"Mommy?" Mo Yichen, who lowers his head to play with the ball, suddenly raises his head and looks curiously at Mu Qingxuan. His eyes are mixed with doubt, surprise and desire.

Mu Qingxuan reaches for his tender and lovely face, but Mo Yichen shrinks back with resistance in his eyes.

"Daddy, is she really Mommy?"

as like as two peas, he modied and said, "sure, look, is she exactly the same as the mommy on the picture?"

Mo Yichen stares at Mu Qingxuan carefully for a long time, then nods heavily. He extends his short right arm, but he can't reach Mu Qingxuan.

Mo Yanrui glared at her and reminded her what she was still doing.

Because Mo Yichen just stepped back, Mu Qingxuan was worried that she would scare the child again.

But after Mo Yanrui gave her an unpleasant look, she understood what he meant and hugged her child excitedly. Her hands trembled slightly, and her tears fell from the corner of her eyes.

Her child did not die. The warm little body in her arms was like a small heater, which made her heart warm after five years of cooling. Her tears kept pouring out, but the corners of her mouth began to appear.

"Mommy, why didn't you see me before?" Mo Yichen spoke carefully.

Mu Qingxuan loosens his little body and wipes the tears on his face with his fingers.

"I..." She didn't know how to tell the child. Did she tell him that she didn't know about him all the time? The parents' lies will be exposed, and Mo Yanrui will not let them go.

"Your mom was on a business trip before. She didn't see you. Every time she came back, you fell asleep, so you didn't see her." Mo Yanrui opened his mouth to help her answer this question. She looked at him gratefully.

Mo Yichen bowed his head to think about it and believed it. But then he grabbed Mu Qingxuan's hand: "Mommy, next time you come back, I'll fall asleep again. You'll wake me up. I don't cry or have a bad temper."

As if he was afraid Mu Qingxuan would not believe it, he shook his head twice. This kind of look and action made Mu Qingxuan feel very sad.

"Mommy won't leave you anymore, no!" She once again put Xiaochen into her arms.

Mo Yanrui watched their interaction without saying a word. His eyes were complicated. When Mu Qingxuan said that he would never leave Xiaochen again, his back suddenly froze.

When Xiao Chen heard Mu Qingxuan say this, he opened his eyes wide and surprised. He poked his head out of her arms and asked, "really?"

"Of course." When Mu Qingxuan answered this, she was a little weak. She glanced at Mo Yanrui. She was only worried that Mo Yanrui would not give her such a chance.

Her eyes, let Mo Yanrui face instant tight, eyes also sharp a few minutes.

He had just believed this woman full of lies. Her guilty heart was revealed all at once. Mo Yanrui could not help but scold himself in his heart.

He coldly stretched out his hand and pulled Xiaochen back to his side, with a hard tone: "we went to school."

Mu Qingxuan opens her mouth, but doesn't say anything. She's very happy that he wants her to meet her children. Even if you want to talk to your child more, you don't dare to make him angry.

"No, I don't go to school!" Suddenly, Xiaochen excitedly pushes Mo Yanrui away and curls up on the sofa with a calm face.

"Xiaochen, why don't you want to go to school?" Mu Qingxuan came forward, stroked his cerebellar pouch and asked gently.

"If someone bullies you at school, I'll go to your teacher and talk about it." When Mo Yanrui thought of this possibility, he immediately fell into a rage.

"No one bullied me." Xiaochen immediately explained, "I just don't want to go to school."

"You're making trouble again, aren't you?" Mo Yanrui stares at Xiaochen and knows that this is not the first time for him.

Xiaochen grabs Mu Qingxuan's arm: "I don't go to school. I don't want to go home. Mommy is gone again." He said wrongly and raised his face with tears in his eyes.

"Silly boy, when you come back from school, Mommy is still at home."

Even if Mu Qingxuan said so, but the sensitive Xiaochen still didn't believe it: "other students' parents are together, but Mommy, you've never been with us. Are you really your daddy's wife?"

"Ah?" This question immediately embarrassed Mu Qingxuan. When she didn't know how to answer, Mo Yanrui came over, put his right hand around her neck, and accurately kissed her lip.

Mu Qingxuan stares at him in surprise, but doesn't push him away. Soon, he moved away his lips, put his hand around her shoulder, and said with a smile to Xiaochen, "your mom was busy before and has been out on business. She won't be able to do it in the future, will she?"

He looked at her as if he were waiting for her answer like Xiaochen.

Mu Qingxuan quickly nodded: "yes! No more

Xiaochen's doubts seem to be dispelled by their interaction, but he still says that he can't go to school. After they change many ways to ask and persuade, he tells the reason. The teacher asked them to make a pumpkin lantern with their parents, but he didn't do it well."Why didn't you tell Daddy before?" Mo Yanrui was surprised that this was not a difficult thing. However, on second thought, Xiaochen's recent bad mood, perhaps a very simple point will sting him, and parent-child activities are undoubtedly in this column.

"I want to make jack-o-lanterns with my parents." He said it in a waxy voice.

"OK, let's do the jack-o-lantern together. When will we hand in our homework?"

Mo Yanrui asked, Xiaochen's face wrinkled again: "today."

After listening to him, Mo Yanrui immediately called the kindergarten teacher. After hanging up the line, he came to appease Xiaochen and said, "the teacher said that it's OK to teach later. The weekend is the activity evaluation."

Xiaochen because of hearing this words, eyes instantly had a look: "that Daddy, let's do it as soon as possible."

Mo Yanrui immediately sent for pumpkin.

Because they had never done this kind of gadget before, Mo Yanrui checked the tutorial, and the three worked together to make a satisfactory one after destroying three pumpkins.

"I didn't expect that you didn't have much hands-on ability." Mo Yan make complaints about Mu Qing Xuan, "do not those who learn to dance, will fingers be flexible?"

"You..." Mu Qingxuan was also unwilling to admit defeat, "you are so powerful with a long knife that it's not flexible to cut a pumpkin."

Two people tease each other, glaring at each other, who did not want to let. All of a sudden, they seem to have forgotten the resentment and misunderstanding in the past six years. Mu Qingxuan is also less afraid of Mo Yanrui since she met him again.

"Daddy, Mommy, are you fighting?" Xiaochen's eyes flow between them and ask anxiously.

"Why? Daddy won't fight with your mommy. " Mo Yanrui worried about Xiaochen's unhappiness and immediately explained, "I'm just laughing at you. Mommy is too stupid."

Mu Qingxuan gives him a white eye.

Mu Qingxuan, who tells a story to Xiaochen, decides that Xiaochen is asleep before she quietly exits the children's room with a smile and goes back to the room to take a bath.

When she came out, she found Mo Yanrui sitting on her bed.

She stepped back two steps in fright: "Why are you here?"

He looked at her frightened expression, his face tensed instantly, and a sneer came from the corner of his mouth. He patted the position beside her and motioned her to come.

Mu Qingxuan takes a breath, suppresses the lingering fear and walks slowly.

As soon as I sat down, I heard his sarcasm.

"It's a waste of time for you not to be an actor. Your acting skills are really good. Even I think you are a kind and responsible mother." He reached for her jaw and his eyes narrowed slightly.

"I didn't play!" She argued solemnly for herself.

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