Daddy, Delivery of Mommy Has Arrived!

Chatted with Xiao Moli for a while.

It's getting late, An Ziqi has been away from home for too long and will stay with Ye Minzhi at night.

After all, the two of them are not married yet, and An Ziqi is not good enough to let Xiao Moli stay.

Sent him downstairs and told him to go back first.

Xiao Moli looked at Xiao Yining who was standing beside An Ziqi in desperation, and decisively picked up the person and stuffed it into the car.

"Daddy, badass, you can't sleep with Mommy, why don't you let me sleep with Mommy?"

Xiao Yining was shooting the glass in the car, "Mommy, I want to sleep with you."

An Ziqi was helpless, "Let him stay."

"No, wait until he grows up to hug his own wife."

Xiao Moli refused decisively. There is no reason for him to guard the vacant room alone. This little boy can sleep with his wife in his arms.

An Ziqi was speechless, and he even ate his son's jealousy. It was enough.

Xiao Moli pulled the person into his arms, lowered his head against her forehead, and pecked her on the lips.

"Remember to go home early tomorrow."

In the low voice, there seemed to be a strong and strong reluctance suppressed, and even the voice became a little dull.

An Ziqi's original idea of ​​staying at home for a few more days was instantly cut off.

I couldn't help but stand on tiptoe, leaned forward and kissed him again, and was pressed into his arms by Xiao Moli, pouting her lips and looting fiercely.

It wasn't until the breath of the two was unstable that they let go of her, gasping and saying.

"If you don't go back, you won't be able to leave."

"Be careful on the road and pay attention to safety."

After An Ziqi told her, she let go, and turned her head back upstairs one step at a time.

It was not until her figure disappeared that Xiao Moli turned into the car.

Xiao Yining in the car curled his lips. Mommy and Daddy would forget him when he fell in love, so sad...

Back in the house, An Siqing surfed the Internet in her house, and Ye Minzhi watched TV in the living room.

An Ziqi returned to her room, saw the silver lock on the table, thought for a while, took it and went to the living room.

"Mom, do you remember this?"

Ye Minzhi was watching TV, turned his head to look at it, and said strangely, "Hey, didn't you lose this silver lock in Paris six years ago? Why did you find it again?"

"Are you sure this is mine? Isn't it similar?" An Ziqi asked.

Ye Minzhi stretched out his hand to take it, took a closer look in front of his eyes, and said with certainty, "This is your one. After mixed forging, it is harder than ordinary silver jewelry, but after a long time, you still bite a small tooth mark with your teeth on this place on the back."

Speaking, he reached out and pointed to An Ziqi, An Ziqi leaned over, and she saw that there was indeed a small depression on the back near the corner, which was inconspicuous.

If it is an imitation, it is impossible to imitate even this detail that she doesn't know.

So, does Simon really know her?

However, why does she have nothing about Simon in her year-long memory in France.

It is absolutely impossible for her to forget, Simon looks handsome, such a big person, how could she forget completely?

"It's been so long, where did you find this?" Ye Minzhi asked.

"A friend of mine in France picked it up, and only recently met him."

An Ziqi casually replied.

I chatted with Ye Minzhi for a while, went back to the bedroom, took out the phone, hesitated for a moment, and dialed out.