ex boyfriend is a mermaid

Steam was rising from the grilled fish plate, and bursts of scent penetrated into his nostrils. Zhou Luo stared at the steaming grilled fish of "Zizi" and then at his father. Following Zhou Luo's line of sight, he finally fixed on that On the woman walking slowly towards them.

Zhou Yao's expression changed, and he looked at the other party vigilantly.

Zhong Yue walked up to Zhou Luo, she came out just to have a casual meal, she didn't step on Hentiangao, she was dressed casually and without makeup, her aura was not so strong compared to when Zhou Luo saw her before.

"I didn't expect such a coincidence to meet you here."

Zhong Yue looked at Zhou Luo, Zhou Luo smiled at her, and he signaled to Zhou Yao, "Yao, this is Aunt Zhong."

Zhou Yao obediently called "Auntie", Zhong Yue had been married for several years, and she had no children yet, so she liked cute and sensible children very much, she couldn't help but pat Zhou Yao's head, "Is this your son? "

Although Zhou Luo and Zhou Luo look very similar, it's not surprising that Zhong Yue is puzzled. This child looks like five or six years old, but Gu Miao left three years ago, and Zhou Luo and Gu Miao had a good relationship back then. If it is said that Zhou Luo got married and had a child after Gu Miao left, then Zhou Luo can only be regarded as fickle, but if the child really belongs to Zhou Luo, then wouldn't he be cheating?

Zhong Yue could think of it, and of course Zhou Luo guessed it too. He held Zhou Yao's hand, his expression unchanged, "Well, this is my son Zhou Yao."

Zhong Yue's expression became a little strange after hearing this.

She was a little annoyed, and seeing Zhou Luo's nonchalant expression, she thought of Gu Miao. Gu Miao was an artist she had brought. She had worked with Gu Miao for so many years, and she had developed feelings for him. She regarded Gu Miao as her younger brother. look at.

And three years ago, Gu Miao suddenly wanted to terminate the contract with the company, and even the liquidated damages were prepared. No matter what she said, Gu Miao just refused to listen. Zhong Yue only learned from Gu Miao that he was going abroad to work as a clock Yue asked Gu Miao if Zhou Luo would go?

However, Gu Miao just smiled bleakly, he said, Zhou Luo doesn't want him anymore.

Zhong Yue can still recall Gu Miao's expression at that time, hopeless and lifeless, as if he could fall down with just a slight push.

"Actually, after Gu Miao left, I went to look for you, but the landlord said that you had moved out. Later, I went to look for you at the magazine where you worked, and your editor-in-chief said that you had resigned."

Zhong Yue lowered her voice, "Zhou Luo, what happened back then, why did you and Gu Miao separate, you clearly..."

Zhou Luo interrupted her, Zhou Luo was eating his small cake with concentration, Zhou Luo turned his face slightly, looked at Zhong Yue, and made a pause gesture, "I don't want to mention the previous things, some It's not appropriate to speak now."

Zhong Yue was taken aback for a moment, she glanced at Zhou Yao, and then smiled, "Yeah, you even have a son, what can I say? Your son is very cute, and I have an appointment today, so I won't said."

Zhou Luo nodded. He pursed his dry lips. Seeing that Zhong Yue was about to leave, he hesitated, but in the end he didn't say anything. Instead, he waved to Zhong Yue, and Zhou Luo who was beside him also waved with his father. , The father and son moved in exactly the same way, which made Zhong Yue startled.

After Zhong Yue left, Zhou Yao put down the fork, "Dad, I'm full."

Zhou Luo was still in a daze at first, but when Zhou Yao called him, he came back to his senses and looked down, Zhou Yao ate up all the cream on the cake, but the bottom layer was still left, "I don't like it this?"

Zhou Luo nodded, "It's not as good as butter." The circle around his mouth was white, and Zhou Luo took a tissue to wipe it off for him.

Zhou Luo ate all the rest of the cake, and the father and son finished their dinner, and it was still early, so they planned to go to the movies.

Zhou Luo is usually busy with work, so he has no time to go out to play with Zhou Luo at all, and he doesn't know what kind of movies children like to watch nowadays, but fortunately, his family is not an ordinary child.

When Zhou Luo led Zhou Yao to the movie city, Zhou Luo looked at the movie posters pasted in the theater, and took another brochure, "Well... this one says the most recent movies, which one do you like to watch? ?”

Zhou Yan leaned his head over, it's summer vacation, the children are on vacation, most of the new movies released recently are catering to children, the main feature is a warm comedy, and one is animation, Zhou Yan thought that I should choose this Looking inside, unexpectedly, the little guy glanced at it and clicked on a movie at the bottom.

"Dad, I want to see this."

"This? Are you sure?" Zhou Luo couldn't help being surprised when he watched the movie he chose.

Little friend Zhou Yao nodded firmly, "This one looks good, but the others are too childish and boring."

"Hehehehehe..." Zhou Luo rubbed his nose, feeling ashamed in his heart, just now he thought that "Madagascar" was quite interesting!

Zhou Yao chose a discipline film about the ocean, and the set would last two hours. When the film was about to start, Zhou Yao took Yao Yao to the toilet and walked into the theater. There were not many people, and it was quiet and cold. In the entire theater, there was probably only one child, Zhou Yao.

After Zhou Luo entered, it didn't take long before his eyes closed. The slightly magnetic voice of the narration was simply the best lullaby. Zhou Luo fell into a sleepy sleep for more than an hour. it's over.

He opened his eyes, and the mother next to him still had some thoughts, his little face was red, his eyes were shining, and he looked at Zhou Luo, "Dad, how are you, isn't it beautiful?"

Zhou Luo tilted his head, what should I say?

He paused, "Well... the dolphins inside are very cute."

Zhou Yao laughed "puchi" and tilted his head, "But, I clearly saw that you have been sleeping, Dad!"

Looking at his son's smiling face, Zhou Luo was a little embarrassed, he realized it belatedly, just now... it seemed that his baby boy was teasing him?

……

During the summer vacation, Zhou Yu couldn't attend to Zhou Yu because of his work, but fortunately Zhou Yao still had to go to painting classes and swimming lessons, usually he only needed to pick up and drop off, and the rest of the time Zhou Yu was in the studio and swimming pool.

On Saturday, Zhou's mother asked Zhou Luo to take the child home and have dinner together.

After Zhou Luo was busy with the things at hand, he went to the studio to pick him up. Zhou Luo came late, and all the children in the painting class were picked up by their parents, leaving only Zhou Yao. The teacher of the painting class was worried about Zhou Yao When he was alone, he packed up his things and stayed with him in the studio.

The one who taught these children to draw was a young female teacher with a soft appearance and waist-length hair. She sat next to Zhou Yu and saw the characters drawn on Zhou Yu's drawing board. "This is your father?"

Zhou Yao nodded, the teacher Zhen Rou stood up suddenly, walked to the window, pointed at the man who was walking from a distance, "Mom, see if your father is here to pick you up?"

Zhou Yao stood up abruptly, he glanced out the window, "It's my father!" Then he quickly arranged the painting tools, and when Zhou Luo came over, Zhou Yao had already taken the things and stood at the door.

"Ah... I'm sorry, Dad is late."

As soon as Zhou Yao saw his father, he threw himself into Zhou Luo's arms, "It's okay, Dad, I forgive you!"

Zhou Luo hugged Yao Yao in his arms and turned upside down, and put him down as Yao Yao struggled with a blushing face.

"Dad, my teacher is still watching, let me down, I'm so ashamed!" Zhou Yao blushed, pointing at Zhen Rou, "Dad, this is Teacher Zhen, she told us to draw."

Zhou Luo nodded to Zhenrou, exchanging pleasantries.

Seeing that Zhou Luo's parents had finally arrived and were about to leave, Zhen Rou walked out with Zhou Luo, and Zhou Luo's car was parked outside, so she asked Zhen Rou, "Mr. Zhen, where do you live? I'll take you there."

Zhen Rou quickly waved her hand, "Don't bother you, my house is not far from here, just a few steps away."

"It's okay, just tell me, it's more convenient for me to drive, I saw you today, and I just happened to take you there."

While Zhou Luo was talking, Zhou Yao's little head poked out from the side window, "Teacher, please agree, otherwise my dad will keep talking."

Zhen Rou glanced at Zhou Yan, "Yao?" He looked at Zhou Yan again, the father and son were exhaling from the same nostrils, and they spoke in exactly the same manner, so she had no choice but to give the name of the place, "Just put me there."

Zhou Luo nodded, "No problem!"

He drove and sent Zhen Rou to a community. After getting off the car, Zhen Rou said goodbye to him with a smile.

Zhou Luo's face was full of smiles, Zhou Luo looked at his father again and again, Zhou Luo turned his face and asked him: "What's the matter? Is there something on your father's handsome face?"

Zhou Yao pursed his lips and frowned, "Don't be so stinky!" He hummed, thought for a while, but couldn't hold back, "Father, you don't want to find a stepmother for me, do you?"

Zhou Luo was driving a car. At the first glance, he almost rear-ended the car in front. "What's on your mind?"

Zhou Yao remained silent, he looked out the window with a calmer expression than usual.

Afterwards, I went to my grandma's house for dinner, and Zhou Yao's children also seemed to be unhappy. Zhou's mother was puzzled, and poked Zhou Yan, "What's the matter, why are you unhappy!"

Zhou Luo shook his head, "Who knows? Maybe it's puberty?"

Father Zhou tapped the back of Zhou Luo's hand with chopsticks, "How did you talk? Your son is only six years old."

Zhou Yao rubbed the back of his hand. At this time, the kid Zhou Yao had finished his meal quickly. He was sitting on the sofa and playing games with his iPad. Seeing his father's red hands, he put down the iPad, walked over silently, and held his hand, "Grandpa, don't hit Dad!"

Zhou Yan laughed immediately, hugged Zhou Yao, let him sit on his lap, and kissed him on the face, "I knew it was my son who loved me the most."

Zhou Yao turned his face away, "Hmph, what's the use of hurting you, you still have to find me a stepmother."

Hearing the sensitive words, Zhou's mother looked at Zhou Luo, "You have a girlfriend, and you want to find a stepmother for you?"

Zhou Luo couldn't explain clearly, he hugged Yaoyao tightly in his arms, blocking the eyes of the two great gods, wanting to cry, "I was wronged!"

"It's the art teacher of their painting class. Didn't I drive, and I sent her for a while. The process was open and aboveboard, and there was no ambiguity. Don't listen to my mother's nonsense."

Zhou Luo explained to his parents that Zhou Yao drank a glass of fruit juice and cleared his throat, "But I saw you smiling very happily, Dad."

"I usually smile like this too." Zhou Luo grinned, revealing eight teeth.

Zhou Yao pouted, he looked at his feet, shook his head, looked up at his father, "Dad, I want my own mother, not a stepmother."

Zhou Yao paused, this was the first time Zhou Yao asked himself about his own mother.

In the past, Zhou Yu didn't mention it, and Zhou Luo kept avoiding it. He thought that Zhou Yao was just a child, but he didn't expect that now he said that he wanted his biological mother.

Zhou Yan looked into Yao Yao's clear eyes, and his heart tensed up. He couldn't lie in front of Zhou Yao, but how should he tell Zhou Yao?

In the end, it was Zhou's mother who came to make a rescue, and Zhou Yao seemed to have been fooled, so he stopped asking this question.

"After all, he is only a six-year-old child. You go back and coax him, tell him a story, and he will divert his attention." Before leaving, Zhou's mother told Zhou Luo, Zhou Luo nodded absent-mindedly, and she took a picture. Patting Zhou Luo on the back, "Be careful when driving back. The road here is under repair. It's hard to see when it's dark. Be careful yourself."

The author has something to say:

This chapter is for tomorrow, because I have to go out to play tomorrow, so I may not have time, so I will post it first...

When I write about eating grilled fish, I want to eat it... The tragic author has already gained five catties at the beginning of the winter vacation QAQ...

Begging for flowers, begging for flowers, okay...