On the way back as like as two peas, she thought a lot and became more sure that this Su Rong Rong was Jane Ning, and there were no two people in the world.

Xu Zhenning hesitated and dialed the number of his home in the capital. Over there, he received the nanny.

"Where's my mother?" she asked.

"Madam is taking a bath upstairs. Miss, wait a minute. I'll call her."

After a while, the phone was transferred to Xia Lan's hand. Without waiting for Xu Zhenning to speak, Xia LAN had scolded: "Xu Zhenning, now, I can't take care of you? Is there a pig's brain in your head, and unexpectedly ran to the cultural troupe of Fengcheng army."

"Do you think Huo Mo Ting will look at you more like this? Xu Zhenning, I'm not afraid to hit you. If I were Huo Mo Ting, I wouldn't look at you more. I'll never cherish what I've won. You're stubborn. Don't come to me to cry in the future."

If I wanted to export, I swallowed because of this angry rebuke.

Xu Zhenning choked: "are you still my mother? I just like him. What's wrong? You can be desperate for love. Why can't I chase my love? Don't worry, even if I die in Fengcheng, I won't ask you to cry!" then he put down the phone directly.

Hit the mobile phone on the bed, Xu Zhenning fell asleep. She thought of Xia Lan's words and was angry. Suddenly she didn't want to tell her what she had seen and heard!

The next day, Jane Huan got up early and went to the small bedroom to wake up Huo nianyan. She did it by herself.

After brushing his teeth and washing his face, Huo nianyan stood on the bed and let Jane Huan put on a sapphire blue T-shirt with a collar. Jane Huan sat by the bed, buttoned two buttons for him, and took a coat for him to put on. The little guy's black eyes rolled around and felt that today's Jane Huan was a little abnormal.

Huo nianyan put on his clothes and went downstairs.

Recently, the little guy is addicted to flowers and plants. Therefore, he specially went to the flower and bird market to buy two pots of mimosa and tease him every day when he got up.

In the kitchen, Aunt Li is making breakfast.

Jane Huan didn't hurry downstairs and returned to the master bedroom. The door was open and there was nothing in it.

Huo Mo Ting was still sleeping, lying on the bed with bare arms and half his back exposed. Jian Huan went to the bed and saw his side head resting on the pillow, his eyes closed, and his cold facial features were not much softer when he slept. Jian Huan didn't wake him up, took the clothes he was going to wear today, put them at the head of the bed, and went out by himself.

She went into the kitchen and wanted to help Aunt Li, but Aunt Li pushed her out: "go outside, have a baby and breathe some fresh air."

Jane Huan gets up in the morning and occasionally has pregnancy and vomiting, but not frequently.

She touched her flat belly and came out of the villa. Huo nianyan was watering Mimosa with a small watering can and was talking.

The little guy looked back and saw Jane Huan. He immediately gave her another basin of Mimosa: "take it for me first, and I'll water this basin first."

The more Jian Huan gets along with Huo nianyan, the more she finds that the little guy shows signs of developing into a "young man of literature and art". She also raises things, grows flowers and grass, and occasionally likes to howl. Unfortunately, her tone is not correct. She stands aside with Mimosa in her hand and quietly watches Huo nianyan pose for another Mimosa.

She remembered what Wu Liaoming said. Looking at her lovely and beautiful son, she felt bad. She was very close, but she couldn't recognize each other.

When the mother and son returned to the villa, Huo moting got up, changed her prepared shirt and suit, sat in the living room, drank a glass of boiled water and watched the morning news.

Jian Huan asked Aunt Li to stew a bowl of egg soup for Huo nianyan. According to Li Yang's local practice, she added some sugar and wine.

"Eat slowly." Jane Huan didn't eat much and took a paper towel to wipe the little guy's mouth.

Huo Mo Ting looked up at her more. He may also feel that today's Jian Huan is particularly addicted to Huo nianyan, glowing with the light of maternal love.

After breakfast, Huo moting intended to let Xiao Liang send Huo nianyan to school, while he took Jian Huan to the study.

"I'll send nianyan to school with Xiao Liang. You go first." Jian Huan stood at the entrance of the stairs, waiting for Huo nianyan who went upstairs to get his schoolbag.

Huo Mo Ting looked at her with deep eyes, then walked over, put his hands on her shoulders and rubbed her shoulders with his fingers. His face showed rare tenderness. His voice was a little low, but very gentle. He said, "why, he was angry about yesterday?"

Jane Huan knew he had misunderstood and just wanted to explain. At that end, Huo nianyan came downstairs with a big schoolbag on his back.

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