Chapter 457: Only love the South, don’t follow me, don’t worry about my mom.

Longting Bieyuan.
The outdoor sun is hot and the indoor atmosphere is hot and hot.
Xi Muyan patted the sweaty back of the man on his body and said impatiently, "Hurry to give me down, what is your special 150 pounds, you must crush me!"
Sweat along the man's deep side of the face all the way to the chin, and then drip on the woman's white neck, the man smiled, buried in her neck, the voice is slightly hoarse, "words, you are unloading Killing!"
Xi Muyan’s exquisite little face raised a slap in the face, sneer, and bluntly said,
Know that someone is willing to take it.

The man was speechless, rolled over and then slammed her up and walked toward the bathroom.
Twenty minutes later.
Xi Muyan dried her hair, took a big wave behind her, and looked up at it. "I am going to pick up the big baby, use your car first, and tomorrow you will send someone to my apartment to open it."
The south came to Mo, and held her slender waist. The chin groaned at her neck. "I will pick you up, rest, and have dinner with my son tonight, eh?"
"South Lin Mo, this sentence you better not let the big baby hear, I think you know better than me, how much he hates you now."
Just like the South Lin knows her, she is also very knowledgeable about the south, knowing how to poke his pain, how to pinch him painfully.
Sure enough, the South is not talking.
Pick up the watch from the bedside table and then go downstairs without a word.
Xi Mu said facelessly in the mirror, his cheeks were red, and the blush after the passion at the corner of his eyes had not subsided...
............
school entrance.
Xi Qianqian and a few boys walked out with their backs and shoulders, did not know what topic to talk about, and several children laughed and leaned forward.
In the south, Mo will crush the cigarette in his hand on the trash can and throw it away.
"璟谦!"
Xi Yuqian turned his head to this side. Nan Lin Mo clearly saw that the little face that was full of smiles changed after a moment of seeing him.
Like, he did not know him. He turned his head and continued to laugh with his friends.
South Lin Mo went forward, blocked in front of a few people, soft voice, called again, "Yu Qian."
A few children have seen the south of Mo, and they left after they said goodbye.
Yan Qian took a pocket with his hands and looked down at his toes. He asked, "How come you? My mommy, why not pick me up?"
South of Mo Qinyi looked at the boy who was eight years old and headed to his chest. He said faintly, "Your mommy has something to do, let me pick you up first."
He raised his head in a hurry, and the small mouth was tightly tied into a line.
Nan Lin Mo saw hostility in the eyes of an eight-year-old child. At the same time, this hostile glare was hot, and the heart was dull and blunt.
"No, my mommy won't pick me up, I can go back by myself." Yan Qian suddenly seemed to be a small hedgehog that was blown up, cold and cold.
After that, Yan Qian turned around.
South Lin Mo feels that he is really looking for abuse.
Ming knows that his son does not like him, but he also wants to find excitement.
In the south, Mo turned his head and glanced at the big Cherokee, who was not far away. He shook his head and smiled, catching up with the children in front.
"What do you want to eat tonight? I will do it for you."
"..."
"Going to the barbecue on weekends, together?"
"..."
"I recently imported a new game console, I will bring you to you tomorrow..."
Yan Qian coldened his face and interrupted him impatiently. "Are you finished? Don't follow me, or follow me!"
In the south, Mo lived in his thirties, and for the first time was a child who couldn’t speak.
He smiled helplessly, and the nephew took the pet and raised his hand to touch the small head of Qian Qian. "Kid, what?"
At the beginning of the humiliation, he glanced at him and continued to move forward.
Nan Lin Mo once again followed up and asked, "I hate me so much? When you were a child, you obviously liked me. Every time I meet, I have to hold it, but I still have to carry it. Do you want to back now?"
Yan Qian’s little mouth is tighter, and the small hand copied in his trouser pocket is also tight.
He looked at the road ahead and lowered his eyelashes. From the perspective of the south, he could just see his thick long eyelashes.
The long eyelashes like a flap are shaking and shaking, I don’t know what I am thinking.
There is some regret in the south.
Just two months ago, Qian Qian and his relationship were very harmonious. When they met, they screamed and screamed, and they usually went to live for a few days.
But from that time, when he was questioned by Mu Qiao, Qian Qian was there, witnessing the whole process and hearing all his answers.
From that day on, the child’s attitude towards him plummeted.
Don't talk to him actively speaking, even he asked him to answer, all the words add up to ten fingers can count.
One big one is so walking on the scorching road.
He Qiang touched his pockets all over again, and then slightly raised his brows.
There isn't even a dime in the body!
The sun was shining on the body, making him feel more uncomfortable, and his eyes slid to the corner of his eyes, glanced at the man with his head down.
Just in the south, Mo Si Xu was free. When I thought about things, I was stunned, and the corner of my eye flashed.
When he reacted, he looked up and saw that the kid had already smashed out five meters.
He wiped the sweat on his forehead, the tip of his tongue reached the back molar, and the corner of his lips slid a touch of curvature, and he hated and loved, "Good boy!"
Then, like a steamer on the oil cypress road, a man in a suit and a child wearing a school uniform with a red scarf ran wildly.
Yan Qian bit his teeth, trying to open him, but he was always chased by him.
Ten minutes later, Yan Qian took the lead and stopped, his hands on his knees, and his mouth sighed.
This kind of noon weather, let alone run, people are standing in the same place will sweat, the two people who rushed for ten minutes are like fishing out of the water.
Bean's sweat slid down the small face of his outline, hitting the oil cypress road.
The school uniform on his body was soaked. He glanced at the long, long legs of the man next to him. Then he glanced at his small legs and then clenched his teeth!
A minute later, Qian Qian straightened his body, his hair was sweated and smashed into a glimpse. The bangs in front of him were wiped aside by him. The gas was still not breathing, and the little moon was still violently undulating.
Suddenly, the ringtone of the phone broke the silence between the two.
South of Mo Mo out of the phone, watching the caller ID, Ying Ying lock up, did not immediately connect.
And Qian Qian took a look at the screen. When he saw the name displayed on the screen, the original expressionless face suddenly became sinister, like a very angry anger, the young lion who was on the verge of breaking out.
"You woman is looking for you, don't follow me, don't worry about my mom!"