Chapter 111 (1/2)

Tong Tong's small appearance of worrying about gain and loss amused the waiter and chuckled away: "good luck to my sister."

"Well." The child pupil didn't hear what the waiter was talking about at all. He had been thinking all over the world.

Courage is saved, or she will not sit here now, like a little woman looking forward to a lover, looking at the entrance, hoping that Qu Yihong will appear there.

She made a decision anyway. If she didn't confess her son's existence, she would not take him to the next step.

In any case, you can't aggrieve your son.

If she has to choose one from the other, she'd better cut president Qu

It's a decision, but she hasn't figured out how to confess with Qu Yihong.

It's impossible for Qu Yihong to come to the meeting, so she said, "Your Excellency President, I have a son named Tong Yi. Would you like to take one for free?"

If so, do you want to frighten Qu Yihong into fainting and swelling?

Although she can fight, she is not a man after all. She can't bear his tall and straight man.

She has to be more polite.

"President, if you really like me, you should love everything I have, including my son, right or not..."

Tong Tong slaps his little head.

Love a thing, at most each other just a little like the meaning. Not to mention that Qu Yihong, who is used to all kinds of beautiful women, loves her everything directly. She's not Yang Yuhuan, Zhao Feiyan. She's so charming to men.

No, no, it's too unrealistic.

Change. Let's have a more obscure one.

"Mr. President, my son said that he missed me and wanted a daddy. Would you like to go back to see him with me..."

Before he finished, Tong Tong Tong went to the table.

She said that even if Qu Yihong didn't take her as an alien, he would treat her as a psychopath

Cry to death.

It seems that it's all a dead end. Should she just give up.

She felt that there was no way out of her life, and her future was very slim. She was patted lightly on her shoulder.

The pupil of the child is thin and angry, and he doesn't lift his head. He pats the other side open, muttering angrily: "what are you doing? I'm in a bad mood. Don't provoke me."

The voice did not fall, low laughter from her head.

Just listen to the sound, the child pupil's pink face turns red into a red apple.

Well, she's always embarrassed. How nice is the swelling

"I thought it was going to be a turn of the day, with peach blossoms in full bloom." Qu Yihong slowly opened the seat beside him, sat down leisurely, and raised his eyebrows. "It seems that I think more. The assistant is in a bad mood. He came to me to relieve his depression. "

I came to you to confess Tong Tong opens his mouth, but he can't speak a word.

I'm so flustered. As if they were doing super bad things.

Woo, she's a coward.

"Something on your mind?" Qu Yihong smiled lightly. "Look at the twinkling eyes. Assistant Tong seems to have something on his mind."

The key is to clench the fist again

"That..." Tong Tong hurriedly squeezed out a sentence, "can't you please Qu Zong to have coffee if you have nothing to do?"

Before he finished speaking, Tong Tong would like to slap himself to death.

She is the child pupil of bear's heart and leopard's gall. She dropped the chain at the critical moment for Mao. She dare not tell the truth.

"Coffee..." Meaningfully squinting at Tong Tong's pupil, Qu Yihong slowly grasps her little fist, slowly grabs open each clenched little finger of her, "I'll ask assistant Tong."