Cute baby strikes: Daddy let go of my mommy

Chapter 292 The price paid

Speaking of An You, Pan Zimu fell silent, and looked down at Han Zhixin who was hugging him tightly. He didn't know what Han Zhixin was thinking.

It's just that the most difficult thing for him now is Qing Anyou.

How can I explain it to Qing Anyou?
Han Zhixin held Pan Zimu's waist tightly, "Brother, we have been brothers for so many years, don't abandon me, okay? Brother."

"Shut up." Pan Zimu remained expressionless, but stretched out his hand to break away Han Zhixin's hand, and frowned a little irritably.

Han Zhixin was silent, but looked at Pan Zimu with some despair, the cramping pain in his heart, is it really coming to an end?Is it true that even brothers can't do it?
Why did it become like this.

Suddenly there was a knock on the door, breaking the silent and awkward atmosphere. Both Pan Zimu and Han Zhixin were stunned, and they saw Pan Zimu get off the bed.

Han Zhixin looked at the back of Pan Zimu's whole body with only a bath towel surrounding his lower body, his face flushed. Although he had taken the medicine, he knew how enthusiastic he was.

The marks on Pan Zimu's body can explain everything.

The door was opened, and the woman dressed as a waiter outside the door had a signature smile, "Sir, the clothes you ordered have just arrived, sorry to keep you waiting."

Pan Zimu raised his eyebrows, but he didn't say much. He took the clothes handed over by the woman, closed the door, and frowned slightly.

"Brother, what's the matter?" Han Zhixin asked curiously, and naturally saw the clothes in Pan Zimu's hands, his face changed slightly, "This is not the clothes you ordered, is it?"

"No." Pan Zimu shook his head, but there was a bit of murderous intent on his face, needless to say who gave this dress now!It must be the woman who called last night.

Sure enough, Han Zhixin thought the same way, his face was a little dignified, it was all the fault of this woman, otherwise how could there be anything like last night.

Thinking of this, Han Zhixin was still afraid, what if Pan Zimu cut off contact with him completely?He couldn't do it, at least now he couldn't do it without contacting Pan Zimu.

He could not speak for a long time before, but they didn't have a relationship, and he didn't know his mind even more, but now he did what he couldn't do, and he expressed what he couldn't express.

If Pan Zimu hadn't been a brother, they might not even be able to meet each other in their lifetime.

He doesn't want that!

No matter what Han Zhixin thinks about, Pan Zimu, who is as smart as Pan Zimu, doesn't understand. He doesn't want to be brothers with Han Zhixin, but if he doesn't, the friendship of so many years will disappear.

He picked up the clothes and handed them to Han Zhixin, "This morning..."

"What happened this morning was just an accident. Nothing happened to us." Han Zhixin grabbed Pan Zimu's hand and smiled self-deprecatingly, "Hey, Brother Pan, if you don't tell me, I won't tell you, An You won't know! We didn't What does it matter, we are all men, brother Pan, we will continue to be friends, just like before."

Once you do something, you can no longer be friends, let alone brothers!

Pan Zimu looked at the begging man with tears in his eyes, and sighed deeply, "Get dressed, you are right that we are all men.

Don't say forgive or not forgive, if it is too serious, he can't open his mouth!
When Han Zhixin heard this, he nodded impatiently, "Okay, I got it, I got it."

Pan Zimu fell silent, looked at Han Zhixin who was busy changing his shirt, turned around, and put on his clothes too.

White shirt, black trousers.

Simple and unadorned clothes, after Pan Zimu put on his clothes, he glanced at Han Zhixin, only to see Han Zhixin lying weakly on the bed, only his upper body was covered with a shirt, and even the buttons of the shirt were wrongly buttoned.

"what happened?"

"I'm weak." Han Zhixin's face turned reddish, and he was a bit embarrassed. He didn't know why he could lift his hands to put on his shirt just now, but now he was so tired that he couldn't even lift his hands.

Pan Zimu looked at Han Zhixin helplessly, and finally lifted the quilt helplessly, buttoned all the buttons that Han Zhixin had buttoned wrongly, and then put on his pants.

Han Zhixin looked at such a gentle Pan Zimu, his eyes drooped. To be honest, he really wanted to say, if you don't love him, don't treat him so gently. This will give him hope, which is too cruel.

But he couldn't say anything.

Pan Zimu picked up Han Zhixin who was on the bed, glanced at the time, it was almost twelve noon, "Let's go."

"Where to go?"

"Go home first, then eat." Then he went to look for Qing Anyou, he suddenly wanted to see Qing Anyou, if Han Zhixin was not too tired to move at this time, he would have left long ago.

Han Zhixin hummed, but he didn't lean on Pan Zimu's face, a bit embarrassed.

He opened the door, which attracted a lot of attention. As soon as he walked out of the hotel, a group of people suddenly surrounded Han Zhixin and Pan Zimu.

Spotlights kept flickering.

"Producer Han, what is the relationship between you and this gentleman?"

"Mr. Han, are you gay?"

"Mr. Han, is it because your sexual orientation is wrong that you invested in "Eternal Regret"?"

Suddenly, problems from all directions came to my face.

Pan Zimu frowned, and even Han Zhixin's complexion changed. Although he was a little pale, his gaze was on each of them, "I won't answer any of your questions!"

All the people Han Zhixin had seen couldn't help but tremble. To be honest, they were too presumptuous. They suddenly forgot that the man in front of them was Han Zhixin, and the strength behind them should not be underestimated.

"But……"

Han Zhixin sneered, "No, but now you are hindering me."

Pan Zimu heard something from this sentence, and walked out with Han Zhixin in his arms, with an ugly and scary face.

Got into the car.

Han Zhixin sat on the co-pilot, a little embarrassed, "Brother, don't worry, the questions asked by these reporters today will not appear in the newspaper."

"En." Pan Zimu drove very nimbly, and felt that there were reporters following him behind him, so he quickly got rid of him.

That's how he hurt Pan Zimu.

Han Zhixin couldn't bear it, so he held his hand tightly. He would never let go of the woman who drugged him yesterday. He caught her, and he will take revenge for whatever he says!
He admitted that he didn't want to have a relationship with Pan Zimu, Pan Zimu is a very loving man!

Even though she knew that Qing Anyou only regarded him as a family member and never found a woman or a man, but last night she broke this rule for him.

So Han Zhixin knew that he was Pan Zimu's first person, but if the premise of having a relationship was to completely break with Pan Zimu and never be able to contact him again, or even see him face to face, then he didn't want that to happen at all.

Qing'an Youzhen was scrolling through Weibo, looking at the two people with the latest headlines.

Although Pan Zimu's face was covered with a mosaic, she could tell it at first sight.

"Anyou." Ye Meiqi hugged Qing Anyou from behind, leaning her head on her shoulder, "I suddenly want to go out to play, so you can go out with me this afternoon."

Go out for a walk, go out for a walk, and there are no problems.

Qing Anyou shook his head, put down the phone, and took Ye Meiqi's hand, "But I don't want to go out now, not to mention it's not safe now, you are also a pregnant woman anyway, stop talking nonsense."

"Hey, look down on pregnant women!"

"It's not that I look down on pregnant women, it's just that I look down on you!"

"..." Ye Meiqi let go of Qing Anyou resolutely, she is so stupid, why did she send her to the door for Qing Anyou to tease.

Qing Anyou held Ye Misaki's hand tightly, stood up, pulled Ye Misaki into her arms, leaned on her shoulder, and smiled slightly, "Thank you."

It was so strange for them to say thank you to each other.

Ye Meiqi snorted and hugged Qing Anyou.

Cheng Yisan, who came out of the kitchen, saw this scene, instantly dissatisfied, frowned, feeling very uncomfortable.

Ye Yan also came out from the kitchen with the dishes, and saw his father's eyes glowing angrily at the two women hugging in front of him, and the corners of his mouth couldn't help but twitch.His dad is really super stingy, he doesn't have any measure of a man, so he is still angry.

"Mom, come and eat, Mommy."

"Okay." Qing'an let go of Ye Meisaki with a smile, took Ye Meisaki and walked to the dining room, glanced at Cheng Yisan who was looking at her with a strange look, and smiled helplessly.

Four people gathered around the dining table, Cheng Yisan and Ye Yan made a lot of things.

Ye Misaki had exercised in the morning, so she naturally needed to replenish her strength.

Cheng Yisan caught fish for Ye Meixiao, "Be careful of stabbing."

"Got it." Ye Misaki smiled.

Ye Yan pouted, smirked, and caught some fish for Qing Anyou, "Mom, be careful."

No wonder it is said to be a small one, what does it look like.

Cheng Yi's teeth itched in anger, and even Qing Anyou smiled a little.

"Come on, come on, Daddy has some pickles, it's nutritious." The little milk bag was broken, so she picked some carrots and pickles for Daddy.

Cheng Yisan didn't like this the most, "Then you should eat some dried shrimps too."

Watching the battle between father and son, Ye Meiqi and Qing Anyou picked up the rain in the bowl and ate it at the same time, their expressions changed slightly.

But no one said much.

The little milk bag glanced, "How is it, is the fish delicious? I haven't cooked it for a long time."

Ye Meiqi still smiled sweetly, "It's okay, let's make do."

"Yes, it's okay." Qing Anyou smiled, but a trace of worry crossed his mind.

The meal was quite satisfactory, and I packed up and played.

Ye Yan went to get things from the house, and the three adults who stayed behind didn't show any expressions on their faces, even if they did, they were just worried.

"The taste of the little milk bun seems to be aggravated." Qing Anyou sighed deeply, the fish was made with too much salt.

Ye Yan likes to cook very much, it is impossible not to know, unless it is based on his current taste.

Ye Misaki nodded, with a somewhat complicated expression, "Yes."

(End of this chapter)