Wen Ya somehow feel Ozawa looked at his eyes this moment seems to have become hot many this child … How do you feel like full of worries?
"Oh?" Ink Sina or that a playful expression "originally is Wen Ya you do? I didn’t expect that since you didn’t burn down the kitchen or blow up the kitchen sandwich, it’s not bad. "
It’s a woman-based craft that can be exaggerated by Mo Sina. She just has no talent for cooking and always has to be laughed at by Mo Sina! No matter how clumsy she is, it’s a three-cure! Do you know what three cures are? Add some vegetables and meat to the bread … You’re done. How stupid is she to be unable to do such a thing well!
Wen Ya retorted in his heart for a long time but looked at ink Sina smiling eyes but instantly recognized unintelligent.
It’s embarrassing … Wen Ya realized at this time that she had been coming to MoSiNa. Is she a stupid and stupid woman? This moment wenya can’t help but start to wonder what has been coming to ink Sina … Will like her?
Wen Ya is not beginning to dislike himself.
Compared with going to Wen Ya, I feel like a loser.
Ink Sina didn’t follow this topic to continue to face much a few minutes of intriguing expression "I don’t think white … what happened after I asked the driver to take me back last night? Did I sleep in the guest room by myself? " When it comes to the last sentence ink Sina suspicious eyes put gentle body.
Ozawa looked at Wen Ya and looked at Mo Sina curiously. "Mom probably went to bed at a little more time, and Ozawa fell asleep. I don’t know when my uncle will come back." It sounds like Wen Ya’s clearance.
I can think that I cheated Wen Ya without some guilt.
Wen Ya also remembered last night’s close contact with Mo Sina, and her face was a little hot. She hid her guilt and quickly picked up a glass filled with hot milk. "Well, it’s best to drink a cup of hot milk when the autumn and winter handover." Wen Ya said that he would drink it with a cup.
Although it was a little colder, it was still a little hot. Wen Ya took a sip and put it back. She never called it out, but her tongue … really hurts.
But that explains why she blushes.
Yes, I was scalded by milk. Wen Ya had no idea what happened last night.
Ink Sina couldn’t help laughing. "Wen Ya, you are too hard." He got up and patted Wen Ya on the shoulder. "I’m full to change my clothes first. Don’t worry. I’ll take you to the company."
This sentence sounds how so like ink Sina see through her cover-up? Wen Yamo Sina’s eyes scanned and she didn’t dare to show an embarrassed expression. She was utterly confused and constantly whined in her heart.
What’s embarrassing? Could it be her?
Mo Sina changed his clothes and came out. He wore a light gray suit today with a dark rhombic tie inside. It was a strange dress to put Mo Sina in, but his body was so perfect.
West is the best way to test whether a man’s figure is standard, whether clothes are in condition or building materials are self-cultivation … While Mo Sina’s lean body is extremely handsome.
Wen Ya looked away quickly when his heart beat faster.
Ink Sina went to the door and took the newspaper and came back to sit on the sofa and watched it carefully.
Wen Ya found that Mo Sina ordered two newspapers, one for financial reports and the other for news and entertainment. This contrast was somewhat large and Wen Ya didn’t look at it.
Ink Sina suddenly read low "Xuanyuan Avenue in the city had a car accident last night, and a middle-aged couple was sent to the hospital for treatment. According to the survey, these two people were originally Wen’s materials …"
Wen Ya suddenly got up. "I’m going to wash the dishes when I’m finished." She silently walked to the kitchen with a plate.
The next thing Wen Ya has witnessed the ink Sina may not know before reading it, but no matter what the ink Sina means, Wen Ya already doesn’t want to stimulate himself to listen to it any more. This matter stops here. From today on, Wen Wenbin and Chen Ping and Wen Ya have nothing at all.
Although she didn’t avenge herself, these two people have already got what they deserve.
When the dust settles, she doesn’t want to involve herself any more.
Yes, it’s all over. Wen Ya washed the dishes quickly, but he forgot to wash the dishes with warm water and cold water because he was upset. Wen Ya came out of the kitchen and his hands became red.
Wen Ya knew that Mo Sina stared at herself and didn’t know what she was looking at. She was a little embarrassed. "I’m going to change clothes and come out." Everyone in the company knew them, and she didn’t need to keep her distance from Mo Sina.
Ink Sina eyes on Ozawa "your mother looks like something is wrong today"
Ozawa nodded. "Mom may be a little lonely after being alone for a long time."
Ink Sina corners of the mouth evoked a smile "oh?"
Ozawa blinked. "Uncle, am I wrong?"
The body of the Chapter three hundred and twenty-nine Uncle is not my father?
Looking at Ozawa Koo’s expression, Mo Sina suddenly felt that he misunderstood Ozawa at this moment. Otherwise, how did Mo Sina feel that Ozawa seemed to imply himself at that moment?
Section 142
But Ozawa is a child. How can he have so many strange thoughts? Mo Sina laughed and felt that he still thought too much. He put his hand on Ozawa’s head and gently rubbed it. "Does Ozawa want a father?"
Ozawa sat in a well-dressed position. "But isn’t uncle my father?"
Huh? Ink Sina is still rare to be speechless in front of others. The other party is still a child. Ink Sina froze for a moment and he didn’t know how to pick it up.
Ozawa still blinked. "Uncle, didn’t you say it was my father in front of that uncle once? Uncle, have you forgotten? " Ozawa said the eyes began to red.
The child’s mood is very simple, that is, it is said that Mo Sina was asked by Ozawa. He naturally wants to be Ozawa’s father. No matter from what angle, it is quite possible that Ozawa is his son. Anyway, sooner or later, Ozawa will "recognize his ancestors."
This one thing ink Sina is still in the consideration stage in my heart, but now it’s been woken up by Ozawa. Why does ink Sina suddenly feel like being woken up by Ozawa? After waking up in Wen Ya for so many years, I told myself that Wen Ya was a little lonely and wanted to speed up the pace by myself.
Uh, is he thinking too much?
Ink Sina looked at Ozawa that koo expression can’t help but rubbed his hair again before "Ozawa’s lovely uncle will certainly not break his word."
Just now, I was crying. Ozawa heard that he patted his chest. "That’s ok."
Mo Sina was amused by Ozawa’s childish behavior. He looked at Ozawa with a serious face. "What’s ok?" This child ghost elves is simply let ink Sina like it too much.
Ozawa blinked. "Uncle and mother like you very much, don’t you know? I always thought that my mother didn’t want to be with his uncle because she liked him. "Ozawa said here with a sad face." If my mother can’t get married, it will be troublesome, but now I’m not worried about whether my uncle will be willing to marry her, right? "
Why is this little guy so clever? Mo Sina was teased by Ozawa, followed by a lot of seriousness. "Well, according to Ozawa, if my uncle doesn’t want your mother, she won’t get married. Well, my uncle will marry your mother." When Mo Sina spoke as a child, he couldn’t help but be a little more childish with Ozawa.
Ozawa nodded and patted his chest. "Uncle, you are really a good man!"
Ink Sina some in stitches and I don’t know what Wen Ya will think when he hears these "compliments" from Ozawa.
What’s wrong with ink Sina smiling at Ozawa, the father? Whether Ozawa is his own child or not, although it is more likely … but he really likes Ozawa. It is only a matter of time before he proposes to Wen Ya and marries Wen Ya.
It was not because Ozawa looked miserable that he said a few good words to him that Sina followed his softhearted attitude and agreed to Ozawa.
Ozawa like a sigh of relief, suddenly blinked and looked particularly koo looked at the ink SiNa "uncle, I still remember one thing"
"What?" Ink Sina now always feels that Ozawa is a kid, just like him, with a sense of advance thinking about problems that do not belong to him.
It’s always good to have a sense of crisis
"Uncle, I’m going to participate in the small audition." Ozawa looked at Mo Sina seriously.