MTL - My Cold Gentle Husband-Chapter 1005 As long as you are happy

Dongfang Station stood up and said: "Xiao Xiao, I will send you back to the room. I need to go to the study room to handle a little business. I will accompany you after half an hour, huh?"

"Yeah." Mizi nodded.

Dongfang gave her back to the room. He immediately left the bedroom and went to the study room. He closed the door and walked to the floor-to-ceiling window. He looked at the green grass lit by the lights in the courtyard, looked back, touched the phone, and gave Cheng Zi a fight.

The phone was picked up very quickly.

"Auntie."

The oriental 珏 looks cold, with one hand in his pocket, and the light is deep: "Zi Ming, help me about Dr. Andrew."

"So fast and decided? Is it decided to kill the priest this time?" Cheng Ziming asked.

"No, killing Xiaoyan."

"Hey, you made up your mind so quickly, what was the stimulus? What did Mizhao do for her?" Cheng Ziqing asked curiously.

"She hurts Moh." The voice of the East is cold.

No matter what it is, this is the second time.

Xiao Yan touched his bottom line.

"Rely! What did the dead woman do? What happened to my family? What happened? I will come over immediately!" Cheng Ziming jumped on the phone.

"No, Zi Ming, Mo Er is a slap in the face, no big problem, don't come over, help me make an appointment, I will bring a small donkey tomorrow morning." Dongfang said.

"A slap? Auntie, you said it is easy. Moh is still a four-year-old child. His mother actually slapped him a slap. The important thing is not pain, it will cause him a psychological shadow." It is.

He really wants to catch the rice and beat him.

"Ink is divided into small pipa and small pipa."

"Rely!" Cheng Zijing quieted for a few seconds, and he was pleasantly surprised. "My family's IQ is really high. No wonder I often want to steal him home."

"You can't think about it. I want the children to go back and get Yuan Huanchen to come back and have one. It doesn't matter if they give birth to ten."

"I can't find it." Cheng Ziming's voice broke for a long time before he muttered.

"Zi Ming, there is no high and low in love, Yuan Huanchen is proud, you are also embarrassed, for several years, if you always refuse to bow, you may not really have a future."

Although Cheng Ziming seems to be happy on the surface, he doesn't care much, he speaks very well, but he has a high heart. As a good brother, Dongfang knows.

"I don't want to find, very tired." Cheng Ziming said again.

The East 珏 silence for a few seconds, no longer carry on this topic, said: "You don't come over, help me make a doctor appointment, I will come with a small scorpion tomorrow."

"Good. Auntie, as long as you are happy, I will be satisfied." Cheng Ziming suddenly said.

Dongfang 珏 instantly felt that his heart was blocking the cotton, and he was flustered.

If it is not a small sister, how can Yuan Huanchen throw away the child?

"Okay, I hang up."

Said, Cheng Ziming hung up the phone.

The oriental dragon stood quietly in front of the floor-to-ceiling windows and looked at the scenery outside the window.

For a long time, he turned and went straight to the children's room in Oriental ink.

Jiang Guiru was lying on the children's bed with oriental ink. It looked a little narrow. Jiang Guiru was talking to the little guy and they giggled.

It’s true that every generation is pro.

The Eastern Dragonfly came in and neither of them found it.

"Mother." Dongfang stood in front of the bed.

"After comforting the rice, I finally know to see your mother and son?" Jiang Guiru is sour and sour.

Since the appearance of Mi Zizhen, she felt that she had raised a son in white.

auzw.com "Daddy." Oriental ink climbed up from Jiang Guiru's arms and sat cross-legged on the bed. The cartoon pajamas on his body were very cute.

Jiang Guiru also sat up with his body, but he was glaring at the East.

"Ink," the Oriental 珏 stretched his hand and touched his small head melon, squinting at his cheeks that had already swollen. "Is it still hurt?"

Oriental ink shook his head and suddenly stood up and hugged the neck of the oriental dragonfly, and he bit his ear.

"Oh, I am sorry, I deliberately made her unhappy, I just want Mommy to come back."

Oriental 珏 patted his little body and whispered: "I know you, I promise you, Mommy will come back soon, don't know why you should do such a dangerous thing in the future?"

Xiao Yan’s eyes only have oneself, and Dong Fang knows this.

In case she really hurts Moh, the consequences are unimaginable.

"Know it." Oriental ink points a little head and asks, "Mummy really comes back soon?"

"Yeah." Dongfang nodded.

"What are your father and son quietly talking about?" asked Jiang Gui, who was ignored, to eat.

Oriental ink got a positive reply, smiled and blinked, turned his head and put a small hand on Jiang Guiru: "Grandma, this is the secret between our men, women can't know."

Jiang Guiru was teased by him and hugged him: "A little kid, a man's secret, say, what are you talking about with your grandmother?"

"Oh, don't say it." Oriental ink's head shook like a rattle, and the smile was very infectious.

"Don't you say?" Jiang Guiru played with him, scratching his bed and rolling.

"Hehehe, don't say no,"

If the oriental lips are lifted, they will silently exit the room silently.

As soon as he pushed open the door of the master bedroom, he glanced at the glare of the rice.

"Auntie, you are back." Seeing him, Mi Zi's eyes immediately lit up.

The heart of Dongfang’s heart flashed a bit, and went to the bed to sit down. He took her ankle and stared at her gauze-filled feet and asked, “Is it still hurt?”

"No pain." Mizi shook his head.

She reached out and squeezed the shoulders of Dongfang: "Auntie, you are all hurt, don't work so hard, money can't be earned, we can spend enough."

In the past three years, she always liked to help him massage his shoulders.

At the beginning, she was very unfamiliar. She specialized in finding a teacher and her skills are getting better and better.

Just a few moments, the Oriental cockroaches felt that the exhaustion of the whole body had dissipated. He couldn't help but close his eyes and gave a comfortable sigh.

Yonago's lips are raised and his eyebrows are gentle.

When the East opened her eyes, she saw her.

He grabbed her arm and hugged it into his arms: "Little 玥"

"Auntie" Mi Ziyan reached out and hooked his neck, his face licking his neck.

The oriental cockroaches felt a shock, holding her hand more hard, and the other hand covered her head, turned her head and kissed her soft hair, he dropped his throat, and the bottom was full of pain.

No matter whether it is a small or a small donkey, there is no difference to him. They are one person.

Xiaoyan is a small cockroach who is sick.

She is just sick.

But he has to make a decision, even for the ink.

"Well, you go to wash." Mizi pushed him away.

"Yeah." Dong Bang took hold of her face and kissed her lips.

Yonago smirked and smiled in satisfaction.

He is her light, shining into her heart when she is most painful and desperate, otherwise she will go to extremes, she is not clear.