It's so fleshy. Although she's cute, she's afraid of physical problems.

Eat the meal as usual, just add appropriate exercise.

The villa group in the Zhou family is usually very few and quiet.

On the wide road, Mo Xiran roughly set a starting line with a stone.

"From here, see who runs to the house in front first."

"Okay!" The cute bun was ready to rub his hands and nodded excitedly.

Mo Xiran was so cute that he couldn't help but kiss his little fleshy face.

"Prepare! Run!"

He deliberately lost a few steps to cute buns, and Mo Xiran made him laugh.

Just as I was about to reach the house, a tall man suddenly appeared in front of me.

Mo Xiran was stunned and subconsciously stopped.

The cute bun looked back at her and smiled and shouted: "Mom! Mom!"

He was not prepared to hit something, and then his shoulder was held.

After dizzying for a while, Meng Baozi looked up at the person who supported her.

It was a man who looked a little older, and he was older than his father. He was not sure what he should call him, and the other person was a stranger again.

So he whispered thanks and wanted to break free from that man.

But the man held him and refused to let go.

"Mom! Mom!"

He screamed for help, and the cute bun twisted his body and turned to see Mo Xiran.

Mo Xiran came to his senses and rushed over quickly.

"Mr. Jiang, you were scared to Xiaobao." Her voice was cold and she held Jiang Jingtao's wrist.

Jiang Jingtao then came to his senses and quickly let go of his hand.

The cute bun immediately turned around and pounced on Mo Xiran, hugging her thighs tightly.

Mo Xiran touched the back of his head to comfort him and looked at Jiang Jingtao: "Mr. Jiang, why are you here?"

Jiang Jingtao was slightly stunned and stammered in a slightly embarrassed manner: "I, I..."

Gripping his teeth, he finally said, "I'm here to find you."

"Me?" Mo Xiran subconsciously took the cute bun and took two steps back, "Mr. Jiang has something to ask me for?"

She felt that Jiang Jingtao should not have any malice, but he must be wary of others.

Jiang Jingtao saw her guard against herself and felt suffocated, "Miss Mo, please don't be afraid, I have no other intentions. I, I really feel like the old friend I know, so I apologize if it causes you."

Jiang Jingtao was an elder to her, not to mention that he did not do anything too much.

Mo Xiran felt that he was not doing it right, so he said, "Mr. Jiang, you don't need to do this, you don't need to apologize."

"Is this your child?" Looking at the cute bun, Jiang Jingtao showed kindness and joy, "So cute, so beautiful."

"Xiao Bao, ask Grandpa Jiang."

Meng Baozi looked at Jiang Jingtao, thought for a while, and whispered: "Hello Grandpa Jiang."

"Okay, okay." Jiang Jingtao smiled and tentatively reached out to the cute bun.

He didn't touch him immediately, hoping that he could adapt to himself.

Meng Baozi looked at the big hand in front of him and slowly stretched out her little hand over.

Although he couldn't bear to let it go, Jiang Jingtao still forced himself to hold it and let it go, so don't scare him anymore.

"Are you walking?"

"Yes." Mo Xiran rubbed her hair, "Mr. Jiang wants to have a walk together?"

"Me, can I?" Jiang Jingtao's surprise made Mo Xiran a little surprised.

This seems not a big deal.

The three of them walked along the road together.

Mo Xiran held Meng Baozi's hand and asked as she walked, "Mr. Jiang, do you mind if I ask about your old friend?"

"What?"

"There is really a person who looks very similar to me, and it feels quite amazing."

"Haha, she, she is my favorite woman."

Almost guessed, this is the story.

Although cliché, everyone has their own secrets, right?

"Where is she now?"

"Diet."

"I'm sorry, Mr. Jiang."

"It's okay." Jiang Jingtao smiled and pointed to the bench in front, "Can you sit there?"

"OK."

The two sat down, and the cute bun ran to the sports equipment in front to play.

Mo Xiran's eyes kept staring at Meng Baozi, listening to Jiang Jingtao's old story in his ears.

In fact, the story is very simple.

When we meet young, we know each other, we fall in love, and then we separate for some reason.

This becomes a lifelong thought that cannot be forgotten.

I had been chatting with Jiang Jingtao for a long time that day. It was getting late, and Mo Xiran said goodbye with her cute buns.

Jiang Jingtao kept watching them walk away from behind until they could not see them.

Yingxue, thank you, thank you for giving me such a gift.

Thinking of it, his eyebrows were closed again and his sorrow slipped through his sorrow.

But he is not worthy.

Not worthy of such a wonderful gift.

Zhou Yanchen's car was parked at the door.

Mo Xiran smiled and said to Meng Baozi, "Your dad is back."

Meng Baozi let go of her hand and ran into the door.

Zhou Yanchen was talking to Mrs. Zhou Yanxi in the living room. When he heard a thrust sound, he turned around and saw a meat ball rushing towards him quickly.

He quickly got up and he hugged the cute bun accurately.

“Where to go?”

"My mother and I went on a walk."

"Um."

Mo Xiran then came in and looked at Zhou Yanchen and smiled.

...

After coaxing the cute bun to sleep, Mo Xiran returned to the bedroom.

Zhou Yanchen leaned against the head of the bed, with a laptop on his knee, and was still dealing with some business endings.

She didn't bother him and went into the bathroom to take a shower.

When she came out, Zhou Yanchen was not busy anymore.

Close the laptop and throw it aside, he patted the position beside him, "Come here."

Mo Xiran walked over and sat down, and he took the dry towel to wipe her hair.

She squinted her eyes and thought for a while, and told Zhou Yanchen about her meeting Jiang Jingtao today.

After a pause, he said in a deep voice: "He has come to see you!"

"Hmm, um." Nodded, she looked at his dark face carefully, "Are you angry?"

"What do you think?" Zhou Yanchen's phoenix eyes were sharp and his eyebrows frowned.

"Oh." She yelled, and she rushed over and suppressed him, "Don't think so much. He told me about his old friend today, saying that he was his lover."

"I will just deceive you in this way!" Zhou Yanchen said fiercely, "You are not allowed to have any interaction with him again in the future, do you hear it?"

"Why are you like this?" Mo Xiran smiled softly, "Mr. Jiang is old enough to be my father."
To be continued...