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

Mu Wanqing immediately froze in shock.

The password turned out to be: her birthday? !

Mu Wanqing held the mobile phone of Yang Mufan in astonishment, and all three souls and seven souls flew out of the sky.

The reason why she couldn't believe it was because she didn't believe that Mu Fan would use her birthday as a password at all.

So, when Mu Wanqing came back to her senses, she desperately suppressed her beating heart and locked her phone again.

It must be that when she entered the password just now, she accidentally entered the wrong number, and she didn't notice it, so she thought it was her password.

Admire Fan, how could he remember her birthday? !

Obviously... Every year when she celebrates her birthday, she reminds him very bluntly that he still can't figure out that it's her birthday.

In other words: he never remembers her birthday.

Back then, she cried and asked him why she remembered Muchen and Shen Mengxin, but she couldn't remember her birthday.

Facing her crying with tearful eyes, he replied indifferently and disdainfully: "I never let meaningless things occupy my brain capacity."

No one knows how long she ran home so angry that she wrapped herself in a quilt and cried.

When unlocking the phone for the second time, Mu Wanqing's mind went blank with a "buzz".

She sat on the toilet in a daze, looking down at Fan Fan's cell phone. For a moment, she felt an indescribable emotion rushing wildly in her chest.

sour.

Astringent.

painful.

At the same time... It is undeniable that there is a hint of sweetness.

When Mu Wanqing came out of the bathroom and returned to the bedroom, it was already an hour later.

In the room, it was dark and dark.

She stood by the bed, leaning on the soft bed with the dim street light spilling in from the window, and could only see a man with a vague silhouette. She couldn't help but suddenly tightened her hand holding the phone...

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Seven in the morning.

When Mu Wanqing woke up in a daze, she just opened her blurry eyes when she saw Yang Mu Fanchen running back, changing clothes after taking a bath, and planning to go downstairs for breakfast.

She was lying on the bed, staring blankly at his skillful buttoning, tie, and arranging his clothes, handsome and charming.

Every move, there is a refined and noble atmosphere.

In her memory, this was the second time she saw him getting up early and getting dressed.

However, such a scene is not unfamiliar.

After seeing him wake up for the first time, Mu Wanqing would always have the same dream for a long time afterwards: every day when she opened her eyes, she would see the bright golden sunlight in the bedroom, admiring Fan Li standing in front of him. In the light, while arranging her clothes, she shouted at her: "Mu Wanqing, don't stay in bed, brush your teeth right away, and then go downstairs for breakfast..."

Mu Wanqing couldn't help but be fascinated when she saw Yang Mifan arranging her clothes.

After Yang Mufan took out the cufflinks from the cloakroom and pinned them on his sleeves, Mu Wanqing stared at his cuffs, becoming more and more dazed...

When Mu Wanqing went downstairs to eat breakfast, Yang Mufan hadn't gone to the office yet, and was sitting in the dining room reading the newspaper.

Seeing her going downstairs, Mrs. De greeted her with a smile: "Miss Mu, are you awake?! Are you having breakfast now?! I'll ask the servant to prepare it for you immediately."