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

She is like a pet that is trying to please its owner, with a wide smile and a sweet voice: "Mu Fan, is your neck sore?! Then sit down quickly, and I will massage it for you. My craft is good, press it Very comfortable to wear."

However, Yang Mufan smiled coldly, glanced at her with disdain, and then: while sitting down proudly like a gentleman, he turned his dark eyes full of evil smiles to the lying on the bed, being muffled. Wanqing abandons her, and she looks a bit resentful and pitiful to admire Ann.

That look, that posture, it's hard to mention how proud and comfortable they are.

Admire Fan raised his eyebrows, and then conveyed a message with his eyes: Xiao Mian, you continue to frighten me! ! ! ! !Continue to act cute to your mommy and pretend to be pitiful! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! !See if your mommy is still a bird to you! ! ! !Wipe~, fight with me, you are too young! ! ! ! !

Admire An's exasperated, flawless and beautiful little face, which flushed crimson.

He gave Yang Mufan a vicious look, then turned to look at Mommy who was smiling and giving massage to Yang Mufan meticulously. Yang Muan pouted, and then called out pitifully: "Mummy, An An suddenly felt very uncomfortable, you Come here and give An An a hug, okay?! Mommy!!"

Saying that, Yang Muan opened her arms towards Mu Wanqing.

As soon as her son said that she was uncomfortable, Mu Wanqing's nerves suddenly tightened. She was so nervous and frightened that she let go of Yang Mufan and ran back: "An'an, what's wrong?! Tell mom, my mom will call for you... "doctor.

However, before she could take two more steps, someone grabbed her wrist.

Immediately afterwards, Admiral Fan's deep voice of command sounded unhurriedly: "Where do you want to run?! Continue to press me."

When Mu Wanqing heard this, she frowned deeply and tightly: "An An said he was not feeling well."

Yang Mufan sneered: "Uncomfortable?! Look at that little thing's evil face, where is there any sign of discomfort?! Mu Wanqing, you are stupid, can you please brighten your eyes too?! Being deceived by your son, It's a shame."

"But, what if An'an is really uncomfortable?!" Mu Wanqing was really worried.Her son was not in good health, and she never dared to neglect him a bit.

After hearing this, Yang Muan immediately provocatively provoked, and howled even more: "Mummy, An'an is really uncomfortable, Mommy, come and hug An'an, Mommy, Mommy, Mommy...Wow..."

Hearing her son cry, Mu Wanqing's whole heart twitched fiercely.

When she tried her best to shake off Yang Mufan's hand, Yang Mufan took a step ahead of him, and shouted at Yang Muan with a ferocious face: "Yang Muan, is it really uncomfortable?! If you feel uncomfortable, you should see a doctor, but It’s not about asking mom to hug you, how about this, I’ll call and ask Uncle Nishimachi to come over and give you ten or twenty stitches, which will make you feel much more comfortable.”

Saying that, Yang Mufan took out his mobile phone and made a gesture to make a call.

Of course, the hand holding Mu Wanqing's wrist naturally did not let go.

After hearing what he said, Mu Wanqing was immediately furious.

What does it mean: If you feel uncomfortable, you should seek a doctor instead of letting your mother hold you? !Ask Xiding to come over and get ten or twenty stitches? !An An is their son, not a pig, not a cow, the dose of medicine is so large, and they want to kill their son, right? !

When she was angrily about to break free from Yang Mufan's confinement, pointing at his nose and scolding him for his lack of humanity, Yang Muan, who was clearly still rolling on the bed a few seconds ago, suddenly jumped up from the bed.

He stood on the bedside angrily, staring angrily at the man who took out his mobile phone and was making a call, with his small fist, he squeezed it tight.

Admiring An Yin's gloomy and cold little face, she yelled aggressively: "Mom, it's mine, not yours. Why do you want to occupy Mom to give you a massage instead of letting her hug me?! Also, I don't want to give you a massage." inject--"

Admire Fanyun glanced at him calmly, and turned to murmur leisurely: "First of all, if you feel uncomfortable, you should get medical treatment and injections. Let me ask you, are you still feeling uncomfortable now?! Secondly, about who your mother is This topic is very serious and practical, and I think I have to analyze it with you. Admire An, your logic is ridiculously confusing and embarrassing, come, I will help you sort it out out of kindness."

"You were born by your mother, in other words: you belong to your mother, not your mother is yours. Furthermore: I only had you with your mother, that is to say: your mother is definitely mine. Popular Summarize in an easy-to-understand way: you belong to your mother, and your mother belongs to me, so you are naturally mine too, understand?! If you understand, then don't jump around in front of me, let me see A joke. Do you have the nerve to snatch your mother from me?! Do you think you can win?!"

Saying that, Yang Mufan sneered coldly: "Don't irritate me any more, and don't drag me in front of me, otherwise, your mother and I won't want you anymore, believe it or not?!"

Young master An An was severely stimulated. .

He was small, standing on the head of the bed, trembling faintly, his cheeks were bulging, and his nostrils were moving.

He and Yang Mufan stared at each other for a while, then he slid off the bed in a numb manner, ran towards Mu Wanqing, hugged her thigh while emphatically emphasizing: "Wuuu~, mom It belongs to An An, mother is not a big bastard. Woo~, mother belongs to An An alone, not anyone else!!!!!! Mom won’t want An An, woo~, big bastard, you actually instigated Mom doesn't want me, wow~, bastard..."