Chapter 1108 Wife, I'm Here to Take You Home (1)

Just at this critical moment.

The little cubs began to squirm restlessly. Rong Zhan was still holding such a large bouquet of flowers. He was afraid that it would be unsafe, so he immediately put them down. Then he picked the most delicate rose among the 999 roses, and finally just simply Holding it sideways in his mouth, he finally picked up the cub one by one.

This scene is simply amazing.

The rose in his mouth was particularly bright, but against Rong Zhan's delicate and evil face, his whole person's aura was even more evil and sinister. People are simply more stunning than flowers.

Sangxia stopped singing and just looked at him holding the two little ones with a rose in his mouth. Her eyes were hot, but she had stopped speaking for fear that the sound would be too loud and shock the two little ones.

The stage was very high, so she lowered herself down from the front of the stage so that she could hold the flower in her mouth and the child's eyes level with Rong Zhan.

The rest of the band had already finished from the climax. Rong Zhan approached with a flower in his mouth. Sang Xia took it and held the rose with its thorns firmly in the palm of his hand.

And Rong Zhan looked at Sang Xia's moved eyes filled with tears, and slowly said something and handed it to her, "The child's mother is giving it to you."

Damn the child.

Such three common words made Sang Xia bite her lower lip lightly, and the warmth in her eyes became even more intense.

Sang Xia took the rose, and when countless fans suddenly cheered loudly again, Sang Xia raised her head slightly, and was stunned for a moment when she saw it.

Over the square where thousands of people could see, countless delicate rose petals fell from the sky, dancing gracefully. In this night sky, at this moment, it was like a dream, and they screamed with joy.

Sang Xia, on the other hand, had already stooped down, caressing his cheek with one hand, and pressed it against the side of his face.

After all, this was a public place. Even though she was a mother, she was still embarrassed to do anything else, no matter how much she thought about it or how much she missed him.

Naturally, Rong Zhan didn't want to disturb her singing too much. The two people's eyes met, and after the sky was thundering and the earth was burning, he whispered, "I'll wait for you after the performance."

Afterwards, it was time to go back with the two cubs in hand.

However, an accident happened at this time. When the little Bawanghua saw her mother's hand and wanted to hug her, she suddenly left. I couldn't stop crying and started crying.

Her mother was by her side and refused to be hugged. At this time, she suddenly burst into tears, and Rong Zhan had no idea what to do.

The little Bawanghua just grabbed Sang Xia's finger and didn't let go. When Rong Zhan was about to leave, the little boy leaned out, but he didn't let go and was about to start crying.

Seeing this, Sang Xia smiled helplessly and simply hugged her son over.

Rong Zhan's eyes asked if this was really okay, but Sang Xia smiled and said, "It's okay, you can come back after a song."

As she spoke, Sangxia held her son's little buttocks firmly with one hand, held her son in her arms, and walked back to the high chair. From the beginning to the end, the little bully flower took the initiative to hang on her body.

With his arms around her neck and wearing a small pocket-sized suit, he lay on her neck, relying on the intimacy. This scene made people feel warm in their hearts. Seeing that nothing was wrong, Rong Zhan couldn't help but look at the corner of his lips. A smile appears.

Sangxia blocked the little guy's ears with her own earplugs to prevent her singing voice from shocking him. Fortunately, it was the next song that their group was going to sing——