Officer Xiang and Mumu

I guess Lao Liu will still experience this kind of ups and downs from landslides and landslides to bright spring, he nodded: "As expected of their son, why am I not as bright as you?"

Old Liu probably had impure intentions and preoccupied thoughts back then, which made him pay close attention to the relationship between them. When it rained, when it cleared up, when there was lightning and thunder, sometimes he would rush over to hand an umbrella to cheer him up. What, it's like stabbing my brother in both sides, but I didn't find a chance to stab my brother twice.

Because I am here.

When I was young, my parents were very loving. They often took me on outings together, went surfing and played roller coasters together. Those good times suddenly came from the depths of my memory. Even a simple walk by the river was full of happiness.

They used to love so deeply.

But why did it become like that later?

After I gradually understood some truths, I realized my father's helplessness. There are no such words as simplicity and ease in the world of the wealthy.

When I took my mother downstairs, there was some commotion on the first floor, and the police officer Lao Li begged bitterly: "Uncle is going to be on duty, return the clothes to me."

Colleagues around laughed: "Old Li has never raised a child, and he can't even coax a child."

"This matter can't be forced, it can only be done like Brother Xiang."

"Speaking ill of me?"

"Prime Minister Cao hurry up and save Lao Li!"

When I saw it, I was at a loss for words. Ling Yunmu was holding on to Lao Li's police uniform, and he didn't feel uncomfortable being surrounded by a group of people.

"Mumu, the police uncle is going to be on duty, return the clothes to him." I stretched out my hand to grab the clothes in his arms, and he turned his face away to ignore me, and hugged me even harder.

This guy is still mad at me!

My colleagues started laughing at me for not being able to speak well today.Indeed, relatively speaking, Ling Yunmu in this state rarely confronts me, today is the first time - just because I don't eat his fingers in the car...

But when I saw him hugging the police uniform tightly, I felt an inexplicable anger in my heart, and the strength in my hands increased, almost pulling him over completely. He sprained his ankle but still held onto it. He didn't let go, and looked up at me angrily.

The angry look seems to have a big hatred with me, it seems that he is really angry.

Someone hurriedly dissuaded him: "Okay, okay, Lao Li, go and buy some ice cream, won't he obediently give it to you?"

Lao Li rushed to buy an ice cream, but he still couldn't get his police uniform back.

Everyone thinks it must be too little, I am helpless, blame me for spoiling him, why give him Haagen-Dazs?

"Mumu, my police uncle earns less, so I can't buy you Haagen-Dazs. If you don't return it, I will ignore you." After all, when he finally added three ice creams, he let go The cloudy face immediately turned sunny.

I watched him eat with relish, and I felt a special feeling in my heart.

The deity Ling Yunmu clearly knew what he was doing, but he couldn't restrain this low-intelligence behavior, nor could he resist the temptation of ice cream. When he woke up, he would inevitably laugh at himself again.

But why do I feel that such a Lingyun wood is pretty good with expressions of joy and anger?

The real Lingyunmu is gloomy and cold, with things hidden in his heart, and his words are not pleasant. Could it be... I can't accept the real him?

Could it be that he wasn't satisfied with himself, that's why he split himself into countless pieces?

Mother has been watching from the side, showing a rare smile.

"Yuan'er, you really look more and more like your father."

I held Ling Yunmu's hand to prevent him from running around, "Mom, is my dad as handsome as me?"

"Your father is not as tough as you. He is actually quite a gentle person." Her eyes rested on our intersecting hands, "At the beginning, he also held my hand like this..."