He raised his eyes, looked at muyazhe coldly, turned the quilt to one side without expression, got out of bed with self-expression, walked slowly to the window, leaned against the wall, and raised his arms.

"Why are you here? At this time, shouldn't he go home to accompany his fiancee? I always get tangled up with my mommy. I hate it. "

A mouth, the first word is full of pricks, cold raw to prick over, prick people hurt.

He was not surprised by his indifferent and cold tone.

The child, too sensitive, carefully hid his most vulnerable side.

Muyazhe saw that he was close to the wall, as if it were such a big wall. At this moment, it was his dependence.

"Are you proud?"

Muyazhe looked at him with a light brow.

The little milk pack tightly pressed his lips. At this moment, he was like a runaway beast, with no sense of security. He held his arm to death, forced down all the indignation and uneasiness, and repeated the sentence again: "bully my mommy in front of me, are you very proud?! Moyazhe? "

He called out his name directly. When he heard it, he was not angry. He just bent his lips and said slowly, "according to generations, you should call me daddy."

"Daddy?" The good-looking eyebrows of yuntianyou start, "why?"

"By the way, you have my blood, is that enough?" said muyazhe

Two father and son, one big and one small, form two extreme situations of fire and water.

Clouds protect the eyes. "Is that enough? Not enough! "

He suddenly raised his haughty chin, his eyes fixed on the handsome face of the man, but his tender voice showed firmness that could not be ignored: "do you think that we are related by blood, I should call you" Daddy "? I'm six years old, six years old! Have we met in the past six years? Have you ever done your father's duty? Now it comes out without any reason, asking me to recognize you as a daddy? "

He said, his thin body was trembling.

Yun Tianyou frowns and frowns, lowers his head and strangles his wrist, as if he could suppress his anger.

He lowered his eyes and said, "muyazhe, I think you have made a mistake. It's not that we are related by blood. I should recognize you as a father. "

Mu Yazhe was stunned.

Yuntianyou looked up at him and asked with a sudden sneer, "did you hold me when I was born? When I'm afraid of the dark at night, have you ever sung a nursery rhyme at my bedside to lull me to sleep? Have you ever comforted me when I was bullied by other children? When I was in kindergarten, the children were all picked up by their father. Where are you? Where were you when Mommy was bullied? Now, six years later, you come out of nowhere and ask me to call you "Daddy". Do you think that you are qualified? "

His tone is not much excited, and his voice is always calm and calm, but in his words, the childish childish voice is slightly trembling.

Although he calmly seems to be describing something that happened to others, but between the lines, there are already dry blood and tears.

Yun Tianyou said coldly, "you will never know how mommy and I have lived these six years."

"For six years, I didn't know that I had a son," he said slowly