MTL - The Warm Breeze is not as Warm as You-Chapter 905 You are my little love song (Qin Ge 181)

Chapter 905 You are my little love song (Qin Ge 181)

When I got home, when I just entered the door, I saw that the children of Coke were squatting. The stocks were on the carpet, and there were watercolor pens of various colors on hand. A piece of white paper in front of them was covered with various colors. In the pile of messy colors, I saw a black figure that looks like a person in the middle. I can only say that it looks like... After all, although the children of Coke have a good grade in kindergarten, the painting is really ugly. There is no such talent.

Every time she saw Lele's paintings, she was very upset. Before in the United States, every kindergarten had some small creative games. The teacher gave her the words of Lele with a smile and asked if she could give her a painting class. .

I thought about it when I read the song, but I really didn’t have time before.

She walked over and stared at Lele: "What are you painting? What is the darkness in the middle? Is it a human or a dog?"

Lele smiled and raised her face. She only saw the color of various watercolor pens on the chin and hands of Xiaotoutou. When it was estimated that she would bathe her, she would have to use force. Otherwise, these colors should be washed. It will take a long time to fall.

"Mummy, I am painting Dad." Lele pointed to the black group in the middle of the figure, who didn't know whether it was a man or a dog: "The teacher left us with the homework today, painting mom and dad and myself, mom. I know how to paint, it is a person, my hair is long, I am a villain, I have two little sister-in-laws, but Dad, I won’t paint, Mom, you bought me a daddy earlier, I saw my father. Yes, this is my father I imagined!"

Time to read songs: "..."

Lele put down the brush and rushed directly into her arms. The small hands had various colors. When I raised my little hand, I touched it on the face of the song, and then smiled and said: "Mummy, why is your eyes red? Yeah?"

When I was just driving back, I decided that I didn't cry, but I resisted all the emotions. My eyes kept looking at the road ahead, and drove seriously. It was estimated that it was too long to blink.

She smiled and raised her hand and rubbed her eyes. She sat directly on the carpet with Lele: "Nothing, just outside the wind is too big, being blown red, a little pain."

"Oh oh." Lele's face was filled with distressedness, holding the face of the song, and quickly raised her face and put it on her eyelids. "Le Le gave Mommy a kiss." Mommy’s eyes won’t hurt.”

Xiang Xiang saw that both of her mother and daughter were sticky there, laughing and going to the bathroom to get water: "Hurry and wash Lele's hand, the color will go to your face."

"Nothing, wash it later, I will accompany her to paint." When the song said, he held Lele in one hand, picked up the painting that he had just painted in Lele, and then looked at the dark things in the middle. I don't know what to say, it just feels... Lele's impression of Dad seems to be unclear whether it is a person or a toy or an animal.

I don't know if her father will know her existence one day. At present, it is estimated that he does not want to know and is not willing to have any contact with her.

At the very least, it is necessary to establish the normal point of the child's concept. If you talk nonsense at home, you can't say that my dad is a toy, or my dad is a black thing.

Then the songs picked up the nature that did not allow anyone to smear the image of Qin Siting many years ago, grabbed the watercolor pen on the ground, took another white paper next to it, and began to paint on the top.

Probably thanks to her habit of holding those comics when she was bored, so the level of painting is not good but at least it can be seen.

According to the original Qin Shiting, she painted a picture that looks quite like him. Well, the eyebrows should look better, the nose should be a little bit bigger, and the mouth should be slightly thinner than the one on the map... um... The hair is a little shorter, at least today, it’s much shorter than when it was a student. Um... the actual body proportion is more perfect than the one on the map...

After the painting, I read the song and stared at the picture for a long time, then put down the pen.

"Wow, this is oh yeah?" Lele looked at him with a look of surprise and actually painted a person, still a good-looking person: "Is this a father?"

No wonder the other children's father is a man, it turns out that her father is also a man, and still a personal!

"Yes." When he thought about it, he took the pen and wrote a line below - the father of Coke.

Although Lele is young, but these words can not be written, but recognized, will read, where he shook his head and read the sound, and then excitedly took the painting and went to find the camphor: "Sweet Grandma, My dad looks good!"

Shannon looked out of the bathroom and looked at it. Then she looked up silently and looked at the direction of the song. She just wanted to tease her how she actually painted the person, but when she saw it, she still sat. On the carpet, holding the watercolor pen just written, silently do not know what is thinking, but from the back can be seen a kind of awkward.

Shannon quickly patted Lele’s head and said, “Yes, it’s so beautiful. Lele’s father can be handsome. Oh, my mother can’t help you paint it. You should take it away, don’t get it in the bathroom, get wet. It’s gone."

"Well, how are you!" Lele's happy bounce was carefully folded and put into his cute little bag.

When I read the song, I wouldn’t think of it. After that, Lele would often take this picture. When I saw someone else, I would tell others that this is my father.

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Surabaya Villa.

The gray-white Porsche stopped in front of the villa, Qin Siting got out of the car, his eyes paused, and the tall weeds that had been long in the courtyard of the opposite villa were cleaned up, and a cleaning car was parked outside. Take those weeds out and throw them into the cleaning car.

He looked at the front yard of the refurbished villa. He looked at the dusty carved door and it had been blackened and cleaned. He only looked at his eyes and turned his face into his own door without looking back. Go in.

Just entering the door, the phone of the hospital came over and said that the girl who had just received it was not very good. After the dressing was done, she sat alone in the clinic and cried. Who could not persuade him, then asked her to let Dr. Qin come over to accompany him. She can't do it, she said, and asked if he would go to the hospital to see the girl.

There is no temperature in Qin Shiting's tone: "I don't go, tell her that there is no place in the hospital office to dress her tears. If she is not strong, no one can help her. I am accidentally passing by and seeing this help once. It is a make up for the injury." I am not interested in her, I don’t have any dependence on me."

"Ah?" Dr. Zhou did not understand there.

Qin Siting didn't have the patience to take care of these idle things. He hung up the phone directly and threw the phone to the side. As a result, he just had to go back to the room. He suddenly heard the phone and rang like a reminder.

Turning around and seeing, the caller shows Li Nanheng.

Really **** - it is fatal.

(End of this chapter)