Chapter 940

Looking at the younger generation, er Donghao murmured to himself, "I hope Xiaopeng will be better than me in the future."

What he created for his adopted son is childhood sweetheart. He let his adopted son pee and meet Muya. Even if there is a Zhong Yang, now the children are still young. Who knows what kind of situation they will have when they grow up? Maybe what Moya likes is Zhanpeng.

If we say that at the beginning of adopting Zhanpeng, we were trying to block Zhong Yang and prevent Muya from being happy.

Well, now Er Donghao treats Zhanpeng as a parent-child and no longer treats him as a chess piece. He sincerely hopes that Zhanpeng will be happy in the future.

However, just one Moya, in the future, there will still be people sad.

Er Donghao hopes that the sad person is not Zhan Peng.

Zhao wanting followed Er Donghao's direction and looked at the children in the distance.

Mu Zhang and other children are quite old and play together.

Muya and Zhong Yang are sitting under the tree, and a Zhanpeng is lying between them.

Zhong Yang and Zhan Peng are always distracted to take care of the small ones, while Muya writes and draws in front of the stone table.

Two equally handsome boys, from time to time, gathered together to look at Muya. Both of them looked at Muya with gentle expression and a little tenderness that didn't belong to their age.

"Well, did you do it on purpose?"

Zhao wanting drew closer to the chair and touched Er Donghao with his body.

Who was Gore's boss before?

Now Er Donghao, but not before that only know domineering behavior of the ER family master. Perhaps it is the precipitation of years, or the growth of age, his ruthlessness has been well hidden by him, will not easily reveal.

Especially in the Mu family, he is so gentle that Mu Chen is frightened. As long as he comes, Mu Chen immediately turns into brown sugar and sticks tightly to Zhang Xiao, for fear that Zhang Xiao will be cheated away by gentle Er Donghao.

Every time, Zhang Xiao couldn't laugh or cry.

"If you can't get Zhang Xiao yourself, you want to form a family with Zhang Xiao, so that you can see Zhang Xiao all your life, and you can walk around close, right?"

Er Donghao smiles and looks down at the little man in his arms. "My son is only one year old, and Muya is already eight years old. The difference is too big. Even if my son wants to, Zhang Xiao will not, and Moya will not like the love between brothers and sisters."

Zhao wanting hummed, "I'm talking about Zhanpeng. That boy is more and more handsome. In two years, he will be able to charm a truck of girls. Without Chung Yang, he would be a good match for Moya. I advise you to send Zhanpeng back to city B, away from Muya, and not harm the child's future. "

After my home Li Hao's words are not as good as his words

"It's not that it's better than nothing, but that Moya and Zhong Yang have a better relationship." Zhong Yang is only ten years old. He has become a pet of Muya. He knows that his wife will be a pet since childhood. Moya is also used to Zhong Yang at her side, and Zhanpeng comes many times. How can she compare with Zhong Yang? In terms of habit, she immediately points out the high and low points.

It's terrible to get used to being alone.

Zhao wanting dares to say that Zhong Yang is the only one who will get Muya in the future.

The gentle and polite little boy with a shy smile has superhuman calmness behind him. He is a powerful man, but he has not grown up yet.

"You have tasted the taste of love, why let me taste it again?" Zhao wanting said this with great care.

Er Donghao opened his mouth and wanted to say something.

Looking at his adopted son's handsome little face and deep gazing at Muya, he murmured: "maybe it's too late."

"Juvenile temperament, not tough enough, as long as the separation of more than ten years, everything will be light."

Er Donghao laughed and stabbed Zhao wanting: "as far as I know, you and qianya have been separated for many years. How can you not see light? She's been dead for 13 years, and you're still in love. "

All of a sudden, Zhao wanting did not speak.

He did not know whether he still loved qianya, or because of self blame, because of guilt?

Two infatuated species are in love, and Moya over there is still painting.

She painted the scenery in the courtyard, and she also drew the playing brothers in it.

Zhan Peng and Zhong Yang are watching her painting.

When others draw, they don't like to be watched by others for fear of affecting their inspiration, but Muya doesn't care.

She is not a professional painter, just because of her interest.

Zhang Xiao teaches students in accordance with her aptitude. Since her daughter loves painting, she also teaches with her heart. Zhang Xiao was originally a genius in design. Naturally, he was good at painting. With her teaching, Moya drew vividly at a young age.

It took half a day for Muya to draw the scenery in front of her and the innocent children.

"Moya." When Muya put down her pen, Zhan Peng asked with a smile, "can you draw a picture for me, just draw me."

Moya looked at him and said with a smile, "aren't you afraid I'll make you ugly?""As long as it's drawn by you, whether it's beautiful or ugly, I'll keep it. After taking it back, I'll have it framed and hung in my room." It was painted for him by his future wife, and he would cherish it.

Zhong Yang said faintly: "I can also draw. My painting is not worse than Muya. You can stand there and I will help you draw."

Zhanpeng glanced at him and said, "I'm talking to Moya. What do you want to say?"

"My mouth is on me. I can speak whenever I want."

While Zhong Yang was talking, he had already taken the paper and pen from Muya, and then sat down. He didn't need to stare at Zhan Peng. For those who wrote three or two strokes, he sketched out the outline of Zhanpeng.

Muya is also used to bickering when two little boys get together. She carefully looks at Zhong Yang's painting and says, "brother Yang is very good at painting. My interest in painting is nurtured by brother Yang."

It can be said that many of Moya's hobbies were influenced by Zhong Yang. The child, born in a scholarly family, is versatile and has a good command of everything.

Although Zhong Yang is only ten years old, he is proficient in all kinds of music, chess, calligraphy and painting.

Moya especially likes watching Zhong Yang play the piano.

Zhong Yang often plays the song "Phoenix asks for a mate", and Mu Ya is familiar with the lyrics.

Zhanpeng curled his mouth and feigned in his heart: is painting great?

He has no talent for painting. It's almost as good to draw a sun. Let him draw people. I'm sorry, I can't draw.

Looking at it, Zhanpeng had to marvel at Zhong Yang's power.

Under Zhong Yang's brush, he looks like a picture taken. Moreover, Zhong Yang painted his portrait very fast, which was many times faster than Muya's painting just now.

"Brother Xiaopeng, do you think brother Yang is like that?" Muya looked at Zhan Peng with a smile, "even your verve is so impressive. My mother said that the most important thing in drawing people is verve. If you can draw people's charm, you will be successful. "

Zhan Peng curled his mouth and said nothing.

This little rival is really excellent. He has a lot of pressure.

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