Chapter 432: A Family of Three (1/3)
She knows that he has always been too lazy to explain, let alone declare anything to the group of people outside, and tacitly admits that it is true in the eyes of others.
Probably it has been a long time since I saw her jealous look, the man felt happy, lifted her chin and covered her lips.
The woman was startled, and hurriedly put aside her face, "No... You keep a little back, you are still here."
"Well!"
He grasped her little hand and kissed it accurately. After a lingering touch, he let go of her, and said hoarsely: "Wait for two minutes, I will process the last file and take you back."
Qiao Yimo blushed and hurriedly stepped away from him.
Fortunately, he still remembers that he hasn't finished his work.
And Qiao Ranran was watching the scene just now, pouting his little mouth and yelling: "I want to kiss too."
Qiao Yimo, "..."
The woman's face turned red in an instant, she raised her eyes to meet the man's smiling eyes, and instantly kicked him angrily, cursing in a low voice: "You are not allowed to move your feet in front of her in the future."
Broken the children.
Fu Sinian sat on the office chair, hugged Qiao Ranran in his arms, looked at her, and said lightly: "Do you think she is as stupid as you? She can tell the difference."
Qiao Yimo rolled her eyes silently. If you can tell, why are you urging her to change her uncle to dad
She was sitting on the sofa not far away with a light face
Leaning on one end of the sofa, watching the man holding the child in his arms seriously approving the documents, his eyes gradually became warm, took out the phone, took a few silently, and then sent it to Mo Nan casually.
Hope to inspire her.
I don't know if Lu Ziyan went to her.
Qiao Ranran's little fingers pinched the button on the collar of his shirt to play with, her lips curled, curious and innocent looking at the beautiful face in front of him, her eyes rolled, and she suddenly climbed up against his chest. After crawling, he kissed his side of the cheek, and then asked milkily: "Dad, do you like me?"
"..."
The man obviously did not expect her "raid", his expression was obviously stagnant for a few seconds, and the lines on his face that had always been cold were also stiff. He put down the pen in his hand and raised his eyes to catch a glimpse of the woman who was smiling happily on the other side. After guessing something, his lips twitched slightly.
Turning his eyes to look at the white bun's face in his arms, those big twinkling eyes, pure like glass mirrors, can clearly see his own face.
Rubbing her forehead with his fingertips, his deep, hot eyes looked at Qiao Yimo, his thin lips curled up, and he smelled of petting, "I like it."
This is his own daughter, and he naturally likes it more than anyone else. Since he admits that he is in love with her, there is no way to conceal all these emotions.
Joe
Yimo was quickened by his heartbeat at the glance, and instantly couldn't laugh anymore. He shut his mouth decisively and avoided his gaze.
Two words came out of his thin lips, there was no ups and downs in peace, but she always had strange feelings.
His answer was really neat, she wanted to see a joke.
"Hey, then I like you too." The little girl smiled and curled her eyebrows, and her little face touched affectionately under his arms.
It feels good to have a father, and no one will make fun of her anymore.
…
The three of them left the company, and Fu Sinian drove the car back to the old house with the mother and son.
When Father Fu learned that she had also come back with him, his old face finally showed a long-lost smile.
His knot is finally over.
Sitting in the main room, Ning Meili looked at the amazing family of three from a distance, and the hatred in her heart was almost boiling.
After several years of tossing and going around, the woman unexpectedly returned. In the end, she didn't get anything, and even made her own daughter feel grudges against her.
They are all harmed.
"Grandpa." Fu Sinian took the woman in one hand and Qiao Ranran in the other, and walked into the room with a calm expression.
Qiao Yimo walked here for the first time in three years, looking at the still familiar surroundings, still feeling a little uncomfortable.
"Old Fu." He wanted to retract the hand held by him cramped, but the man held it tighter.
(End of this chapter)