Chapter 862 Find the child and confirm the inner thoughts

  The Secretary-General also doesn’t understand why the President is obsessed with a child.

  Only because that kid happened to save him?

  In the quiet study room, only the sound of Mo Shimo tapping the table top with his fingers.

   KOKO——

  Slightly but powerfully.

   penetrates the eardrum, as if beating the heart.

  Suddenly, the sound stopped abruptly.

   Immediately afterwards, there was a rustling voice.

  That is the wheel rolling on the ground.

  Originally, Mo was sitting in a chair when he was in prime, already turned around and faced the floor-to-ceiling windows.

  Outside the floor-to-ceiling windows is the garden of the Presidential Palace, where the flowers bloom brightly, unbeaten in all seasons, and are bathing in the warm sun, swaying with the breeze.

  He remembered that Wen Churan loved these flowers the most. When he was pregnant with a little one, he would carry a kettle and spend some time in this garden every afternoon.

  Previously, I was planning to press a swing in the garden, but because of her pregnancy, it was too dangerous to give up.

  When the sun was shining, she was lying on a chair in the back garden, taking a nap while stroking her abdomen. There were snacks and tea next to her, as well as her favorite maternal and child magazine.

  When her stroke of stroking her lower abdomen slowly stops, it means that she has completely fallen asleep, and the servant will come forward in time to cover her with a thin blanket.

  If the ink is empty in prime, he will do all this.

  Unfortunately, all of these can only be reduced to a memory.

  Five years, it has long been covered with sad dust.

  Can't catch, touch, and never see again.

  Things drifted away, and when he was in prime, Mo remembered the conversation with that child when he had an asthma attack.

--"what are you doing?"

  ——"Help you!"

--"help me?"

  ——"Yeah! Save you by kissing! Look... you have been saved by me, so you should call me a savior!"

  Perhaps, the idea in his heart is not absurd, but real!

  So, he wants to find that child and urgently wants to confirm his inner thoughts!

  ——

  "The wind and the sun are beautiful...the birds and the flowers..."

  Small fried dough sticks holding his cheeks, "Little actor, are you poetic in the early morning?"

  The little milk can glared at him, “I’m not educated, it’s terrible!”

Immediately afterwards, facing the floor-to-ceiling window, opened his arms as if embracing the warm sun. The small face with closed eyes was full of enjoyment, and the soft and waxy voice slowly confided from the pink lips, "The sun is shining." , The sky is clear, the flowers are red and the willows are green, Vientiane is renewed, the sun is like fire, and the breeze is smooth."

  Small fried dough sticks muttered "Oh... memorizing the text!"

  At this moment, the door of the room was suddenly opened, and Mu Cheng stood outside the door and asked, "Are you ready?"

  "Ready!" The little milk tank immediately opened his eyes, exclaimed and rushed to the door, suddenly pounced into Mu Cheng's arms.

  Mu Cheng adjusted his collar for him, "Well, they are very handsome."

  The little milk can stretched out his hand and helped Mucheng tidy up his collar.

  The capital of country V, there are a lot of fun places.

  In the morning, Mu Cheng took a small milk can and a small fried dough stick to the amusement park.

  This kind of thing is not suitable for adults like him, it is fun to play with small milk cans and small fried dough sticks.

  After eating at the restaurant at noon, Mu Cheng took a small milk can and a small fried dough stick to the mall for shopping.

  Playing around is a child’s nature, even the small milk cans that have always been mature.

  He was crazy all day, it was even more terrifying than being beaten up with blood.

  (End of this chapter)