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

"..." Mu Wanqing was completely speechless now. She hugged her son and remained silent for a while before she spoke, "An'an, liking you and liking uncle are two different things. To your mother , is a treasure given to mother by God; and uncle, he is a rib taken away by God from mother's body."

Perhaps, this analogy is impractical.

However, this is indeed the case for her to admire Fan Fan: every time she thinks of him, there will be a dull pain in the missing place.

The night in late autumn is really extraordinarily quiet and quiet.

There was nothing but the rustling of the wind as it passed through the treetops.

When Mu Wanqing was feeling a little sad, Yang Muan suddenly responded, and he said, "Shh~, mom, please keep your voice down, if your uncle hears that you compare him to a dog's favorite bone, he You will definitely be angry, and An An will not be able to protect you by then."

"..." Mu Wanqing was immediately overwhelmed by her son's words.

However, after a short period of astonishment and stiffness, she felt that her son was really cute.

While being teased and laughing, she lowered her head and kissed her son fiercely: "An'an, don't be so cute, okay?! You're going to make mother happy to death."

Yang Mu'an obviously didn't understand what he said to make her mother happy like this, but she just stared at her with innocent and blank eyes.

Mu Wanqing laughed for an unknown amount of time. Finally, she finally got back to the topic and said solemnly: "An An, promise mom, okay?! Uncle will come back later, don't call him uncle anymore, call him dad, okay?!"

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From the back door of Xi Shangyuan to the main entrance, Yang Mufan walked very quickly. It usually takes half an hour, but today he only took 10 minutes.

Not long after he entered the garden, he heard Admiration An's excited and excited cry, "Uncle?! Uncle...Uncle..."

Before Yang Mufan regained his composure, he saw Yang Muan in pajamas flying towards him.

Obviously, the street lights are so dim, and the moonlight is so bleak, but Yang Mufan sees his son's eyes, which are extremely bright and shining.

The moment Yang Mu An hugged his leg tightly, Yang Mu Fan's whole body trembled faintly for some reason.

Wearing a thin shirt, he looked down condescendingly and hugged his thigh tightly, raised his little head high and looked at his son, smiling unusually brightly.

Yang Mufan looked straight at his son. After a long while, he squatted down and hugged him up, then asked in a low voice: "It's so late, why haven't you gone to bed yet?! It's not that I want you to go to bed early and get up early to take care of your body. ?!"

Admiring An An replied: "Because An An is waiting for her uncle, An An wants to sleep with her uncle."

Yang Mufan didn't say much, and walked to the villa with Yang Muan in his arms.

Mu Wanqing, who was standing by the swing, was holding a blanket, and was surprised to see that Yang Mufan came back on foot without driving, and was only wearing a shirt.

She froze for a moment, then quickly stepped forward, put the blanket on his body, and wrapped her son in it, she frowned and asked, "Why didn't you wear a coat?! How did you walk back?! Where's the car?! Yes Didn't something happen?!"