Chapter 339

Wang Lan's voice is so loud that I'm afraid the man upstairs has already heard it.

Heart suffocating pain, he clenched his fingers, looking at his mother, word by word: "no matter what you say, I will not give up him, I like who, is my own business!"

"Yes, how are you!" Wang Lan didn't expect that her son was so determined. Tears welled up in her eyes. "You should talk to me like this. For the sake of that boy, don't you want your mother?"

Jin Xi pursed her lips and had a splitting headache.

How to say, the person in front of him is also the mother who gave birth to him and raised him.

What she said just now really hurt her heart.

However, if he is soft at this time, he may lose one yuan.

I'm afraid the onlookers can't help the mother and son in this way.

Mo West dye hesitates, but still stand up to Wang Lan.

"Auntie, please calm down."

"You don't have to talk!" Wang Lan turns to fire at Mo Xi ran, "it turns out that you are still involved with others, how can you still have the face to live here! This is my son's house, you go out at once

Wang Lan restrained and didn't ask her to go away.

In her eyes, moxiran has no value.

Mo West dye Zheng ran, can't believe Wang Lan will say such words.

Even if she had not been so warm to herself before, she respected her and loved Meng baozi.

Now, it's easy to drive her away and let her know that she has always been just a chess piece.

"Come with me." Zheng Leng, the wrist was tightly held.

Mo West dye confused turned his head, on the last Zhou Yanchen hawk sharp eyes.

He seems to be holding on to something.

What is it?

Zhou Yanchen really tried his best to let himself just take her and her son away so quietly.

He wanted to hold the baby in the palm of his hand. He was so humiliated that he could not bear to say a word.

No matter who the other party is, he will not allow it.

It's just that Jin Xi has taken care of her for many years. The other party is Jin Xi's mother. He knows that his troubles will only make her sad.

He holds Meng baozi in one hand and her wrist in the other.

She saw Meng baozi around his neck, very clever.

Meng baozi is a sensitive child. He must also feel the unusual atmosphere.

He subconsciously relied on Zhou Yanchen.

It's his father.

Mo Xi ran knows that he can't make trouble at this time. He has to worry about cute buns.

And Zhou Yanchen exchanged a look, she obediently step up, follow Zhou Yanchen's steps.

Zhou Yanchen quietly breathed a sigh of relief, and Jin Xi looked at each other, with Mo Xi ran and Meng baozi left.

Jin Xi sneered and sat on the sofa, holding his forehead.

"Mom, are you satisfied now?"

Wang Lan wiped her tears and raised her hand.

"Jin Xi, mother is all for you."

"Mom, if you really do it for my good, don't do it! Mo Xi Ran has nothing to do with this matter. I'm the one who implicates others. You shouldn't be angry with her! "

"I..." Wang Lan opened his mouth and couldn't explain.

She really went too far just now.

"I'm tired, Ma. You go first."

With that, Jin Xi stood up and went upstairs.

Wang Lan looked at her son's cold back, gritted her teeth, and finally turned to leave.

Standing in front of the door, Jin Xi raised his hand and held the handle.

Suddenly, there was no courage to push the door open.

The man inside must be very sad now.

It's all because of him.

Releasing the door handle, he raked his hair and stepped back.

Just then the door of the room opened.

Four eyes opposite, Jin Xi eye color a thorn.

Yuan Yi red eyes, staring at himself.

"Yuan Xiaoyi..." He called to him in silence, "you..."

Yuan bit his lip and turned to walk into the room.

Jin Xi sighed and followed up.

……

Mo Xi ran was still wearing slippers and was taken to his villa by Zhou Yanchen.

When he opened the door, Zhou Yanchen held her wrist again and brought her in.

The pattern here is similar to that of Jin Xi, but the space is smaller.

However, if Zhou Yanchen lives alone, it's still too big and the space is open.

Pull Mo Xi dye, press her to sit on the sofa, Meng baozi a little sleepy.

Zhou Yanchen said in a low voice, "I'll go to sleep with my small bag."

Mo Xi ran didn't speak, so he went upstairs with Meng baozi in his arms.

Soon he came down.

Mo West dye or maintain the same as sitting on the sofa, do not know what to think.

He came and sat beside her.The breath of the people around him, Mo Xi ran quietly tightened his body.

She deliberately lowered her head and did not dare to see him.

Tonight, it's a shame.

She has forgotten that if it wasn't for my woman, she might not have been driven out by Wang Lan at all.

Zhou Yanchen is so congealing her, Phoenix Mou is deep.

He wanted to do a lot of things, such as holding her and kissing her.

Every time he saw her, he couldn't help thinking about these things.

For more than three years, for a man who is energetic and normal in all aspects, he has endured for a long time.

She didn't know how attractive she was to him, almost fatal.

"What do you think?"

He opened his mouth to break the silence, and his hand fell on her shoulder.

Mo West dye was frightened to the side to shrink, face don't know how, red.

This is too shy, let Mo Xi dye himself can't accept himself.

His little touch, will let her panic at a loss.

But she didn't want to give in so soon.

Zhou Yanchen looked down at his empty palm, a little stuffy and angry.

Thin lips pursed straight, he said in a deep voice: "go to sleep."

Mo Xi Ran is surprised and looks at him.

That frightened look is very lovely, Zhou Yanchen hook lips a smile, fingers flicked her forehead, "small bag in the second floor master bedroom, you can go to sleep with him."

He let Meng baozi sleep in the master bedroom with him?

What about himself?

Thinking like this, Zhou Yanchen seemed to see through her mind and said: "otherwise, we can sleep together."

"I'm going to bed!" Suddenly stand up, Mo West dye almost a stagger, quickly ran upstairs.

Zhou Yanchen turned to watch her figure disappear in the corner, laughing happily.

After sitting in the living room for an hour, he went upstairs.

Step in front of the master bedroom door, he naturally reached out and pushed the door open.

On the big bed, his two beloved babies sleep soundly.

The breath is even, shallow and long.

He walked over and stood by the bed, looking at them with low eyes.

Mo Xi ran was lying on his side with a short, thick arm of Meng baozi in one hand.

Meng baozi sleeps on all fours, his mouth is slightly open, and he snores lightly.

Zhou Yanchen stretched out his slender fingers and scraped the tip of Meng baozi's nose. He spoiled him.

Phoenix eyes to Mo West dye quiet and beautiful side face, lips light Yang.

There was still an empty seat behind her. Zhou Yanchen was kind enough to lie down and put his arm on moxiran's waist.

Mo Xi ran moved.

Zhou Yanchen held his breath.

She twisted and turned.

Misty eyes open a slit, fuzzy to see a beautiful silhouette.

"Ah Chen." Whispering, she rubbed forward and hid in his chest.