A Pillow of Greedy Love: The Young Master's Little Wife

"Okay, can Jing Jing patiently wait for Mommy to come back now? Just like... like a brother!"

The old man spoke in a conciliatory manner, with an unreasonably kind face, and his subordinates would probably drop their jaws in surprise when they saw it!

Quietly hesitated, then nodded again.

But after a pause, he couldn't help but whisper what was hidden in his heart.

"Grandpa Zeng...Why, we can't be like other children? Their parents are all around, but my brother and I..."

Although she knew that this question shouldn't be asked, Jing Jing felt aggrieved right now, especially aggrieved.Therefore, he insisted on suppressing the tears in his stomach, and suddenly raised his head, a pair of dark and deep eyes fell directly into the sight of Mr. Bo: "Why do we have to separate? She, they... are Don't want us?!"

Perhaps it was because Jing Jing was too quiet before, too indulged in his own world, his eyes were always so deep, so deep that no one could see any emotion at all.But after he gradually recovered, although he still didn't like to talk much, the emotions on his face gradually increased, but his eyes became deeper as he recovered.

However, different from the godless deep and coldness before, at this moment, although his eyes are gloomy, they are very bright, and one can tell at a glance that this child has an exquisite and ingenious heart.This kind of gaze also has a kind of magic power, which makes people unable to refuse or lie to him.

There is even an illusion, as if those too clean and deep eyes can see through all the ugly masks they want to cover up, and expose the truth behind those layers of masks...

Old Man Bo was stunned for a moment, and the hands stroking the backs of the two little guys froze slightly.

He didn't expect that the child would ask such a question.

Could it be that someone said something in the child's ear?Otherwise, for a child like Jingjing, how could such thoughts come out of nowhere? !

The more he thought about it, the more he felt something was wrong, old man Bo subconsciously looked at the guy who was playing chess with him, his narrowed old fox eyes suddenly widened.In an instant, all eyes appeared, staring at Mo Ji, who was as calm as an old monk, couldn't help raising his eyebrows.

Mo Ji looked quite at ease, and even though he was accompanying the two little guys, he could see that the two little guys had their own concerns, but he didn't know the truth, so he was very calm at the moment.

Let old man Bo look at it for a long time, but he didn't find anything, so he gave up.

Withdrawing his gaze, the old man smiled and looked at the two children, then took their hands and said earnestly: "Quiet, it's not that your parents don't want you anymore. How much you love them, they are several times more than you." I love you so much. It’s just that sometimes they have their own helplessness, and they can’t be with you all the time and watch you grow up. But speaking of it, you are much luckier than your mommy. She was only 17 years old. Back to Grandpa Zeng, and before that, Grandpa Zeng had never been with her, nor had he witnessed her growth..."

"why?"

"because--"

Thinking of the past, the old man wrinkled his nose slightly sour, touched Jing Jing's head, and raised the corner of his mouth again: "You still understand this now, and when you grow up, you will naturally understand. Anyway, remember, this In the world, no one loves you more than your parents!"