Di Shao snatches a kiss in the middle of the night: arresting his ex-wife

Mu Wanqing blinked her lovely big eyes, smiled at him, and said coquettishly, "Han, can you stop drinking?!"

"No!!" Wei Zhehan refused bluntly.

Mu Wanqing twitched her lips, and said quietly: "It doesn't taste good at first glance, I always think: if you drink it, you will be poisoned."

"Mu Wanqing, I made chicken soup for you with good intentions, but you don't appreciate it?! It's fine if you don't appreciate it, but you still hate it?! I have never felt that you are so indecent." Wei Zhehan said angrily.

Mu Wanqing's momentum is not weak either.Unceremoniously retorted back: "It's not that I don't appreciate it, nor that I despise it on purpose, but... since childhood, you have made some black dishes to poison me. I always have the right to protest against being a guinea pig?! Ming Knowing that you don't have the ability in this area, you should be quiet, okay?!"

Hearing this, Wei Zhehan immediately exploded.

"Miss Mu, what do you mean by 'doing all black food to poison you'?! Didn't I think of you?! Didn't I want you to make up for it?! Do you have the right to accuse me?! How good is your craftsmanship? ?! The cooking you cook is obviously darker than mine, and when it’s over, you force me to be a guinea pig with a worse attitude, otherwise you will kill me, why didn’t you say that the guinea pigs also have the right to protest?!”

"When did I cook black food and force you to be a guinea pig?! My cooking skills are superb and invincible, okay?!"

"Yes, it's really superb. I ate it with Yang Mifan and ran the toilet for three days!!"

"..."

Admire Fan...

Admire Fan...

Mu Wanqing felt that he was like a steel knife stuck in her chest, which could not be touched or pulled out, otherwise the blood would not stop.

She silently lowered her eyes and raised her hands to her chest.

For three full years, no matter whether he disappeared or he came back, every time she heard his name, or thought of his name, or read his name, her chest always felt a sharp pain.

Wei Zhehan realized that he had said something wrong, and immediately stood there silently, not daring to say anything more.

After a long silence, Wei Zhehan took the lead to break the silence between the two of them, picked up the chicken soup and planned to go back to the kitchen: "Don't drink it, I'll go out and pack one for you later."

But Mu Wanqing snatched it away, and kept scooping up the chicken soup with a spoon and stuffed it into her mouth, tears streaming down her face.

She cried and said, "Wei Zhehan, the chicken soup you stewed is really unpalatable, so unpalatable...I burst into tears."

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For half a month since Jinxiu City left, Yang Mufan didn't move at all, and she was so quiet that Mu Wanqing was a little restless.

It is absolutely unscientific to admire Fan's extremely vengeful personality.

She was really worried and scared.

Wei Zhehan quarreled so stiffly with him, if Yang Mu Fanzhen made a move, something would happen to Wei Zhehan.

"Hey!!" Involuntarily, Mu Wanqing sat on the bay window and sighed.

The afternoon sun is golden and bright.

But Mu Wanqing felt that her heart was dark.

Wei Zhehan pushed open the door, and saw Mu Wanqing sitting there downcast at a glance. He raised his eyebrows slightly, knowing that she was in a bad mood, so he advocated: "It's not a solution to shut yourself up at home all day long. I I will take you out to get some fresh air, there is a newly opened western restaurant nearby, it tastes good, I will take you to have a romantic candlelight dinner."