Marry a queen

The boy in his arms looked at Murong Jing innocently, pouted slightly.

It seems that I am still brooding over what happened just now!

Su'er ignored Murong Jing, turned around and took Qing'er out of the kitchen.

She didn't let Mu'er and Murong Jing be together, but she didn't stop their father and son from reuniting either.

It's still the same as before, indifferent, nothing matters. [

But this kind of indifference made Murong Jing's heart gradually warm up at this moment.

It's not like I was lost...

He can't help but wonder, is she letting go?But, it's not like that.Because she denied that Mu'er was his child just now... In such a moment, he felt lost and lost his direction.

At this moment, it was like walking into a blind alley she had unintentionally arranged...

Murong Jing carried Mu'er out with a gesture of sincerity and fear that he had never seen before.

In the final analysis, the once mighty man was just an ordinary man who longed to be a father.

At this time, the boy quietly tugged on his shirt, and asked in a low voice: "Uncle, if you are my lover's father, can you also be my father? I don't have a father...I want one too!" , secretly staring at Su'er's back, saying how wronged you are, "If you have love, I want to have it too... okay?" With clear eyes and immature voice, she actually begged with a small voice.

That innocent sentence stirred up waves in Murong Jing's heart!

"Okay, from now on, Mu'er will call Daddy quietly. Okay? Just don't let mother hear it..." Like Wang Qing, she pressed the child's small face to her own cheek.Kissing softly, yeah, my baby... My baby is longing for the father too.

Huangfu Yi has been dead for three years, is this kindness really going to be repaid for a lifetime?

In the lobby, the bowls and chopsticks have already been served.

Shen Su'er sat quietly on the stool, with a little girl sitting on her lap, playing with her mother's hair.

Xiao Rong also sat on the side, and asked softly: "Miss, do you forgive... Lord?" Now that Murong Jing is hidden in the market, she can't say whether she is king or not, so she respectfully calls him Lord.

Su'er just curled the corner of her mouth lightly, and then her eyes fell on Murong Jing who had just come out of the kitchen.