Chapter 50:

Little prince, a little bit better.
Wei Zicheng, who was sitting on the sofa, was rubbing his hands in secret while waiting for BoSS to leave, and finally he could squeeze his long-loving Su Ying's handsome little face with baby fat.
Who knew that Jing Zhixuan's back to Su Mu had just disappeared, and before he could raise his hand, the little prince scurryed off the sofa.
Then, he got up and followed behind the little prince, and witnessed the little prince nibbled at BoSS, and BoSS urged a smile and gave a soft reply.
So, when Su Ying came back and sat in place, Wei Zicheng waited and thoughtfully poured a cup of hot tea for the little prince and put it on the coffee table in front of him. "
Su Ying raised her arms in front of her, looked up, and looked at the deer head wall clock on the TV indifferently: "No, thank you."
Wei Zicheng: "... 喳 ~" A polite young man who knows well, but he doesn't want to ignore me, Ｑ 阿 Ｑ ~
The living room atmosphere was embarrassed for a time.
The two people in the bedroom are already in full swing and cannot be separated.
This is certainly not the first time Su Mu and Jing Zhixuan kissed, but they couldn't stop the madness of the two hearts.
It seemed as if a century had passed, until Su Mu's chest air was exhausted, and a slight weeping sound was unbearable, and Jing Zhixuan let go of him reluctantly, watching the silver line reflect the light Flashing between their lips, connecting them intimately.
Let go and let go of it completely.
Jing Zhixuan's forehead is against the forehead of Su Mu, and he continues to entangle with Su Mu by breathing, feeling the warm, moist and soft breath like others.
Su Mu, who was slowly wandering back from the turmoil, became clear, and after realizing the positions of the two, her hypoxic face became crimson. He moved anxiously, but was held tighter by Jing Zhixuan.
"Mu Mu." Jing Zhixuan converged, looking at Su Mu's eyes as dark as a pond, and his voice was low: "Don't you really want to leave me, right?"
Su Mu subconsciously pursed her lips, but tasted the strong smell of tobacco left on her, and her eyes became more panic: "I ... I don't know ..."
"How do you ... don't you know?" Jing Zhixuan sighed. Despite his restraint, it was not difficult to hear a hint of danger, a little tension, and deep pain in the husky tone: "Mu Mu, when I heard that you were going to marry Lu Qiming, I felt that my heart would not beat, and I thought I would die next moment. "
Speaking, Jing Zhixuan took Su Mu's hand and placed it gently on his chest, letting him feel how often his heart beat for him.
"..." Jing Zhixuan had never talked to him for a while, and he came almost with his mouth open recently. He was very skilled. Su Mu trembled and retracted her hand, pursing her lips and explaining: "I ... I He didn't want to marry him, just, get a certificate. "
"I knew it!" Jing Zhixuan let out a sigh of relief, happily raised the person, and buried her face in Su Mu's shoulder: "I know, you don't really want to leave me, you don't really With others. "
Su Mu's expression suddenly twisted, and she said arduously, "Zixuan, you ... hurt me."
"!!!" Jing Zhixuan stepped back a little, then noticed that Su Mu's thin waist was almost strangled by herself, and was taken aback, and quickly retracted her legs and loosened her hands to sit on the bed.
Jing Zhixuan came short in front of him, knees high and low, and squatted in front of Su Mu with his right knee gently swept. He stretched out his hands and wrapped Su Mu tightly around his large palm, his voice flustered. "Mu Mu, are you okay?"
"..." Su Mu glanced down at Jing Zhixuan and shook her lips, "No, nothing."
"Well," Jing Zhixuan lowered her head and pecked Su Mu's back, "just now ... sorry."
In this way, Jing Zhixuan was held in the palm of his hand, making Su Mu as shy as a young girl who could not help but shy. He staggered the topic: "Are you ... want to talk to me about something?"
"I……"
"Woo!" As soon as Jing Zhixuan spoke, the knock on the door rang outside, followed by the sound of Su Yingzi's round voice: "Hey! It's ten minutes."
Jing Zhixuan and Su Mu glanced at each other, the latter's expression was slightly awkward, who could think that the kiss lasted nearly ten minutes.
"In fact, there is nothing very important." Jing Zhixuan said, standing up. "As long as you and your son are by my side, there is nothing more important than that."
Although there is no word of love, love, but for Su Mu, this is the most beautiful love story in the world he has ever heard.
"Okay." Jing Zhixuan bowed and kissed Su Mu's forehead: "You and your baby have a good rest. I'll sort out the Su Fang Group's information. I'll get it in a while and you can sign a letter."
At this time, Su Ying couldn't bear to push in the door and came in: "Don't you say it, aren't you allowed to kiss me!"
Jing Zhixuan straightened up, looked back at Su Ying and smiled, and licked his lips slightly, "Well, I see."
Su Yingyan stared at Jing Zhixuan, who was secretly believing at him, a little angry: "Hum!"
After humming, Su Ying trot ran into Su Mu's arms as he was about to get up, hugged Su Mu's neck with his feet, raised his head and sighed and sighed, "Puppy, puppet."
"..." In fact, the son of Gao Leng is no longer Gao Leng, and Su Mu can't adapt for a while, but he doesn't believe this is a fight between Su Ying and Jing Zhixuan. When he was kidnapped and frightened, he felt somewhat insecure.
"啾 ~" Su Mu naturally agreed to the child's request. He bowed his head gently and softly on Su Ying's soft lip, and then pecked again, "啾 ~"
"Well," Su Ying, who got the fragrant kiss, pursed her lips unhappyly: "It smells bad, it smells of smoke."
"Uh ..." Su Mu's original complexion was on the face and she felt two red glows. When he got up, he hugged Su Ying in front of him: "Sorry, the baby doesn't like it, just wash and rinse his face after a while , How about you and your baby? "
Su Ying glanced back at Jing Zhixuan: "Huh."
"Ahem," Jing Zhixuan, standing one meter behind Su Ying, coughed, "Mu Mu, I prepared fruit and snacks for you and Xiaoying. After you wash your face, come out and eat something."
"... Okay." Su Mu touched Su Ying's small head and responded in imagination.
After Jing Zhixuan went out, the bedroom suddenly quieted down, making Su Mu's heart suddenly a little sad.
He hesitated, looking at the door of the bathroom connected to the bedroom, or holding Su Ying out of the bedroom.
At this moment, it wasn't that he was arrogant. He used to come by himself. Now, following Jingzhixuan with his son unknown, is different.
He would just gossip on his own, but he didn't want his children to be the talk of others after dinner.
When Su Mu came out holding Su Ying, Wei Zicheng was gone. The TV in the living room was on, and the volume was low. Sanitary napkin ads were being played. Su Mu held Su Ying on the sofa and picked up the remote control. After a cartoon, added a voice, said to Su Ying, he got up and went to the porch to get a backpack.
Su Mu just put her backpack on the coffee table in front of Su Ying, and there was a durian flavor in the air.
He took a sweet sip of sweetness, if he hadn't seen Su Ying's nose slightly, he thought he had a problem with his sense of smell.
He looked around subconsciously for a week and did not see where the durian was, until Jing Zhixuan came out from the kitchen door parallel to the living room.
As soon as Jing Zhixuan came out, he saw Su Mu and Su Ying sitting on the sofa. The father and son were facing the big backpack brought by Su Mu.
The corner of his mouth rose instantly, holding fresh golden durian meat in his left hand, peeled very well, two pieces of plump durian-shaped durian meat in the shape of large dumplings facing each other, with a wooden spoon in the middle, and a few in his right hand. Seasonally sliced ​​fruits, striding towards them: "Mu Mu."
Gently shouted Su Mu's name, Jing Zhixuan walked to Su Mu and squatted at his feet, and presented the plate filled with durian to Su Mu like a treasure: "You taste it, I just opened it, Very fresh. "
"..." The expression on Su Mu's face froze: "You don't hate durian very much."
Jing Zhixuan is like Su Ying. When they were still young, Jing Zhixuan smelled the slightly frowning frown across the street, so he just felt that durian taste was just his illusion.
"Don't be busy, come, taste it first," Jing Zhixuan didn't answer, but put down the plate in his right hand, picked up a small spoon in the middle and dug a durian: "I just tasted it, the fragrance is soft," said Then, he handed the durian to Su Mu's mouth, and the man got closer, lowering his voice a bit evilly: "It tastes as sweet as you."
"But ..." Su Mu quickly concealed the starlight that appeared when she touched the durian with his eyes. He took the child's thermos cup and took it out of the backpack. He hid backwards, a little distress flashed on his face, and refused. "I've stopped eating this for a long time."
Jing Zhixuan's face was even more embarrassed. He shook his hand while holding the handle of the spoon, and his throat was dry: "Uh, is that you ... didn't you like it before?"
"People ..." Su Mu smiled slightly, moved subtly to Su Ying, opened her thermos cup with her fingers stiffly, and moved her hand to Su Ying's mouth, and said gently, "General It will change, won't it? "
Jing Zhixuan's heart seemed to be pierced by an ice awl, but how clever he was, waiting for the sourness to be squeezed, and seeing Su Ying staring at the durian's expression in his hand, he immediately understood seven or eight points.
Also understand how much, Su Mu has something to say.
"You taste it." Jing Zhixuan got up, and his slender figure reached a coffee table. The tall figure shrouded Su Mu and his father and son together under the shadow. With a seductive tone, he pushed the spoon toward him. Su Mu said, "After you taste it, Baozhun will like it again."
Su Mu still held the bottom of the thermos cup, and slightly tilted her head to see Jing Zhixuan said gently: "Thank you, let's go, don't you have any business to do, don't need to be with me and Xiaoying here, oh ..."
Su Mu did not expect that Jing Zhixuan would eat the durian by himself and then feed him tough from his mouth.
Su Ying, holding a thermos bottle to drink water, opened his mouth wide, rock sugar pear water running down the corner of his lips.
In just a few seconds, Su Mu's mouth was full of the sweet taste of durian.
Su Ying was here. Jing Zhixuan didn't dare to be too presumptuous. When Su Mu swallowed the durian, he took off his soft lips and left him.
Despite this, there was a red tide on Su Mu's face, and the eyes that were forced to tears were moist and moist. Even the curled eyelashes were stained with a few drops of water, and some sloppy lips were mixed with purity. A touch of charm is extremely seductive.
"All said, you will like it." Jing Zhixuan put down his spoon, held Su Mu's face, and wiped the stains on the corners of Su Mu's lips with his thumb and abdomen. His eyes and movements were extremely gentle. Looking at Su Ying, who hasn't slowed down, said, "Son, do you want to have a bite?"
"Don't!" Su Ying almost conditionedly backed away from the suspicion and abandoned: "It's bad!"
"Haha." Jing Zhixuan laughed. "It's not necessarily bad if it smells bad. On the contrary, durian is delicious. You Su Su liked it the most."
With that said, Jing Zhixuan put down the plate on the coffee table behind him, and smoked a piece of paper for Su Ying to wipe the sugar and pear water on his chin.
"Don't touch me!" Su Ying's thermos cup sank in the sink, and then he reacted, raising his hand to open Jing Zhixuan's hand: "You're so annoying!"
Jing Zhixuan smiled and let go of Su Ying, and saw the little guy put the water glass on the sofa, jumped off the sofa and poked Jing Zhixuan away with a finger again, standing in front of Su Mu to support him Leg: "Well, do you like to eat durian?"
"I ..." Su Mu looked up at Jing Zhixuan, raised Su Ying's small face, and smiled softly: "I used to like it before, but I don't like it now."
Country F, the country where the grandfather was treating, was a place full of durians. At that time, he was pregnant with Su Ying and was very greedy. He ate over twenty varieties of durians there.
Because of this, Xu Ying hated the taste especially when he was born. When he was confinement, the little guy cried when he smelled the smell, and then he broke up.
Maybe, Su Ying still followed Jing Zhixuan more, looks, personality, and preferences.
Su Ying heard Su Mu's words, and her small eyes rolled around: "I like it, I like it too."
Su Mu smiled, pinching Su Ying's small face and petting, "I said it. I didn't like it very much. You don't need to like it."
"Me too." Jing Zhixuan quickly dug a spoon of durian and fed it to Su Mu's lips, shameless confession: "From today, I like everything you like, and I hate what you hate."
Su Ying turned back and glared at Jing Zhixuan: "Huh, I said, I hate you the most!"
Jing Zhixuan's eyes quickly glanced through a bit of distress. When Su Mu started to speak, he fed durian into his mouth, and kissed Su Ying's forehead and said, "That's going to roll right away, eh ~"
"Hate, you aren't sloppy!" Su Ying wiped his forehead fiercely, and then turned around and hugged Su Mu's neck to slap Su Mu's lips: "Oh, I want ~"
Going to the porch, Jing Zhixuan turned back and looked at the picture of his son's overbearing kiss on Su Mu. At this moment, his heart was no longer jealous, but sweet.
After going downstairs, Jing Zhixuan had a short meeting and sat in the president's office to sort out the data of the Soviet company.
However, thinking of Su Mu and his son not far away, thinking of the beautiful picture he saw last, could not calm down.
Jing Zhixuan closed the Qlik software on the computer. Su Mu held Su Yingyan on the computer desktop, but the smiling face appeared in his sight. This was copied from Su Mu's mobile phone.
The photo was taken in early spring this year. Su Mu wore a black turtleneck sweater and a black woolen coat, while Su Ying wore a cool light coffee fleece sweater.
Su Mu sat on the big rock and hugged Su Ying. She smiled a little silly, holding Su Ying's belly in one hand and comparing her on Su Ying's head. Su Ying slightly smiled at the corner of her lips and smiled. child.
The photo doesn't show the exact location, but judging by the tall, somewhat messy withered yellow reeds in the background, it should not be an attraction.
At this time, Su Mu was still thin. Although Su Ying was not fat, but it was a small fat with double chins. Compared with a one-year-old photo, it was much better. Raised children.
Jing Zhixuan raised his finger and rubbed it on the computer screen, rubbing the corner of that smiling Su Mu's lips.
before.
Su Mu's figure is also excellent, but has rounded shoulders and a soft chin.
The hand painting is very well maintained, it can be said that the fingers do not touch the spring water, which is tenderer than most girls' hands. It is bright in the sun and can emit water in a moment.
A little sick of the princess, he never likes to wear heavy-colored clothes, his favorite light blue and warm yellow, and very picky brands, wearing only three high-end brands, the material is soft and delicate.
The most favorite fruit is durian. At one point, he even kissed him with his mouth full of durian. He was angry for three days and ignored him.
...
right now.
Su Mu's shoulders are obviously thin and they will sink when touched. She pinches her chin and bones under the thin flesh.
The hand is still long and beautiful, but it is a bit cold and hard to hold. It is no longer the smell of the rosette before, but a touch of milky.
The clothes in the closet, although he can't see the brand, but after wearing it for a few years, he can feel the material is not as soft as before. It should be very cheap, and it is probably because the child is afraid of dirt. The black and gray heavy color, a few light colors were worn when he saw him, not a blue one.
The favorite durian is not eaten, not because of him, but also because of him-Jing Zhixuan.
...
Although, at this moment, Jing Zhixuan will never crouch next to a motorcycle like that night, crying like a child, but his heart is still like that night, thinking of Su Mu for years Offended, it hurts as if scraped with a blunt knife.
Moreover, not only today, at the moment, these days, whenever he sees Su Mu and thinks of Su Mu, he unconsciously thinks of these kinds of things, just like self-redemption, and he always has to be uncomfortable for a while. Let yourself go.
Time sneaked away from the fingers quickly, and when Jing Zhixuan looked up again, it was almost twelve o'clock.
However, he has not yet made a contract for the Soviet side.
Jing Zhixuan knocked his fingers on the desktop anxiously, Huo stood up from his chair, walked quickly to the screen, and entered the living room.
In the living room, the father and son who were lazily cuddling on the sofa watching an animated movie watched him come in, their bodies stiffened at the same time.
Jing Zhixuan glanced at the empty plate on which the durian was placed on the table, raised the corners of his lips, smiled and walked over, holding Su Mu's side face and lowering his head to give him a kiss. When he kissed Su Ying, he saw the little boy disgusted and turned away Just kissed him at the top: "Mu Mu, let ’s go out for lunch at noon today. I asked Zhang to ask for a nanny. I can be sure this afternoon. When you do n’t want to go out to eat at night, let ’s eat at home. good or not?"
"Um." Su Mu answered slightly, then said, "Zixuan, I ... I can't make a phone call. Can you tell me Gao Tianyun's mobile phone number?"
"..." Jing Zhixuan lowered himself. "It's noon now, and the other person's temper is not so good. Why don't you fight well after lunch?"
Su Mu thought for a while, nodded, and saw Jing Zhixuan hold Su Ying and hold his hand, then said nothing more.
The place to eat is in a high-end restaurant not far from the company. Su Ying's appetite is not very good, Su Mu also eats little, Jing Zhixuan didn't force it, and he didn't stay too much after dinner, so he took people back early.
Su Ying developed the habit of having lunch breaks in the kindergarten. He stared at Jing Zhixuan in the living room for a while and yawned.
Jing Zhixuan, sitting on a sofa, took a look and let Su Mu take Su Ying into the bedroom to rest. Su Mu asked if there was a guest room. Seeing that Jing Zhixuan's face changed and quickly recovered, she hugged Su Mu, who was with the child, entered his master bedroom.
Su Mu fell asleep for about half an hour while holding Su Ying. Suddenly, the mattress behind her fell into a slump. Su Mu was startled. Her voice was hoarse because of her low pressure: "Zixuan?"
"Well," Jing Zhixuan didn't lie down completely. He held Su Mu's shoulder with his big hand, and the warm breath blew Su Mu's messy hair, burning the small skin on his face: "You haven't sleep?"
"I ..." Su Mu shuddered, and lowered her voice softly, "No sleepy."
"That ..." As soon as Jing Zhixuan spoke, he gently held Su Mu's front waist slowly and hardly: "Let's go out and talk."
There was a thundering drum in Su Mu's heart, and she wanted to refuse: "I ..."
However, Jing Zhixuan didn't wait for him to say anything, so he hugged people and walked towards the viewing bedroom.