Di Shao snatches a kiss in the middle of the night: arresting his ex-wife

As soon as Yang Mufan entered the garden, he could see the backs of the mother and child sitting on the swing wrapped in a thin blanket from a distance. Under the dim white streetlight, they looked extremely thin and thin...

Reflecting the thin mist that condensed in the night air, it was a bit illusory and unreal.

As if it exists in a dream, it will disappear in the blink of an eye.

Yang Mufan stood at the entrance of the garden, staring at it for a long time, finally he frowned, stepped forward slowly with his slender legs.

As the distance drew closer, Mu Wanqing's conversation with Yang Mu'an clearly entered his eardrums.

Mu Wanqing hugged her son tightly to the warmest place on her chest, and asked in a low voice: "An'an, is it cold?! Are you sleepy?! It seems that uncle will come back very late, so mother will take you to bed first, okay? When you wake up tomorrow, you can see Uncle when you open your eyes."

Admiration An replied: "No, An An wants to wait for uncle to come back. Uncle promised me that he will play games with me today."

Yang Muan was silent for a while, then suddenly raised her bright eyes to look at Mu Wanqing, and asked in a childish voice: "Then mother, are you sleepy?! Do you want to cry?! Will you be unhappy to accompany An An to wait for uncle? ?! Will you be angry?!"

Mu Wanqing just looked at her son's exquisite and handsome face, and she was already happy. She lowered her head and kissed her son's forehead, and then replied: "Mom is not sleepy, I don't want to cry. An An, as long as you stay with mom, Mom is very happy and happy, how can I be angry with you?! Mom is waiting for uncle with An An, and I feel very happy."

Admire Ann: "Mom, what is happiness?! Can you eat it?!"

Mu Wanqing hugged her son, swinging gently on the swing, silent for a moment, and then seriously replied: "Happiness can't be eaten, but it's like cotton candy, it's sweet and soft, An An, I'm waiting for you When you grow up a bit, you will understand when you meet a girl you like.

Admiring An An, she asked again: "Since Mom is waiting for Uncle with An An, does Mom like An An more, or Uncle more?"

"..." After hearing her son's rhetorical question, Mu Wanqing was a little speechless.She had to admit: her son's little head is really easy to use.A simple sentence can grab her.

Sure enough, it is the same as admiring Fan.

Mu Wanqing frowned, her slender willow eyebrows, her big watery eyes, seemingly casually, but also deliberately sweeping towards the gate, as if expecting a certain figure to appear.

She was silent for a while, then whispered: "An'an and uncle, mom likes it too."

When Yang Muan heard this, she immediately became unhappy, and Lao Gao was so jealous: "Mom is a liar, and mother obviously likes An An better."

Seeing her son playing petty temper, Mu Wanqing couldn't help curling her lips into a smile. She lowered her head and kissed her son hard on the cheek, then echoed the young master's words, and replied: "Yes, uncle and An An, mother I prefer An'an. Small vinegar jar, is this okay?!"

Yang Muan suddenly became disdainful, pouted and said: "Mom, what you said is too false, you obviously like uncle more."

"..." Mu Wanqing was completely speechless now. She hugged her son and remained silent for a while before she spoke, "An'an, liking you and liking uncle are two different things. To your mother , is a treasure given to mother by God; and uncle, he is a rib taken away by God from mother's body."