But before he could take two steps, Song Zhiwei, who was following him, grabbed his arm.

Jia Jia looked in the direction of Yu Anxia eagerly, twisting her little body and was not very happy: "Aunt Song, please let me go, I'm going to find mommy!"

Song Zhiwei also saw 6 Yichen and Yu Anxia, ​​and her teeth rolled over her lips, her eyes a little obscure, and she pulled him away from the other side despite Jiajia's struggle.

This little episode did not affect the two people not far away.

The two looked at each other for a long time, and a light curve suddenly appeared on the lips of 6 Yichen. He rarely laughed, but there was no doubt that it was quite charming when he smiled.

He lowered the distance between the two a little closer, without deliberately covering up the burning heat in the deep eyes: "What do you think?"

Yu Anxia glanced at him angrily. She was still more used to the seriousness of him before. At least she wouldn't be so fucked like she is now.

Until now, she realized that she had not fully understood the man in front of her. At least in her past impression, she would never have thought that 6 Yichen would have such a time to ask for it and be soft and tender.

Yu Anxia retreated back with some discomfort and slid out of his breath.

The two walked back to the path, and this time, neither of them spoke again. Both of them took a very slow step, and Yu Anxia subconsciously did not resist this rare and quiet time. It took about twenty minutes for a short journey.

She didn't buy much, and when she arrived at the access control at the unit building, she reached out to take it from 6 Yichen: "I'll just go up by myself."

"Wait." He said, his body suddenly leaned forward a little. Yu Anxia was not careful and his back suddenly hit the glass door behind him. A large amount of clear masculine aura poured into her nose. In her dark eyes, his long reflection became bigger and bigger.

"what you do?"

As soon as he finished speaking, he saw him gently pinching a red tea plum petal that fell on her with his fingers. This action brought a hint of ambiguity as if there was nothing.

Yu Anxia's ears were quietly burned. Without saying a word, she turned around and opened the access control and stepped in. Her hurried back looked like she was running away in panic.

6 Yichen keenly captured the bright redness of her earlobe. When she left, the corners of her mouth were slightly raised, and she was in an obviously very good mood.

Yu Anxia carried three bags in both hands, and it was not convenient to get the key. She was about to ring the doorbell, but the door opened from the inside first.

Jiajia's little mouth, which was originally pouting, suddenly opened her grin when she saw her: "Mommy, are you back? I'm going to go out to find you!"

As he said that, he helped Yu Anxia take the bag in his hand very considerately. He is already five years old and has always regarded himself as a man. It is appropriate to help his mother share his worries.

Yu Anxia gently rubbed his head with one hand and looked into the living room: "Where is your Aunt Song?"

When talking about Song Zhiwei, Jia Jia immediately pulled down his little face unhappily: "I don't like her, don't be with her!"

Yu Anxia raised her face and scolded her coldly like a conditioned reflex: "Jia Jia, don't speak like this!" After speaking, she felt that her tone seemed too heavy, so she squatted down and taught patiently, "Jia Jia, Aunt Song is your elder, she... Anyway, how do you treat mommy in the future? You can't be so rude anymore."

Jia Jia was unhappy. Mommy was just mommy. She was unique and could not compare to anyone. However, he was always well-behaved and obedient in front of Yu Anxia, ​​and was just angry that Song Zhiwei had to pull him away just now and didn't really hate her, so she nodded.

As soon as Yu Anxia entered the living room, she smelled a faint burnt smell from the air coming. She hurriedly threw down the bag in her hand and went into the kitchen to turn off the gas stove. The noodles in the pot were almost dried up, so she even put the pot in the pool.

After searching for another round, I finally saw Song Zhiwei sitting absent-mindedly on the bed in her own room, holding a photo of Jia Jia not long ago.

Seeing Yu Anxia coming in, Song Zhiwei put away the photo and pulled her lips.

Yu Anxia thought she was unhappy because she had a conflict with Jiajia, so she sat next to her and comforted her for a few words, but the solemnity on Song Zhiwei's face was not relieved, but became more obvious.

She looked at her with complicated eyes, and for a moment, she started signing and asked if she was about to get back with her ex-husband? If so, what should 6 Jinmo do?

The two have known each other for five years. Although they have not deliberately learned sign language, Yu Anxia can usually understand what Song Zhiwei wants to express.

She couldn't figure it out: "Zhiwei, what does this matter have to do with 6 Jinmo?"

She and 6 Jinmo were classmates and alumni from nine years to high school for a full nine years. In addition, he was also her former brother-in-law and 6 Yichen's cousin. The relationship between them was not bad. When she was in New York, 6 Jinmo visited her several times on a business trip, and also sent her photos and videos of Yueyue. Even some of Yueyue's daily preferences were said by the way he deliberately or unintentionally.

However, that's all.

Before she married 6 Yichen, although the two had known each other for many years, they talked only a handful of times.

Moreover, as far as she knows, Song Zhiwei and 6 Jinmo seem to have met only a few times? It was because of her reasons, so how could he mention him well?

She stared at Song Zhiwei's anxious eyes suspiciously, trying to explore it.

Song Zhiwei didn't dare to look directly at her suspicious gaze, and she looked a little annoyed. In desperation, she asked what she shouldn't ask. Seeing that Yu Anxia's eyes became increasingly suspicious, she shook her head, and no matter how Yu Anxia asked, she refused to mention it again.

The strange atmosphere continued to the dining table. Yu Anxia was not at home these two days. In order to make up for it, she specially cooked and cooked the sweet and sour rice that Jia Jia liked.

As she was eating well, Jia Jia suddenly turned her head and looked at her, and asked in a slight voice: "Mommy, have you found me a dad?"

Yu Anxia had just swallowed a mouthful of food, but was choked and coughed repeatedly when she heard this.

Jia Jia's face frowned and quickly patted her back like she did in the TV series.

Yu Anxia took a sip of water and then slowly recovered: "Jiajia, who told you?"

Jia Jia pouted: "I saw it in the community just now." Her little hand held her chin, "But because the new father is quite handsome, if he treats you very well, I can barely accept it!"

Yu Anxia: "..." I don't know who the little guy's cleverness has inherited? But it's strange that he has grown up so old that he has never asked for his father like other children.

She subconsciously glanced at Song Zhiwei, and saw that her fingers holding chopsticks turned white because of the force, the strange feeling in her heart gradually rose. But at this moment she didn't take it too seriously, but just gently pinched Jiajia's tender cheeks and said softly: "That's a friend of Mommy."

Jia Jia said oh, and there was still a little disappointment on her little face, which made Yu Anxia laugh and cry.

At that time, when Song Zhiwei, who had been tense at the same time, heard that Yu Anxia denied that she wanted to get back with 6 Yichen, was relieved.

This book is from Xiaoxiang Academy, please do not reprint it!
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