In this way, not knowing how long it lasted, his kiss was not so rude, but turned into delicate and gentle.

Bai Yao was twenty-four years old, a mature woman, and the only kiss she had with Ye Xiyang was at the engagement ceremony, but like a dragonfinch.Five years ago that night, she was so strong that she couldn’t remember anything afterwards.

At this moment, she was still a little annoyed that she was still immersed for a while, and she reached out and pushed away some, but the body of the man's great shore did not move.

He raised his head, opposite her eyes.

Nan Lichen's eyes narrowed slightly, the light was difficult, and the sexy thin lips were light: "You don't like to kiss me?"

The white language glared at him: "I don't like it."

“Who do you like to kiss you?“The man named Blue?”

His eyes are deep and deep, and if you look closely, you are in danger of being sucked in at any time.

She didn't know if he was stuck here for this kind of thing, and she subconsciously pushed him again: "This is my private matter, it has nothing to do with you."

Nan Lichen's eyes suddenly became cold and terrible: "White language, I remember telling you that your private life is not too messy."

Some things, she can not explain to him: "I want to pick up the shaman back, you give up!"

“Scully is asleep!”

Not knowing where the impulse came from, as if she were gambling, she said, "Then I will bring my son back."

“Do you want to get another man to be a dad?”His face was so dark and terrible.

Bai Yao did not know what was wrong with him today, she was also very angry, but still patiently said: "Nan Lichen, it is too late, can you please leave?"

“What if I don’t leave?”

"Then I'll call the police."

Her eyes were against him, and it seemed to be with a certain stubbornness.

He was also looking at her.

They are like a contest in the dark, and no one wants to give in to anyone.

It seemed like a century later, he had finally let her go.

White breathed a sigh of relief.

Nan Lichen turned to leave, but when she saw that she did not follow, he said, "Why, don't you go to see your son?"

Of course she wants to see her son!

She looked at his face full of calculations, and warned herself that even if he tried to force her to stay there tonight, she would be able to die.

If something happens to her, isn’t she at a loss?

She looked at him and walked into the elevator.

In the elevator, Nan Lichen’s narrow eyes noticed the distance between them, well, almost a meter.

You can see how strong this woman is on her.

But he did not know what was wrong, and he was worried at the thought that she might go with the man, or even go to his house to stay.

So he left the women and waited at her door.

I did not expect her to come back, although he was happy, but he was still angry that she was so close to other men.

Then something happened when he kissed her.

Although he felt a little abnormal himself, it felt good to kiss her, which was an unexpected harvest.

Get in the car, Baiyao sat in the back, he was driving in front, and for a while, people had a sense of error, as if the two of them did not know each other.

Into the drawing-room of the castle, the little man who was waiting for the hurry to fall asleep, but when he saw them coming back, he immediately got up and ran away.

“Mommy, you’re finally back, I miss you!”

White squatted down, constantly kissing the little guy, after all, it was a day apart, of course, she also missed him.

“What?Mommy, what are you wearing today, and you went on a date with Daddy?”

“Mommy is...”

Nan Lichen suddenly crouched down, with a sincere smile, and said, “Daddy and Mommy are going on a date tomorrow, are you going?”

When is she going to date him?

But the little guy got excited: "Wow, Daddy mommy is going on a date, great, but if I go, will it be your light bulb?" 」

White frowned, where did he know this?

Nan Lichen laughed in a good mood and gently rubbed his short hair: "Other people are light bulbs, but you are our son, son is not a light bulb."

“I can go on a date with you, right?”

“Of course!”

“Wow, where are you going tomorrow?”

Nan Lichen wanted to speak, and the white language frowned and fumed: "Sao, tomorrow we don't have time to go out, Uncle Lan Ming said to invite us to dinner, Mommy said a long time ago."

His eyes changed slightly, so the man was called Lan Ming before.

The little guy's sudden emotional agitated correction: "It's Lan Ming brother, not Uncle Lan Ming."

"Don't bother, he's older than Mommy's, and if you don't call him Uncle, call him Uncle."

“Hm!”

The little guy is also angry.

“I’m not going tomorrow.”

White Yao didn't know why he was particularly angry, "Well, if you don't go, I'll go myself."

“Mommy!”

The little boy shouted.

She took him in her arms and said, "Mr. Nan, thank you for taking care of the children, but now we'll go back first, bye."

“Mommy, it’s so late...”

How did Bai Yao not understand what he wanted to say, and said sternly: "Say it a few times, before we were the last time we lived here, we can't stop."

“But Mommy...”

“Go away!”

At the end of the day, Nan Lichen did not stop.

White thought it was good, at least not so much as she wasted her tongue.

On the way back, the little guy was always bored with her.She also understands that although she is impatient, but this kind of thing can not always be by him, after all, she and the South family is far apart, even if the South family accepts the child, it may not accept her, as long as she thinks of being separated from the child...

. .

She knew that although the child may not understand now, but believing slowly, he understood.

Waking up in the morning, the sun is surprisingly good, the sky is cloudless, and you can hear the crisp cry of the birds falling on the trees.

Bai Yin Yao washed well to go to breakfast, do not know what happened, woke up did not see Nan Lichen sent breakfast, she also some inexplicable loss.

Isn’t this big charlatan, saying he’s bound to keep his promise to prepare breakfast for his children every morning?

Well, in the end, it's not a word?

It didn’t matter to her, but she got up in the morning and moved her hand, but what about the little guy?

Indeed, men are the least reliable.

She came to the kitchen and began to fry the eggs, but she just heard the doorbell ringing.

Before Bai Yingyao moved, the little guy quickly ran out of the room: "It must be Daddy to bring me breakfast."

Looking at him with his short legs, a look of expectation, a smile was raised unconsciously on Baiyao's face.“It’s not my father’s, what about my father?”