he is intoxicated

Shen Fengru paused for a moment, and said: "I'll call Mrs. Huo, let's communicate, if possible, I'll call you back."

Nan Hua replied, "Okay."

After hanging up the phone, her heart hung in the air, feeling uneasy.

God knows how much she wants to see Yang Yang.

Just looking through the binoculars every day, or sitting in a taxi, watching him come out of the kindergarten from a distance, can't quench his thirst at all.

How she wanted to hug him, kiss him, pull his little hands, and talk to him.

How much I want to.

Three minutes later, Shen Fengru called.

Almost at the same time the phone rang, Nan Hua pressed the connection button and asked impatiently, "Did she agree?"

Shen Fengru said: "I agree."

Nan Hua cried with joy, "I'll go, I'll go, see you at the entrance of the art gallery at nine o'clock tomorrow, see you there!"

Shen Fengru didn't expect her to react so strongly, he was stunned for a while, and said, "But Mrs. Huo finds it strange, why are you interested in Yangyang?"

noticed his abnormality.

Nan Hua suppressed her excitement and said as calmly as possible: "I like children."

"That's good, but you can go alone tomorrow, don't take Yueyue with you. Mrs. Huo said that their male and female children are different from ordinary children. I'm afraid you won't be able to take care of them if you take Yueyue with you."

Nan Hua heard what he meant, and wanted her to take good care of Yang Yang and please him.

This is one step closer to marriage.

He wished that she and Huo Beiyao could succeed.

Nan Hua should come down.

She has plenty of time to accompany Yueyue, but Yangyang has seen this side, and he doesn't know when he will see her next time.

Shen Fengru said again: "Tomorrow, dress up better and have a gentler personality. I heard that Mr. Huo likes women with gentle personalities."

Nan Hua responded on the face, but sneered in her heart.

She is going to see Yang Yang tomorrow.

As for Huo Beiyao, who cares about him.

after get off work.

Nanhua went straight to the mall and bought Yang Yang his favorite toys, imitation cars, dinosaurs, and autumn and winter clothes.

That night, Nan Hua actually suffered from insomnia.

Lying in bed tossing and turning, unable to fall asleep.

My mind is full of the scene of meeting Yang Yang tomorrow.

All the regrets brought about by my husband and the feeling of being broken in love before were all left behind.

In the dark, she kept laughing, with tears in her smile.

After the car accident, nothing could make her cry, only Yang Yang.

Thinking of Yangyang, her heart, liver, and lungs all softened, soft and soft like a ball of cotton.

It wasn't until the middle of the night that Nanhua squinted for a while.

As soon as it was dawn, she got up early, found a comfortable casual clothes to put on, washed her face in a hurry, applied some skin care products, no makeup, no lipstick, her hair was loose at the back of her head Plate up.

This is convenient for hugging Yangyang, and you can kiss him without lipstick.

After hastily eating a few mouthfuls of food, Nanhua went out with bags of toys and gift boxes of clothes.

Take a taxi to the Art Museum.

She arrived half an hour early.

Obviously she could go in and wait, but Nan Hua didn't want to go in, so she stood at the door and waited.

Looking forward to waiting.

Nine o'clock.

Huo Beiyao's car finally arrived.

Nanhua's eyes were fixed on the back door of the car, and she felt her heart beating wildly in her body, almost jumping out of her chest.

She wanted to run over and open the car door to take Yang Yang out, but she was afraid that if she made it too obvious, it would arouse Huo Beiyao's suspicion.

The driver got out of the car, opened the rear door, and carried Yang Yang out of the car.

Nanhua's heartbeat stopped.

Yang Yang's handsome little face is cool, with snow-white skin, big watery eyes, and eyelashes that look like willows on the river bank. He is wearing a black casual clothes and walking towards her.

Huo Beiyao was also dressed in expensive black casual clothes, with a pair of oversized sunglasses on his handsome and heroic face. He was tall and tall, walking towards her gracefully.

The two are one big and one small, one tall and one short, and they look alike.

The man is handsome, the boy is cool and handsome, just like a pair of beauties walking down from a pictorial.

But Nanhua didn't notice Huo Beiyao at all.

Her heart and eyes are full of yang yang.

Her face was full of smiles, smiling like sweet springs, smiling like melting ice and snow, smiling like blooming spring flowers.

But the heart hurts.

Yang Yang seems to have seen her too.

He stopped suddenly and looked at him blankly.

The world was silent for a moment.

Nan Hua's heart was beating like thunder, her eyes were fixed on Yang Yang's little face, and she couldn't take them off.

It was a face she thought about day and night.

Yang Yang suddenly ran towards her, his footsteps were broken, chaotic, broken, chaotic and fast, as fast as a running cheetah.

She couldn't bear it anymore, tears burst out of her eyes, like a fountain.

The thing in his hand fell to the ground with a bang.

She lifted her feet and ran towards him.

If it's Nanhua or Shen Nanhua, she can't control that much anymore.

At this moment, she only wants Yang Yang!

Running to the front, Yang Yang stopped.

He raised his head, looked at her face blankly, shook his head, shaking his head in despair, "You are not my mother, you are not, you are not my mother."

His eyes were filled with tears, and his big eyes were watery, full of disappointment.

Nan Hua's heart was about to break.

Her appearance now is indeed different from before. Yang Yang has been with her for so long, so of course he can tell the difference at a glance.

She knelt down, looked at him, smiled, with tears in her smile, and laughter in her tears.

She wanted to say a thousand words to him, but all the words were blocked in her throat, and she couldn't utter a single word.

She could only talk in her sleep, calling his name over and over again: "Yangyang, Yangyang, Yangyang..."

Is it not a dream?

She never expected to meet Yang Yang like this in her lifetime.

She secretly pinched her leg, it hurt.

Not a dream.

She raised her hand, wanting to touch his little face.

The wrist was suddenly grabbed by a big hand with well-defined joints.

A cold voice came from the top of your head, "You can't clean your hands, just touch my son like this. With so many bacteria on your hands, you are also a person with children, don't you know?"

Nan Hua fell from the clouds to the ground all of a sudden.

She slowly raised her head, and the beautiful Qiushui stared at Huo Beiyao coldly, her sharp eyes were like blades, able to stare right through him.

Yang Yang had depended on her since she was a child, and from her pregnancy to her birth, she was in charge of it all by herself. Apart from being busy with his career, this man was only with Lin Yanyan, and he didn't care about the child.

To have the face to say such a thing.

She retracted her gaze and said softly to Yang Yang: "My surname is Shen, you can just call me Aunt Shen. Of course, you can also call me Mom like you did just now."

There was another sneer from above.

Huo Beiyao raised his chin slightly, his handsome face was cold and arrogant, "You want to be his mother, have you asked my opinion?"

Nanhua instantly wanted to strangle him to death.

suddenly.

A gentle and sweet female voice came from a distance: "Yangyang!"

Nan Hua looked over in search of the sound, and when she saw the man's face clearly, her complexion changed drastically in an instant.