Sleeping With The Wolf: The Dangerous President's Pampered Wife

Chapter 152

Cheng Yi'an wanted to take Xun Mochen to go fishing, of course Xun Mochen would not go, but Cheng Yi'an couldn't rely on Cheng Yi'an's face, so he went with him in the end.

The location is Zhanghe Dam.The Zhanghe Dam can also be regarded as a scenic spot in Lincheng.Most of the lotus flowers in the water have already bloomed and failed, leaving only green leaves.

There are many irises planted around the embankment, a large area with purple flowers blooming, like a dream.

Xun Mochen was wearing sunglasses, still looking handsome, with a touch of laziness and cool sunglasses, which made people's hearts flutter.

Cheng Yi'an buckled down the brim of his hat, holding the fishing rod with too much force.

After coming for a long time, a waxy voice came: "Mom, look at this green flower is so beautiful!"

Xun Mochen hooked his lips: This child's voice is really nice, wet/soft, with a milky voice, and green flower?Where are the green flowers here?Xun Mochen wanted to take a look at this lovely child, but he didn't turn his head.It's none of your business to hang up high, too lazy to move.

"Green flowers? What color are the leaves?"

Xun Mochen was shocked suddenly!

"Hmm... white?" the boy whispered, wrinkling his pink and chubby face, and his dark and bright eyes were full of uncertainty.

"Then what color is the dress mom is wearing?"

The little boy is so tangled!

"Black, black?" Oh my god, he can't say everything. It's good enough to be able to name the names of several colors. Can you expect him to distinguish clearly?

The mother patted the little boy's head: "Mom's clothes are white, those flowers are purple in color, and the leaves are green."

The mother squatted on the grass and hugged the little boy: "Those flowers are called irises, which represent the happiness of believers."

"What is a believer?"

"Well, just believe in something very, very much."

"How much do you believe?" the little boy asked.

"There is...so believe in running all the way back to our house from here."

"Wow!" The little boy looked surprised.Within the scope of his understanding, this is already a large degree of belief.

"Mom, I miss Dad."

As soon as the little boy's words came out, Xun Mochen, who had been listening intently and attentively in a statue state, shattered instantly.

"Then go find Dad."

"Where's Dad?"

"Here, look, that uncle fishing with sunglasses is Dad."

The little boy turned to look at her mother, very puzzled.

Xun Mochen felt that what the mother and son were talking about was himself, the feeling of being shot while lying down, and the feeling of being completely dizzy. He was extremely nervous: Could it be that he was hallucinating again?Cheng Yi'an next to him didn't respond either, it was really a hallucination.However, it is too real!For real, he didn't dare to turn his head to look!

"When you were at home, didn't you have your own small fishing rod? There was also a small bucket and small fish. Dad was also fishing, so you go and let dad how to fish." Su Qianmian encouraged her son.

On the little guy's thin body, there was a big, fluffy head, his plump face protruded and slumped, his big eyes fluttered, because he was too confused, and even a little inexplicably wronged, his eye sockets were a little moist.

"Afraid? Aren't you a man? Dad will look down on you."

The little guy's face was slumped, his eyes were red, his mouth was flattened, and he was about to cry.

He has never experienced such a thing!The fisherman is obviously not his father, he is a little afraid of that person!

Su Qianmian took out a biscuit and gave it to her son: "Here, don't be sad, you see that Dad didn't catch a single fish, how pitiful, go and help Dad."

Xun Mochen could only remain motionless, without even blinking his eyelids, waiting for the little boy not far away to approach.

"Forget it, mom will take you."

Xun Mochen felt his heart stopped beating, and the whole world fell silent, only the sound of approaching footsteps remained.

"It's just a few steps away, hurry up and go to find Dad."

The little guy looked at his mother who was smiling and encouraging, holding a biscuit in his hand, he hesitated for a long time before walking towards Xun Mochen.

He stood timidly beside Xun Mochen, wearing overalls, his waist was very fat, and he had a cuteness that belonged to a child.Such trousers are not bound at the waist, and are much more comfortable than ordinary trousers, which shows that the mother is very careful.

There is a head of Mickey Mouse on the big leather shoes, which is very cute.

The little boy looked at his mother again, and saw that his mother had completely abandoned him, and went to look at the flowers by himself. A certain kind of heart called a man should not be ashamed supported him, and finally opened his mouth with a trembling voice. Wow I cried.

Xun Mochen finally couldn't help turning his head, it was as difficult as fighting a fierce battle.

But when he saw the little boy beside him, and Su Qianmian who was seriously looking at the flowers not far away, his whole heart was agitated. The water, flowers, grass, trees, and sky quickly receded and spread out, restoring the gorgeous colors. The wind blows and the insects sing.

He was a little too excited to speak.

Cheng Yi'an touched him: "Boss, don't scare the children."

Xun Mochen hummed, and said to the little boy in an unsteady voice, "What do you want to do?"

Cheng Yi'an; "..."

Why does it sound like an interrogation of a prisoner?

"I, I want to go fishing." The little boy sniffled and said with red eyes.

Xun Mochen nodded, a tear fell on the back of his hand.

Fortunately, fortunately, there are glasses.

"What else do you want to do besides fishing?" Xun Mochen used interjections in order to appear amiable.

He remembered that the little guy just said that he missed his father, and he hoped so much in his heart that he could answer "I'm looking for my father"

Xun Mochen carefully looked at the boy's eyebrows, nose, and face shape through the sunglasses... Heh!How much like myself!

He looked over the little boy to Su Qianmian who was dressed in white. In the deep and shallow flowers, the orange sunlight in the evening cast a layer of warm color on her body, like a layer of soft light.Xun Mochen's eyes seemed to be glued to her, unable to move away.

Su Qianmian seemed to feel it, turned her head and smiled at him.

boom--!It feels like a bullet going through my chest.Intense, profound, painful, unforgettable joy.

Xun Mochen still restrained his excitement: "What are you doing here?"

The little boy was questioned, and a crystal teardrop slipped down from his big red eyes without warning.

He took a bite of the biscuit while crying, his cheeks puffed up and chewed, and he looked at Xun Mochen with his mouth flattened and said, "I'll teach you how to fish."

Cheng Yi'an could hardly control himself and started laughing.What a cute baby!

"What else do you want to do besides fishing?" Xun Mochen continued to ask.

The little guy stopped talking, his big eyes were red, and he turned to look at Su Qianmian.Those watery eyes are so heartbreaking to see!

Su Qianmian got up and walked over, hugged the little guy, and said distressedly: "Oh~ baby, don't cry."

Then he blamed Xun Mochen: "Why are you doing this to your son!"

Xun Mochen was completely knocked out, dizzy, and just followed their words and the situation.

Cheng Yi'an kindly explained: "Sister-in-law flew back from Germany to look for you, why are you so cold?"

Xun Mochen's Adam's apple twitched several times, and his pale lips spat out two words: "Qianqian?"

"Huh?" Su Qianmian responded in a calm manner.

"Mom, why are you crying?" The little guy was in Su Qianmian's arms, wiping Su Qianmian's tears with his chubby little hands.

"Oh, those flowers are so beautiful." Su Qianmian replied.

"I also think those flowers are beautiful, so I didn't cry." The little guy was relieved when he returned to his mother's arms, and he forgot that he had just cried.

"Well, Yangyang is the best."

"Mom eats biscuits." Yang Yang took out the biscuits from his mouth, honoring his mother, with his saliva still standing on them.

Xun Mochen clenched his hands tightly.