The cute baby is coming, Xiao Shao, please sign for it

Su Wanwan lay motionless on the beanbag sofa, the instant noodles twirled and twirled at her feet, picked up and put down the football in her mouth, and finally lay obediently on her lap, and slowly fell asleep.

The warm wind blows through the window, blowing the broken hair on both sides of her cheeks.

The picture on the tablet in his hand was frozen on a photo of a man.

He was wearing a white shirt, his blond hair looked extraordinarily dazzling in the sun, his cuffs were rolled up to reveal his white and well-veined forearm, he was holding a glass of champagne with his slender fingers, his light blue pupils were smiling, carved out by a knife The general handsome profile made him look like a god, and the broken hair on his forehead was randomly scattered, somewhat blocking his handsome eyebrows.

Su Wanwan kept zooming in on the picture, trying to keep her gaze away from the words "Jiang Yubai" next to it, and focus all her attention on this picture.

A vague figure made her heartbeat stop suddenly.

When there was a rustling sound at the door, Instant Noodles had been waiting inside the house wagging its golden tail for a long time.

Su Qingyu took off his schoolbag, looked at Mummy who was already asleep on the lazy sofa, shrugged his shoulders silently, touched the little head of instant noodles with a smile, "Mummy really loves to sleep, doesn't she?"

He took out a thin blanket from the bedroom and walked over slowly, helped her cover it, and then slowly picked up the tablet computer from her hand, the screen lit up inadvertently, and the man who suddenly appeared in front of him made his smiling face Wrinkled together in an instant.

He looked at the photo in front of him repeatedly, and just when he was almost convinced that this was his daddy and was about to wake up his mommy excitedly, he noticed the title of the report - "Jiang Yubai, a philanthropist from country M Mr. recently appeared in Binhai Global Business Center".

Su Qingyu's small body seemed to be bound by a cold net, and he stood there blankly, tears rolling in his eyes, letting the instant noodles lick his bare calf.

That man is not his father, his father's name is Xiao Yanchen, but that man's name is Jiang Yubai.

His daddy has black eyes and black hair, but that man has yellow hair and blue eyes.

The little man turned off the tablet indifferently, smiled self-deprecatingly, and struggled to find the appearance of Daddy in his memory in the screen, replacing the illusion just now.

Then he slowly hugged Su Wanwan who was sleeping soundly, and whispered softly in her ear, "Mummy, don't worry, I will protect you without Daddy."

His small head and a pair of big eyes were hidden in Su Wanwan's long hair, and he quietly shed two hot tears.

I don't know how long it has been, Shen Xinwei came back from the hospital happily.

She put the little girl in the pram, then slowly took off the satchel on her shoulders, took off the high heels on her feet, and spread out her long curled hair, which was soft and black like seaweed and spread neatly on her shoulders.

The moment she walked to the living room and turned on the light, she was startled by the huge monster on the sofa, Su Wanwan immediately rubbed her sleepy eyes, got out from under the blanket, and greeted in a daze, "Ah, are you back? "Then he fell back and continued to sleep.

Su Qingyu quickly came down from upstairs when he heard the commotion, put his little index finger between his lips, "Shh..." Then he gently took the joy from Shen Xinwei's hand, the little girl was obviously not affected by what her mommy said just now. The sound of "嗤" frightened her, but she was shaking her little feet leisurely, looking very excited.

Shen Xinwei leaned down, "When did your mommy come back? Didn't you say you have arrangements today?"

"I don't know, I fell asleep after school." Su Qingyu pinched Xiao Xingxin's flushed face, making the little girl giggle.

"Then do you want to eat something? I just bought it on the way..."

When Su Qingyu was tilting his head to think, a voice suddenly came from behind.

"I want to eat hot pot." Su Wanwan walked over barefoot with her mouth held back, and put her head on Shen Xinwei's shoulder, "Is that okay?"

"..."

Shen Xinwei nodded helplessly, "It's up to you, where to eat?"

Su Wanwan walked back to the sofa again, burrowing back like an emotionless robot, "Eat at home, call me when it's ready."

"..." Shen Xinwei shook her head as she looked at her hating iron and steel, then turned around and asked Xiaobao, "What stimulated you, Miss Wan?"

There is only one similarity between her and Su Wanwan over the years, that is, she only sleeps continuously when she is in an extremely bad mood, and she has not had this kind of experience for a long time, but Su Wanwan started on the day Xiao Yanchen disappeared. , slept for a whole week in a row.

Looking at her current state, it is likely that someone has stimulated her again.

Su Qingyu shook his little head, pursed his lips and wanted to say something, then swallowed it back, leaving only one sentence: "I don't know."

However, not long after Su Wanwan nestled back on the sofa, the phone rang.

She half-opened one eye and fumbled for the phone from under her body. When she saw the word "male god", a smile suddenly appeared on the corner of her mouth.

She cleared her throat and picked up the phone. Before she could speak, the other party's voice came over. Although it was a little hoarse, it was familiar and hot.

"Wanwan, where are you?"

"At home." She felt a little hairy under her feet, and when she got up to look, she saw instant noodles neatly coiled up and lying on her insteps, which made her feel inexplicably safe.

"Let's go find you, come out for dinner?" The voice on the phone was replaced by Mo Yun's, and it seemed that the whistling wind could still be heard.

"Wait a minute..." She put down the phone and hurried to the kitchen. Shen Xinwei and Xiaobao were busy preparing the hot pot, which made her feel a little guilty, so she asked tentatively, "Would you mind adding two mouths? "

After finishing speaking, she moved the phone to Shen Xinwei, let her see the name on it, then bent down and touched Xiaobao's head, "Your Uncle Mo and Uncle Zhan are coming, welcome?"

He smiled happily, nodded, then took out two pieces of paper from the table to wipe his hands, snatched the phone from her hand, and after turning on the speakerphone, Zhan Lengqiu over there was yelling: "Don't call uncle Don't listen to your mommy, next time you must let your brother know!"

Su Qingyu pursed his lips, "Uncle Zhan promised me to teach me racing cars last time, but he only came to play with me now, so I don't listen to you, big liar!"

Mo Yun's gloating voice came from the phone, imitating Xiao Bao's childish voice: "Big liar!"

"Uncle Mo, don't laugh at him either."

"Hey! Little guy, I didn't lie to you! Didn't I send you the painting that your old man saw last time!"

Su Wanwan could even imagine Mo Yun's expression when he said this. It must be a smirk, but his tone was full of desire for survival. Probably this change in him should be brought about by Zhan Lengqiu.

"Tch, I sent the painting, but you promised me that as long as I send flowers to Uncle Zhan, you will take me to the concert!? Five months have passed! Where is the concert?"

Su Wanwan suddenly leaned over, "Hey! What do you two think of my son? Is it the messenger's megaphone? I still wonder why our little treasure talks about the concert every night in his dreams. It turns out that it is the two of you Liar!"

Su Qingyu gave her a thumbs up appreciatively, then blinked.

"In three days' time, I will save all the concert tickets for you." Zhan Lengqiu suddenly lowered his voice.

"Huh? You have a concert recently?" Ever since she became the cp fan of the couple, she has been focusing on the beautiful love between the two of them all day long, especially after the two of them have obtained the license, her sugar business is very important. More and more sloppy.

Up to now, you don't even know that Zhan Lengqiu will have a concert three days later?
"I'm going to retire, it's the last time in this life, so you must come here!" Although he tried his best to make his voice sound chic and cheerful, the faint regret in it was still obvious.