MTL - Exclusive Property: Mr. Mu’s Favorite-Chapter 1323 Super Daddy (32)

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"Look at it, see what this is?"

"Mummy!"

"Dad put music to you, listen to it, come... let's put a piece of music..."

"Mummy -"

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In the back of the car, the driver's seat in the dark.

Even though I was so far away, I could still hear the cry of the faintly heard children in the car. In the quiet night, the child's sharp voice seemed to be particularly penetrating.

The street lamp shines through the window, and the thin fingers that are held on the steering wheel can clearly see that as the child's crying sounds, the fingers are clenching a little bit.

Because of excessive exertion, the blue veins on the back of the white hand have already protruded from the skin.

In front of the car.

Seeing the crying and fierce little guy, Xicheng is already a poor man, and finally he has to raise his hand to open the reading light.

"When you look at it, where is it bright?"

He turned the switch on and off, and the reading light flickered. The little guy blinked at the flashing light and stretched out his hand.

"I want to open it again? Come..."

Untied the little guy's baby seat belt, he carefully adjusted the little guy upright, and immediately pressed the tender little hand to press the switch.

Oh, the light is on!

Oh, the light is off!

"Ha..." repeated several times, the little guy finally laughed happily, "lights!"

Xicheng long sighed and let the little guy play for a while, watching him improve his mood, re-set him to the baby seat and fasten his seat belt.

"Sit down, Dad takes you home!"

Re-start the car and carefully merge into the driveway. He watched the little guy's movement while driving.

It was not too late, or it was crying tired. The little guy looked at the streetlights that flashed past the window at first, and then the eyes began to close.

When the car drove into the main road, he had fallen asleep on the back of the chair.

Parked the car on the side of the road, West City opened the seat belt, took off the blazer and gently covered the son.

The eyes inadvertently swept into the rearview mirror and saw that a blue car had already approached his car and was lowering the speed.

This road only leads to my old home. Is it a guest to my own home?

In the pocket, the phone vibrates, for fear of waking up the little guy. He is busy taking the phone out and glanced at the name of Xu Yang above. Xicheng raises his hand and hangs up the phone.

When I looked up at the rearview mirror, the car had turned around and gradually moved away.

Probably the wrong car!

Xicheng did not think much, restarted the car and drove the car back to the old house in Gujia.

Pulling the door open, he carefully untied the little guy's seat belt, helped him cover the woolen cap, and wrapped the suit and hugged the car.

Bai Hao had already seen his car, first helped him pull the door open, saw the little guy fall asleep, did not say anything, just put the West Side into the living room sideways.

On the sofa in the living room, Gu Wenhou sat down on his face.

When I saw the West City entering the door, I immediately got up and turned up and frowned.

"I will send the children upstairs first!"

Xicheng saw that he was going to lose his temper and whispered in a small step.

With a glance at him, Gu Wenhou’s gaze slipped naturally and fell on the little guy who was sleeping in his arms.

Wrapped in his coat, in his father's arms, it is extraordinarily small, the young man's small face that is not as big as an adult man, reflecting the dark suit and wool hat of Xicheng, just like a small porcelain doll. .

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