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

Mu Wanqing blinked her big watery eyes and stared at him warily.Not understanding his intention, he moved over like a snail.

However, when she saw two muddy buttocks impressively printed on the expensive and clean black sofa, she was suddenly... dumbfounded.

Why are there mud marks on the sofa? !No wonder Admiral Fan was so angry and questioned her. ~~~~(>_<)~~~~

If it was her, she would be angry if someone made such a dirty mess on her expensive sofa. ~~~~(>_<)~~~~

Not to mention: Admiring Fan Fan who is increasingly striving for quality and excellence in daily life. ~~~~(>_<)~~~~

Mu Wanqing panicked and opened her mouth to explain, but—

Not allowing her to speak, Yang Mufan was already ahead of her, baring her teeth and roaring: "Do you want to tell me again, who knows who sat on this butt mark?! This is completely nothing to do with you relation?!"

"How could I want to say that?!" Mu Wanqing expressed her grievance in the face of Yang Mufan's slander.She obviously wanted to apologize, okay? !

Yang Mufan smiled coldly: "Since I was a child, when have you ever said that?!"

From childhood to adulthood, which time...

From small to large……

Since childhood...

Mu Wanqing was stunned when she heard Yang Mufan's sarcasm.She looked up at him suddenly.It seems a little unbelievable: Admire Fan actually remembers everything about her so clearly.

Receiving Mu Wanqing's surprised and astonished gaze, Yang Mufan seemed to be aware of what he said just now, and his pretty sword-brows furrowed deeply immediately.

"Why are you staring at me?! Tell me, what about this sofa?! Mu Wanqing, I only have two sets of this sofa in the world." Yang Mufan changed the subject and said angrily.

Mu Wanqing froze for a moment, then said helplessly, "I'll clean it up for you."

As she spoke, she was about to roll up her sleeves and wipe.

Of course, before touching the sofa, she realized that her clothes were too dirty and would become more and more dirty after wiping, so she filled the room with sofa cleaner.

However, I searched inside and out several times, but couldn't find it.

She couldn't find it, so she asked Yang Mufan.

But Yang Mufan didn't care about her at all, with a dark and handsome face, he sat on the sofa diagonally opposite, holding a hair dryer, and blowing his hair.

Seeing him ignoring her, Mu Wanqing was really wronged.

Originally, she wanted to go to the bathroom to get a towel to wipe.

However, the towels and bath towels in the bathroom are all neatly folded and brand new.

Mu Wanqing had no doubts at all: if she wiped the sofa with a clean towel, would Yang Mufan kill her on the spot? !

So, after thinking hard for a long time, she glanced at the admired fan who was still on the short table, on the black towel that had been used.

Take his used towel to wipe and clean it, he shouldn't be too angry, right? !

Thinking about it secretly, Mu Wanqing has already taken small steps to get the towel.

Trembling and finally touching the towel, I was just about to go to wipe the sofa, but who knows...

"Mu Wanqing, do you still have to hang around in front of me hundreds of times before you stop?! Don't you know: you stink?! Hug me with your dirty body that emits a stench, polluting me It smells as bad as you, are you still not satisfied, not willing?! Now you still want to continue to smoke me to death, don't you?!" Yang Mufan couldn't bear it anymore, and roared angrily.