Exclusive Property: Mr. Mu’s Favorite

At this time, the little guy in front of him also saw the envelope, kneeling down and holding a small hand to get it.

Xicheng took him one step, took the envelope in his hand, took a look at the writing on it, quickly opened the envelope, and reached in and out to pick up the things inside.

"Get it!"

The little guy stretched out his small hand and pinched the empty envelope in his hand. Xicheng released his finger and let him take the envelope away, and he unfolded the trick in his hand.

At first glance, I suddenly burst into a brow.

The first one is an English birth certificate with the birth date of the little one. In the mother's column, I read ALISISAA, my father's column, and I wrote HANGU.

HANGU?

his name?

Is he the father of this child?

Xicheng fingers trembled and raised his face to look at the little guy in front of him.

At this moment, the little guy has sat on the floor with his calf, separating the mouth of the envelope, learning how he looks and putting his little hand over it.

Regaining his gaze, Xicheng speed will take away the birth certificate above. There is also a document below - M national citizenship certificate, social security card, passport to China...

At the bottom is a neatly folded piece of stationery, put the things in your hand on the floor, and Xicheng quickly unfolds the letterhead.

"West City:

He is called a good encounter, and his name is missed.

I believe that at this time you have guessed who the child is, no problem, he is your son, now just one year old. If you have doubts about this, you can take him to do a paternity test.

I have some things, it is inconvenient to bring a child around, think about it or decide to give him to you. After all, you are his father and have the responsibility and meaning to take care of him.

The package contains his favorite milk powder, diapers and a few pieces of his changing clothes, and a note sheet..."

After waiting for the letter to finish, Xicheng has suddenly stood up, and the coats rushed out of the living room without a set, rushing all the way to the gate and opening the door.

"Summer warm!"

"Summer warm!"

"Summer Warm -"

No one answered, only the night wind like an icy palm plunged from the hem and collar, passing over his skin.

Holding the letter, standing in the snow at the gate, Xicheng frowned.

"father!"

In the distance, the faint voice of the little guy was faintly heard.

Xicheng turned his face and saw that the little guy didn't know when he followed him out and was swaying to the steps.

"Don't move, stop!"

Anxiously shouting, Xicheng turned to the direction of the villa, watching the little guy walk to the edge, he was anxious to jump out.

"Missing, don't move!"

The little guy didn't realize the danger at all, and watched him run over, his face immediately showing a smile.

"father!"

"Don't move, Dad is coming!" Xicheng rushed over, stepping on the snow all the way, when he was about to approach the steps, his foot slipped and threw himself into the snow.

On the steps, the little guy looked at him as he fell, excitedly squeaking his little hand and giggling.

Regardless of the snow on the body, Xicheng quickly climbed up, took three steps and rushed to the steps in two steps, and picked up the little guy from the steps. Then he breathed a sigh of relief. "You scared me!"

The initiator did not realize the erroneous consciousness at all. He only learned how to look at him with a small mouth and a big gasp. It seemed to be very funny and giggled.

Putting the little guy's look in his eyes, Xicheng first frowned, then he smacked his lips and screamed.

"Small things, you still laughed at the loss!"

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