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

"Really?!" Yang Mufan asked indifferently with a blank face.The voice was low and deep, but inexplicably cold and chilling down the spine.

Seeing Yang Mufan come back, Wen Xiaorou let go of Yang Muan and stood up from the sofa.

Go up quickly.

"Mu Fan..." she whispered, her big watery eyes were shining with uneasiness and panic.

Yang Mufan just glanced at her indifferently, still expressionless, and after a while, he asked sullenly: "Why did you come here?!"

In fact, he wanted to ask: Who took the courage to tell her the address of this villa.

Wen Xiaorou stared straight at every expression on Admire Fan's handsome face, although she was calm as always, but... her dark brown pupils were too dark.

Lowering her eyes, Wen Xiaorou replied in a low voice: "I'm a little worried that you haven't come home lately, so I asked Tianhu and the others privately...Mu Fan, are you unhappy that you came here without your permission?! Then I will Just go back."

Speaking of which, Wen Xiaorou took her coat and bag and was about to go out.

Yang Mufan turned around and went upstairs, Leng Youyou said: "No!!"

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Yang Mufan took a quick shower and went downstairs to Yang Mu'an's room in gray and white home pajamas. Wen Xiaorou was leaning against his narrow children's bedside, holding a fairy tale book, and gently hugging him, with a woman's unique tenderness and sweetness. The voice told stories and lulled him to sleep.

Admire Fan leaning against the door, not moving for a long time.

The sharp black eyes are mysterious and deep, like a black hole, making it impossible to guess what he is thinking at this moment.

Yang Mufan feels that Yang Muan has been with Mu Wanqing alone for too long, and he lacks the company of his father, so his temperament is a bit like Mu Wanqing's, lacking the fortitude of a boy, and he is extraordinarily timid, so... Admiring An For the room, he directly asked the designer to design the navy style.

I hope that I can slowly change the character of admiring Ann.

Sometimes, he would rather admire An to be as flamboyant and domineering as admire Sheng, rather than hide behind him in fear when encountering a little bit of trouble.

The children's room, which is dominated by white and blue, is only lit by an orange desk lamp, so the light is very dim.

The dim light, just shrouded Wen Xiaorou who was telling the story vividly and impartially.

Against the backdrop of the light, her eyes were soft, and her smooth black hair poured down like a waterfall.

The suburban villa at ten o'clock in the evening was extremely quiet.

Wen Xiaorou's pleasant voice, like a yellow oriole, echoed low and low in the corridor on the second floor, as beautiful as the sounds of nature.

Admiral Fan felt: Such a picture is really too beautiful and warm.

The coldness and frost in the bottom of the eyes dissipated a lot with the passage of time.

After Wen Xiaorou coaxed her into a deep sleep, she quietly left the room.

When the door was gently closed, Wen Xiaorou just raised her head and said, "Mu Fan, why are you..."

Unexpectedly, before she could finish speaking, Yang Mufan suddenly pulled up her numb arm that had been pressed by Yang Muan for more than an hour, and with her slender and beautiful fingers, gently but forcefully pressed the acupuncture points and rubbed them for her.