that man Xing Chenyou, and she decided to forget it.

Sheng Rong is not as good as Xing Chen Yousheng.

Not as good as Sheng Rong!

Thinking of Xing Chenyou, Huo Sang felt an unknown fire in his heart.

Seeing that Hawthorne didn't speak, little Xingxing had a strange expression on his face, and immediately felt that he shouldn't mention the little sister, and must have reminded Mommy of this sad incident again.

"Mum, I'm sorry, I shouldn't have mentioned my little sister." Little Xingxing apologized with her head down.

Hawsang quickly came back to his senses and comforted Little Xingxing, "Silly boy, tell Mommy what you're sorry about, sister... just being naughty, she will come when it's time."

Although that child is gone, although she is very sad, she still has little Xingxing. Compared with the unborn unformed fetus, little Xingxing standing in front of her alive is of course more important to her.

Little Xingxing nodded, but he was still sad. He led Hawthorne to the next room.

"Mum, you and Daddy's room is this one, and the layout is the same as the previous room, do you remember?" Little Xingxing pointed to the furnishings in the room and said.

Hawthorne glanced at it, and said softly to Little Xingxing, "I don't remember."

Little Xingxing said with a smile, "Mum, it's okay, there will still be memories in the future."

He took Hawthorne by the hand, went around the room, and happily talked about the past with Hawthorne.

Little Xingxing himself is surprised that his memory is so good, and he can remember every detail of getting along with Mommy clearly.

"Mommy, I haven't known Daddy for a long time, but because I look so much like Daddy, I feel that there is a tacit understanding between me and Daddy, and I like it at the first sight." Daddy is gone, although Daddy is cold and cool, but I know that Daddy is very good!"

Little Xingxing took Huo Sang's hand and mentioned Xing Chenyou again, her tone was full of sincerity, as if she was afraid that Huo Sang would think that Xing Chenyou was not good and that he was too cold.

"Have you met Uncle Sheng?" Hawthorne asked suddenly.

Little Xingxing was stunned for a moment, thinking, Mommy wouldn't really like that Sheng, right? Why did he keep mentioning him?

"Isn't he just a little boy!"

Little Xingxing's words were a bit duplicity, and he even rolled his big eyes, showing his disdain for Sheng Rong.

Hawthorne said, "If your daddy was him, would you like it? If you looked like him and he was so gentle, would you like it?"

Little Xingxing didn't expect Hawthorne to ask such a question. He frowned, feeling that he had encountered a big problem in his life.

If his daddy was someone else, would he like it?If the current daddy is not this daddy but someone else, will he like it?

Does he like the identity of daddy, or the person of daddy?
Little Xingxing was also confused, he stared blankly at Huo Sang, Haw Sang had never seen such a silly expression on his face, he couldn't help it, he smiled, "Would you like it?"

"If he is my daddy...then I must like my daddy, but, there is no such kind of if, my daddy's name is Xing Chenyou, not Sheng Rong."

Little Xingxing blinked, and the more he spoke, the calmer the expression on his face became.

There's nothing to worry about, daddy is his daddy, and it's impossible to change it in this life.

Hawthorne didn't expect that little Xingxing could react to this matter so quickly, and felt a bit depressed, how could little Xingxing be so smart?

This assumption is indeed untenable, because Sheng Rong is not his father.

"Mum, I'm sleepy, I'm going to sleep, you should go to bed earlier!"

Little Xingxing glanced at the time, and then yawned, looking very tired.

Hawthorne raised his eyebrows and nodded, "Mummy will accompany you..."

"Mommy, you don't have to accompany me. I'll take a bath and sleep by myself." Little Xingxing was afraid that Hawthorne would say something else, so she quickly rejected her, then turned around and ran out, "Mommy, you should also go to bed early." oh!"

Hawthorne stood up and took two steps towards the door, trying to chase after him. Little Xingxing ran faster than a rabbit, and he disappeared long ago.

When she walked to the door, it was Xing Chenyou who bumped into her head-on.

The man's tall body suddenly blocked the door, blocking her way.

Huo Sang raised his head to meet Xing Chenyou's handsome and indifferent face, and took two steps back, keeping a safe distance from him.

Xing Chenyou's face was a little pale, his eye sockets looked a little dark, and his dark circles were a little thick.

Hawthorne looked away, turned and entered the room, with his back turned to him, and the whole person looked indifferent and calm when facing him.

Xing Chenyou closed the door behind his back, raised his legs and walked towards her.

Although Huo Sang didn't turn around and look back, she could feel the man's powerful aura approaching her. She frowned and moved a step to the side, but was pulled by Xing Chenyou, and her whole body was dragged by him .

The breath of male hormones rushed over instantly.

"What are you going to do?"