food idol

Chapter 585

Because the fashion week was held very close to country D, Wen Tang tried his best to find time to go back and forth.

When we arrived, it was past three o'clock in the afternoon, there was no snow, and the sun was just right.

The moment Wen Tang got out of the car and stepped on the ground with her shoes, she suddenly felt a sense of homelessness. Before walking up the steps, she even had to take a deep breath to calm down her growing madness. heartbeat.

Tangyuan, who was more than one year old, was poking out her buttocks, standing up with the handrail beside her, and then staggered towards the nanny in front of the floor-to-ceiling glass window, to be more precise, ran towards the ball in her hand.

The nanny suddenly looked behind him, with a look of surprise and surprise on her face, and then she lightly threw the ball in her hand as if she had received an order.

Tang Yuan, who was already close to the target, couldn't react in time, and just watched helplessly as the ball, which was close at hand, suddenly rolled away from his feet and ran away.

The little guy frowned, "Ball~!"

The nanny clapped her hands, "That's right, ball, look at the glutinous rice balls, where did the ball go?"

Tangyuan blinked, her long eyelashes fluttered against the sun a few times, she turned around as she said, and was surprised to find that, ah, there is an extra person behind her!

The travel-stained Wen Tang took off his coat that was still covered with cold, held the ball with his hands warmed by his own body, and smiled at Tangyuan, "Tangyuan?"

Tangyuan was stunned for a while, her little brain was running fast, and after a while, she suddenly yelled, "Mom!"

Wen Tang's nose suddenly became sore for no reason, and he quickly threw the ball, opened his hands, took a big step forward, and accurately caught his son who was rushing towards him.

"Baby, do you miss your mother?"

He hugged his mother's glutinous rice balls tightly with his two short arms and didn't speak, just like a koala, nestling limply in Wen Tang's arms, as if afraid that his mother would fly away if he let go.

For a moment, Wen Tang almost wanted to give up all the work at hand regardless, and then concentrate on being with his son, witnessing every minute of his growth.

But the remaining reason still stopped her at the last moment, because she understood very early on that when you have a family and responsibilities, and you are no longer alone, many things can no longer be left to you Here comes the temper.

There are gains and losses, this is the so-called life.

While coaxing the glutinous rice balls in his arms, Wen Tang asked the nanny next to him in a low voice how he was doing, and felt relieved after learning that everything was going well.

She couldn't stay here for too long, and she didn't have any extra time to waste on self-blame or anything else. The only thing she could do was to spend as much time with her son as possible in the limited time.

And Tangyuan also seems to understand that getting together with his mother is not easy and very unstable, which directly leads to the fact that in the following time, even if Wen Tang holds him in his arms to play, the little guy will play every three to two minutes. He raised his head and called out, "Mom?"

Every time she lowered her head, Wen Tang met her big eyes full of uneasiness and reluctance. Such a look, such an uncertain voice undoubtedly made her feel like a knife was twisting her heart.

Although the child is young, he seems to have understood that maybe his mother, who was playing with him intimately one moment, will leave the next moment...

Wen Tang had no choice but to hum as gently as possible every time Tang Yuan raised his head to ask, and at the same time kissed his little face, "Mom is here."

Then Tangyuan would smile very satisfied, turn her head with two crescent-like eyes, and play the game again.

(End of this chapter)