Chapter 162

Mian Mian's original mood is so dreary that she can't even speak

But after chatting with the children for a few words, I calmed down inexplicably.

I don't seem so angry

She didn't mean anything, but wanted to ask Zhan Muqian about Ruan Qingtong's attitude.

Thinking of this, she touched Chenchen's face with some fluke and asked patiently: "Chenchen, since you know you Now, my mother likes your father. Why don't you want him to be with your mother? "

Ruan Jingchen blinked, as if he didn't understand her.

Mianmian also has a headache. Isn't it too profound for a four-year-old?

She just wanted to quit, just listen to Chenchen's milk voice and milk breath: "elder sister, I didn't say that I don't want my father and aunt to be together..."

"Ah?" She was a little confused.

Why is the child saying something different?

Chen Chen stared at her and said: "I hope my aunt is happy. If I can marry my father, she will be very happy But he won't marry his aunt. He doesn't like my aunt. Now Godfather already has a little sister. "

Mian Mian looks at him, confused.

She did not know why Chen Chen spoke in such a determined tone.

But I know in my heart that such a small child must be the most authentic.

Although his words were immature, he came to the conclusion based on his long-term understanding of his close and favorite father.

Mianmian doesn't want to ask any more questions.

Always feel more in-depth, like taking Chenchen to test something.

……

The next day is Sunday.

Mian Mian stayed in her room for the whole afternoon.

Until it was confirmed that Zhan Muqian had gone out, she went downstairs to play with Chen Chen for a while.

Towards evening, she touched Chenchen's head and coaxed: "sister has something to go out, you are good, waiting for your father to come back to accompany you to eat, OK?"

Chen nodded her head cleverly, and she turned to go out.

Gong qiaolafeng's dark red super run has been waiting for her at the door for a long time.

Cotton car, will be draped in light colored denim jacket off, left aside.

Small seven sees her black skirt, super close fitting, low chest, back is actually hollow, sexy and explosive, it's just a style tailored for the nightclub queen.

Gong Qiao also swallowed her saliva. I haven't seen her wearing this for a long time: "sister Mian Are you going to have a rough night? "

Gong Xiaoqi also couldn't help laughing: "yes, I don't know you are a married young woman. I'm afraid you think you're going to have a good time in the bar tonight, and then drive seven men at night!"

“……” Jiang Mianmian turned his white eyes and said, "you look forward to it. How can you manage with me?"

Small seven embarrassed for a while, later realized that cotton seems to be in a low mood.

She and Gong Qiao were silent, and they all guessed that she had quarreled with the war chief again.

……

Mianmian didn't turn on the machine this night. He said he would play all night.

But seeing Gong Qiao and their struggles, she couldn't even raise her spirits.

Not only that, I didn't even have an interest in drinking, just a few drinks.

There are many people smoking in the box, and the air is getting dirty.

She got up and wanted to go out for a breath.

Out of the door must pass through the hall of noisy music, cotton wool slightly covered his ears, only felt deafening.

……

Not far from the round sofa, there are a few CHILDES who are not rich or expensive in appearance.

One of the men chuckled, "Jiaming, guess who I saw. Do you remember the girl pouring red wine on your head?"