Lay Down My Bad Husband

When Xie Xiaolin saw her, she quickly handed her water.

The man at this end listened to Lin Ziyi's weak and trying to suppress the light cough. His two pretty sword eyebrows twisted tightly and couldn't bear it any more. He leaned over, reached out and grabbed the phone watch in the little guy's hand, and growled, "Lin Ziyi, either you come back by yourself now, or I'll go and bring you back now, you choose one. ”

Lin Ziyi, who was drinking water, was startled by the low roar from the phone. A mouthful of water suddenly choked into his nose and made him cough more violently.

When Xie Xiaolin saw her, she quickly reached out and patted her on the back. While patting, she said angrily, "Miss, you can't drink slowly."

The two men, big and small, were very distressed to hear Lin Ziyi's voice that seemed to cough up his lungs.

The little guy pounced on the man, grabbed his watch and yelled, "give it back to me."

However, as soon as the little guy pounced on him, the man raised his hand and let him pounce.

The little guy put his head into the man's arms, raised his head and glared at the man with protest, "it's you who bully your mother, and you scare your mother."

The man bowed his head and squinted at the little guy in his arms, a pair of ink stained eyes, more and more cold and fierce, with irresistible dignity.

Looking at the gloomy man, the little guy shrank his neck and stepped out of the man's arms. Then he slipped out of bed and went to get his clothes, whining, "hum, I'm going to find my mother. I'm going to live with my mother."

The man gazed at the little guy, then stared at the multi-function watch in his hand, "Lin Ziyi, talk."

Originally, for a second, Lin Ziyi was still thinking about this man, but when he heard his imposing voice, Lin Ziyi was inexplicably angry.

I didn't care about him at all. When his voice fell, I hung up decisively.

The man listened to the hung up "dududududu..." The blind voice, face, instant sink can drip water.

After the porridge, Lin Ziyi took a bath, dried her hair and lay down on the bed, but she was sleepless. Xie Xiaolin, who was lying beside her, yawned a lot, turned over, and went to sleep after talking to Lin Ziyi.

Lin Ziyi's big black and white eyes were staring at the dazzling white ceiling on his head. What he was thinking about was whether Tang Su would come and take her back to the presidential palace this evening.

However, when she realized how ridiculous and ridiculous her thoughts were, she quickly shook her head and tried to shake off those messy thoughts in her brain, then closed her eyes and forced herself to sleep.

She hasn't been to the coffee shop for many days. She must get up early to help in the coffee shop tomorrow.

However, before she closed her eyes, she heard the clear doorbell.

The eyelid suddenly jumps, the woods should open their eyes.

Can't Tang Su really come?

Take a look at the mobile phone on the bedside table, it's early in the morning.

Almost subconsciously, Lin Ziyi got out of bed and wanted to go to the door to have a look.

But when she got out of the bedroom and was about to walk to the gate, she suddenly stopped.

What is she doing? Is she really going to go back to the presidential palace with Tang Su? What can she do when she gets back? What can be changed? Continue to worry about gains and losses, continue to humble to hide in the dark corner, quietly do that waiting.

No, it's not what she wants

Outside, the man rang the doorbell and waited for two minutes, but he still couldn't hear anything inside.

Looking down at his waist, the man winked at him and signaled him to call the door.

The little guy turned his mouth, but he still smashed the door a few times, and then yelled, "Mom, it's me, open the door."

Lin Ziyi, who was about to turn around and return to his bedroom, was very happy when he heard the young and clear cry of the little guy outside the door. Almost without any hesitation, he continued to step forward and strode towards the door.

"Bang Dang!"

As soon as the door was opened, Lin Ziyi's eyes suddenly fell into a pair of deep ink eyes, which were bright as stars. At the moment, there was a faint anger, but more of it was worry and uneasiness.

Breathing, not from a stagnation, Lin Ziyi looked at the handsome man in front of him, immediately stunned in the same place, forgot to respond.

"Mom, how can you come back angry without me?"

Just when Lin Ziyi was stunned, the little guy had already rushed into her arms and put his hands around her waist. A little face with red color rubbed in her arms.

Lin Ziyi then looked down at his son in his arms, only to find that he was wearing a cartoon pajamas inside, a military green cashmere coat outside, and a pair of wool slippers on his feet, without socks inside.

"Honey, it's snowing outside. How can you wear so little?" With that, Lin Ziyi squatted down and picked up the little guy, ignoring the man who was wearing a shirt at the door. He picked up his son, turned around and went to the bedroom.The man squints at Lin Ziyi, holding the figure of his son disappearing at the corner. With his beautiful sword eyebrows, he picks it. In his deep ink eyes, he cuts across a bright dark awn. Then he strides into the room and closes the door with his backhand.

Lin Ziyi took the little guy back to the bedroom, took off his slippers, and then stuffed her into the quilt.

"Why are you here so late? Mom promised to pick you up after school tomorrow. " Lin Ziyi sat by the bed, unbuttoned his coat, and was angry. In his big black and white eyes, all the depression had disappeared. Instead, there was a touch of light peace of mind and satisfaction.

The little guy looked up and down at Lin Ziyi, and did not answer her question at all. He only asked seriously, "Mom, did dad bully you and make you catch a cold?"

Lin Ziyi took off the little guy's cashmere coat, put it aside, and turned back. Just as he was about to pull the quilt over the little guy, a touch of Gao Daxin's figure appeared at the door of the bedroom. The dim yellow light of the wall lamp in the corridor behind him pulled his figure very long and pressed it towards Lin Ziyi.

After just looking at the man at the door, Lin Ziyi continued his hand movement, pulled over the corner of the quilt, let the little guy lie down, covered the quilt for him, and then bowed his head to kiss his red face.

"It's getting late. Go to bed."

"Mom, don't you sleep?" The little guy flashed a pair of big black eyes and asked expectantly.