Chapter 692: It hurts if you hit someone (1)

Wen Ye touched the back of the head that was hurt, and complained in his heart that the old man was too heavy to do it.

He took out his cell phone and lowered his hair to send messages.

After a while, Gu Qingning came out of the hotel, holding a child in his hand.

The black eyes are clever and clever, which is very attractive.

Mrs. Wen looked at the little guy getting closer and closer, with love and indescribable joy in her eyebrows.

At this time, the car door opened from the outside.

Three gazes fell on Hengheng's body, and his eyes were burning.

Gu Qingning raised his eyebrows and reached out to touch Hengheng's little head. His voice was faint, "Hengheng, call me."

Hengheng raised his head, looked at Gu Qingning, then looked at Mr. Wen and his group, grinned, revealing their little teeth like rice grains, "Great Grandpa, Grandma."

The soft and glutinous voice was melted even if Mr. Wen had a cold and hard heart.

The serious expression cracked, revealing a rare smile.

"It's cold outside, get on the bus." The big hand with thick calluses stretched out towards Hengheng, pretending to hug him.

Hengheng didn't recognize his child, and his chubby little hand placed on Mr. Wen's arm and let him pick it up.

Seeing this, Gu Qingning closed the car door and walked back to the driver's seat.

Mr. Wen sat him on his lap, a small ball, and it didn't weigh much.

"Let me hug you too." Mrs. Wen looked at Hengheng's white and tender little face and couldn't wait to hug him.

Mr. Wen blocked her hand, "Wait, let me hug her for a while."

It is rare to see him so childish, Mrs. Wen couldn't help laughing.

She looked down at Hengheng, with smiles all over the corners of her eyebrows and eyes, "I look like Gu Ying when she was a child."

When Hengheng heard her words, he took the conversation cleanly, "Dad said so too."

Mrs. Wen chuckled and reached out to touch the fat on his face, "What are Hengheng's favorite things to eat? Grandma will buy it for you."

Hengheng's eyes lit up, and he counted carefully with his fingers, "Potato chips, chocolate, lollipop..."

Mrs. Wen agreed immediately, "Okay, buy everything for Hengheng."

In front, Gu Qingning looked at the back seat through the rearview mirror, smiled at the corner of his lips, and started the car and left.

Along the way, Hengheng coaxed the two elders to the point of smiling.

There was constant laughter and joy in the car.

Wen Ye looked at it and couldn't help but tickled, "It's different for the next generation to be married."

He has never enjoyed this treatment.

To him, the old man always beat him every two days and every three days, so he never whispered like this.

Gu Qingning laughed softly when he heard his words.

"If you envy me, you can do it too."

Wen Ye tilted his head and looked at her in confusion, "What does it mean?"

Gu Qingning said slowly, "You can get married early and have a child, and you can get this treatment."

“…”

Wen Ye's expression gradually cracked and she gave her a blank look.

Which pot doesn’t open, which pot is picked up.

...

When he returned to Wen's house, Mr. Wen got out of the car and still held Hengheng without letting go.

Wen Ye approached him and said with a smile, "Dad, let me hug you too."

Mr. Wen squinted him, "Can you hug you?"

Wen Ye straightened his back and said confidently, "Of course, how difficult it is to hold a child."

Mr. Wen took the opportunity to urge him to get married and said angrily, "I want to hug you, why don't you get married and have a child."

Wen Ye, “…”

Whoever he provoked, he was always the one who was injured for Mao.

The group walked into the living room. Wen Yi watched Mr. Wen bring a child back, and her face showed a little surprise.

At the same time, Wen Zhuo was also confused, "Grandpa, where did you bring the child?"

Wen Ye sat on the sofa and crossed his legs, "Don't worry, it was not stolen, it was Gu Ying's son."

Gu Ying's son?

Wen Yi looked at the little bitch in Mr. Wen's arms, and there seemed to be a hint of disgust in her eyes.

Anyone who is involved in Gu Qingning and his sister will be blacklisted by her.

At this time, four or five servants walked in one after another, carrying various toys in their hands.

Mrs. Wen hugged Hengheng from the old man's arms and said softly, "Hengheng, these toys are for you, see if you like them."

The servants put the toys on the carpet, and the exquisite toys piled up into hills.

Hengheng's eyes suddenly became brighter, and his vermilion-red mouth bent.

"I like it, thank you great grandma."

Wen Ye teased him, "Hengheng, I bought the toys. Should you thank me too?"

Hengheng turned his head to look at him, looked at him seriously, and shook his head.

Wen Ye frowned, "What are you doing when you shake your head?"

Hengheng pursed his lips, and a trace of entanglement flashed in his clear eyes, "Uncle II said, I can't talk to you."

Second uncle?

Wen Ye was stunned for a moment and reacted slowly that the person he was talking about was Gu Che.

He narrowed his eyes, "Why can't you talk to me?"

Hengheng said with a silly voice, "Uncle Two said you specialize in lying to children and like to hit people, saying that it hurts if you hit people."

On the side, Gu Qingning was drinking water and was choked when he heard his words.

"Ahem."

Wen Ye's face turned black, okay, you Gu Che, that's how he ruined his image.

Still talking bad things to a child in front of him, doesn’t his conscience hurt?

"Your second uncle lied to you. He likes to cheat children the most and likes to beat them up, but don't be deceived by him."

Before he finished speaking, Heng Heng frowned and looked quite angry, "You are not allowed to say bad things about my second uncle."

Wen Ye looked at the little guy's fierce expression, and was angry and funny.

Little brat, he has a pretty bad temper.

Mrs. Wen glanced at him and said amused and laughed, "How old are you? You still quarreled with a child. Are you embarrassed?"

Wen Ye leaned back and looked at the ceiling with no desire.

Yes, it's his fault again.

Mrs. Wen stood up, held Hengheng's hand and walked towards the pile of toys, "Hengheng, let's play with toys."

Hengheng's emotions came and went quickly, and he was immediately attracted by the new toys.

Mr. Wen walked over and played with Hengheng.

The two elders and one young men get along happily.

Wen Zhuo sat next to Gu Qingning with the computer and continued to ask her about modifying the program.

Wen Yi looked around and felt like she was out of place here like an outsider.

She bit her lip, and the jealousy in her heart became stronger and stronger.

The first time I came here, Hengheng was still a little uncomfortable, and he kept sticking to Gu Qingning during the meal.

"I want to sit with Sister Ning."

Gu Ying took a lot of time to correct Gu Che and the others' names, but when it comes to Gu Qingning, the little guy stubbornly refused to change his words.

Gu Qingning didn't care about these things, and called them whatever he liked.

She curled her lips and reached out to carry him to the chair beside her.

Hengheng sat down obediently, and said with a curved eyebrow, "Sister Ning, great-grandfather said he would take me to the orchard after dinner, would you please go with me?"
Chapter completed!