Chapter 6 (1/2)

Yunxiao raised his head in surprise. By moonlight, Yunxiao saw that the visitors were picturesque, with gentle and casual smile at the corners of his mouth, but with some slight worry at the bottom of his eyes. He was wearing a moon White Satin Robe, but embroidered with dark patterns of Magnolia on the cuff and collar, which was clean and elegant, implicit and not piercing.

Simple clothing, restrained charm, but people can not move eyes.

Is it Ruo ruo's father? Yunxiao holds Rong ruo's hand tightly, but she doesn't give up in her heart. If her father comes, is he going to leave himself?

Rong Jin was called out by Rong Ruo, only to realize that she had not let go of her hand in Yunxiao's waist. She quickly released her hand, smiling at Rong Ruo, with some pet, ”come on, dad will take you home.”

Rong Ruo didn't notice Yunxiao's mind. He stretched out his hand to let Jin embrace him. When he got to Rong Jin's arms, Rong Ruo turned around and said, ”Dad, this is my mother.”

”Mother?” Rong Jin gently raised her eyebrows.

Yunxiao felt a little embarrassed, but at the bottom of her heart, she waved her hand in a hurry, ”no, it's just children shouting, you, you don't care.”

Rong Ruo is not in accordance with, big eyes with some timidity, ”mother, are you not if if if?”

”Xiao Xiao didn't deny that the child had just been born, but she didn't think of her own.

Rong Ruo didn't expect that the mother he just recognized would cry directly. He had a pale face and wanted to go to layunxiao, with an injured look in his eyes, ”mother, don't cry. If you don't like Ruo, then, if you don't call your mother.”

”No,” Yunxiao remembers the tragic death of his son and his parents in his previous life, and then listens to Rong ruo's cry to his mother. Tears fall down involuntarily. He hugs Rong Ruo, who is holding his clothes. He says, ”no, let her mother cry for you again.”

Looking at Yunxiao who cried faintly, Rong Jin frowned slightly. Just now he saw despair in her eyes. She looked at her age of about 12-3 years old. How could such an expression appear?

Rong Ruo small hand holding Yunxiao, pale looking at Rong Jin, ”Dad, mother fainted, how to do?”

”Shall we take her back first?”

”Good.”

……

Yunxiao only felt that his body was very hot, as if he was longing for something. He held on to something soft and felt cool and comfortable when he held it in his arms.