Chapter 51: a family of three

Chapter 51, a family of three
"Mummy, please let us live in our house!" The little guy asked for help.
"Ozawa, the family is too small to live."
"No! If you think that I am sleeping in the middle of you, I will sleep in my own cot tonight, and you will sleep in bed." The little guy thought he was very clever.
Gong Ye night kissed the little guy and praised, "The son's row is very reasonable."
Cheng Haoyue is going crazy, "No."
"Hey, let's go play with toys? Don't affect Mommy's cooking!"
"Good!" The man responded with a good heart.
In the kitchen, Cheng Haoyue's pretty face is still hot. In the afternoon, he thought that the palace nightmare didn't care about his son's thoughts. The withdrawal was eliminated. However, her heart was still a little relaxed, as long as the palace night cares about the son, let the son get the father's love in the future. She can actually endure this man.
In addition to not being able to touch her bottom line, she can let him and his son develop feelings, and even if the son already knows the existence of his father, she has no reason not to let them meet.
Cheng Haoyue opened a pack of noodles and soaked in the water. He planned to cook more for a while.
In the hall, Gong Yee first visited this small suite, and the decoration was relatively simple, but the woman put some effort into the decoration and added a warm atmosphere.
"Hey, this is my room." The little guy pushed open his room, a small children's bed next to the wall, next to a carpet, piled with his toys.
"Hey, do you want to see our photo album? I have a photo of my childhood!" The little guy suddenly wanted to know more about his growth.
Gong Ye night naturally wants to make up for some of the time he lacks. He nods and smiles low. "Think, show it to me."
"Yeah!" The little guy went to the room of Cheng Haoyue, opened the cabinet, and took a photo album from inside.
Gong Ye night took the photo album. The first page opened was a photo of her newborn son. She was wearing a sick suit, bowed her head, and stared softly at the little guy wrapped in white towel in her arms.
The heart of the palace night stunned, and through the chilly photos, his heart was warmed by the little son inside, and this woman, although some did not take care of it, the messy hair hangs down, However, her face is covered with a layer of white fluorescent light, beautiful and moving.
"This is when I was born, Mommy said, when she was born, I was very fortunate!" The little guy looked at Mommy, his eyes were wet and distressed.
The palace night 霄 turned the photo, all the photos after the son was born, there are him alone, with their mother and child, each photo, witnessed the woman's careful companionship, Cheng Yuze in the photo, each photo is wearing cute The chubby look, the innocent smile, can be seen being taken care of by this woman.
The heart of the palace nightmare could not help but soften down. After finishing this photo, Cheng Haoyue had a layer of understanding on the mother's identity. At least, she was a qualified and competent mother.
Closing the photo, Gong Ye night stretched out his hand and stroked the little guy's head. "You can rest assured that in the future, you will always be with you, and will never be separated from you."
"Yeah!" The little guy nodded and smiled at his neck.
The aroma of noodles came from the kitchen. Cheng Haoyue took a small bowl and two large bowls came out and divided into three noodles.
The little guy smelled the scent and rushed out first. Behind him, the palace night 霄 霄 霄 复杂 复杂 complex face followed, looking at the table at the table with chopsticks, a woman with a floral blue apron, she changed a loose long t-shirt A long hair loosely tied behind the head, under the light, exudes a virtuous atmosphere.
Cheng Haoyue first glanced at his son. With his eyes falling on the man who came over, he was too tall, so that his existence seemed to make the space a little more urgent.
"I have noodles." Cheng Haoyue greeted her. She untied the apron and sat down at the table, pushing the bowl with the most weight to his position.
Although the palace nightingale has not yet eaten, the aroma of the air is enough to make his appetite wide open. When he sat down, he saw that Cheng Haoyue was holding the little guy's bowl and was blowing him a face, very careful and considerate.
"Mummy, I have to blow myself, eat it too! You are also hungry." The little guy was so distressed that Mommy took the shackles.
Cheng Haoyue snorted, "Well, be careful to eat, don't burn your tongue."
"Yeah!" The little guy picked up the chopsticks and sent a group of noodles. He smacked the shackles and blew two sips and sent them to his mouth.
Gong Ye night smiled silently, and glanced at his son.
Cheng Haoyue also smiled, bending his lips, looking up, and the opposite man's eyes were on each other, the gentle smiles in each other's eyes were still there, and the man looked at her eyes, and the twilight seemed to be deep, and dangerous.
Cheng Haoyue was busy squatting and could not look straight.
But the face, but some disappointing red.
The man looked at her with a sigh of relief and laughed awkwardly.
Cheng Haoyue thought that this is her home, why should he be afraid of him? She couldn't help but look up and gave him a look at the warning.
But it makes the man smile more charming, this little woman is really interesting.
The little guy was screaming at his noodles, and he didn't even discover the subtle relationship of the Mummy.
Gong Yeyue also bowed his head to eat noodles. When Cheng Haoyue ate his first mouth, he sneaked his expression, fearing that he would be abandoned by the rich family. However, he did not dislike the color, but instead Take a sip, obviously, very appetizing for him.
Cheng Haoyue also starved to death, bowed his head to eat her, from time to time to check the speed of the little guy, quiet room, a family of three atmosphere.
After eating noodles, Cheng Haoyue packed up the tableware, and the time came unconsciously at half past eight. Cheng Haoyue wiped his hands out and saw the man sitting on the sofa and playing with his son.
The little guy looked up. "Mummy, I want to pile up a castle that looks as good as a sly."
Cheng Haoyue smiled and then said to him, "You go back to the room to pile up, I will talk to you."
The little guy saw that Mommy had to whisper again, and he slammed his brick bucket back into the room and closed the door.
Watching his son close the door, Cheng Haoyue put his hands in his waist and looked at the man's flickering eyes on the sofa. He was unpredictable and he was looking at her.
"Miyazaki night, you have eaten dinner, do you want to leave now? I don't want to chase you in front of my son." Cheng Haoyue started to catch people.
Gongmei’s sword and eyebrows were picked.
Who said that I am leaving? I live here tonight.

"There is no room for sleeping here."
"I don't want to give up sleeping in your room." The man said calmly.
Cheng Haoyue has to bite his teeth. "But I dislike it. I don't like men sleeping in my bed."
"It’s useless to dislike. Your bed is going to sleep tonight." The man has always been used to it, and he is not good at it.
Cheng Haoyue was pretty and blue, and it was not easy for her to catch him. She bit her lip. "Well, I will allow you to sleep for one night. After tomorrow, I will not come back to my house again."
She compromised, big deal, she slept on the sofa tonight.