Six years later, she took three milk balls to blow up the world

Chapter 642: Believe in your husband
An Yan just walked into the house after get off work. As soon as she opened the door, she was greeted by a warm and lively room.

The vacation for the three little ones has ended and they have resumed their regular campus life. They have now been taken home by Zhan Mochen.

An Suisui and An Nuannuan were playing games and practicing piano, while An Chenchen was left studying the newly sent program from Song Jing on the tablet. They were both very busy.

Only Zhan Mochen, the most laid-back father, occupied the small sofa in front of the window where An Yan usually sat with a coffee cup. His slender legs were crossed and he was playing with his mobile phone with one leg slightly crossed.

He wore a crisply ironed white shirt and suit pants that gave him a casual and casual look.

An Yan deliberately stood at the door for a moment longer.

Gu Shiyuan's incident made her very depressed, but the warmth of the coveted room in front of her instantly soothed her exhaustion.

Zhan Mochen heard a slight noise at the door, raised his head, and happened to look into the smiling eyes of the little woman.

With a slight movement of his fingers, the newly edited message was sent.

Wanting to withdraw, An Yan heard a "ding dong" at the door. She changed her slippers and took out her phone to check.

There is only a simple line of text on the phone screen.

[Zhan Mochen: Wife, come home quickly and give me a hug. 】

"..."

An Yan's cheeks burned and she looked at the person by the window in surprise.

When did this man learn to act coquettishly?

The person who sent the text message stared at her with a slightly shy face and a deep look in his eyes.

"Cough cough..."

Zhan Mochen coughed twice, trying to hide his embarrassment, but the coffee cup shaking in his hand defeated his disguise.

He simply stopped pretending, put down his coffee cup and mobile phone, and stretched out his hand towards An Yan: "Come here."

Well, the domineering president of her family rarely acted coquettishly, so An Yan decided to satisfy him.

She put down the bag in her hand and walked over, obediently snuggling into the man's firm embrace.

Zhan Mochen is tall and has long legs, and it was a bit aggrieved to sit on An Yan's special small sofa. Now that the delicate and soft little woman is in his arms, the small sofa space is even more cramped.

An Yan even heard the overwhelmed creaking of the small sofa.

She struggled for a moment: "Would you like to change places?"

Zhan Mochen was using his long arms and legs to trap the restless little woman in his arms. When he heard this, his deep eyes suddenly lit up.

"Change the bed?"

"No, I mean to move to the big sofa..."

"Ok, deal."

Zhan Mochen glanced towards the living room and piano room. The three little ones were so focused that they didn't seem to notice that their mommy was back.

good, very good.

Zhan Mochen immediately stood up with An Yan in his arms and went straight to the bedroom on the second floor as quickly as possible.

An Yan was shy and embarrassed, but she didn't dare to shout for fear of disturbing the three little ones.

When the three children heard the footsteps and raised their heads, they were all confused.

An Suisui and An Nuannuan looked at each other.

"Is Mommy back?"

"I didn't see it. Daddy went upstairs, right?"

Only An Chenchen was the calmest: "Mommy is back, but she may be a little tired and went upstairs to rest."

"Oh, let's call mommy after dinner."

The three little ones lowered their heads and continued their own affairs.

bedroom.

Zhan Mochen hugged the little woman and kissed her passionately.

An Yan didn't respond too distractedly, and even seemed a little distracted from time to time.

This absent-minded attitude soon aroused the man's dissatisfaction.

Zhan Mochen bit An Yanyanhong's lips hard and breathed heavily: "What are you thinking about?" "Honey, I encountered something today."

An Yan put her arms around Zhan Mochen's neck and spoke in a low voice.

Zhan Mochen was startled and quickly understood that the little woman had something on her mind.

He turned over, pressed her into his arms, inserted his slender fingers into her soft hair, and stroked her gently.

"No matter how big the deal is, just leave it to your man and let's talk about it."

"Ah."

An Yan lay on his solid and flexible chest, as if a drifting ship had finally found a harbor, feeling particularly stable.

The things that had troubled her all day didn't seem so unspeakable anymore, and she spoke them out naturally.

"When I was shopping with Xiao Shao today, I saw Gu Shiyuan. He was walking arm in arm with a young woman. They looked very intimate."

An Yan skipped those difficult inner struggles and simply summarized it.

But Zhan Mochen understood immediately.

Gu Shiyuan is a person who rarely appears in their lives. The key is that he has close contact with Bai Yuxin.

Bai Yuxin even had a good impression of Gu Shiyuan, so An Yan suspected that Gu Shiyuan was in two different situations.

But thinking of Gu Shiyuan's slightly familiar face, Zhan Mochen felt that he didn't look like that kind of person. Thinking this in his heart, his mouth moved faster than his brain.

"Mr. Gu looks very stable and sincere. He doesn't seem to be someone who plays with emotions. Is there any misunderstanding in this process?"

"I saw with my own eyes that he was holding that woman's arm. The two were talking and laughing, and even put their heads together to talk. Apart from being a father and daughter, which young girl would be so close to a middle-aged man?"

"Could they be father and daughter?" Zhan Mochen stroked An Yan's silky-smooth hair and couldn't put it down.

"How is that possible?" After An Yan finished speaking, she suddenly thought of something else.

Although she had tentatively asked Bai Yuxin about Gu Shiyuan, she did not ask in detail about this man's family background.

Could it be that, as Zhan Mochen said, the relationship between that woman and Gu Shiyuan was not what he thought?
"Yan Yan, many things are caused by misunderstandings. Even if Gu Shiyuan really has something to do with that woman, it actually doesn't matter. As long as he is single, it is really a legal relationship..."

"What do you mean?"

An Yan raised her head and looked at Zhan Mochen in surprise, her almond-shaped eyes widened, and she was furious: "Are you saying that men are lustful by nature? You see that he is a man, and you want to speak for him?"

"This is both true and false."

Zhan Mochen couldn't help laughing when he saw the little woman's angry look.

An Yan was still angry: "What's right and what's wrong?"

"It's human nature for men to be lustful. This is only half true - I'm only lustful towards you."

Zhan Mochen pushed her back into his arms, turned over and deliberately teased her: "Can I show you my true nature now?"

After saying that, he pressed down directly and continued the unfinished kiss just now.

Everything An Yan wanted to say was swallowed back, and she was so angry that she pinched Zhan Mochen's waist several times.

Zhan Mochen remained unmoved and continued to do whatever he wanted, looking like a rough-and-tumble deadbeat who was not afraid of pain.

An Yan: ...

Forget it, my man is in pain and he really can’t do anything.

Fortunately, Zhan Mochen just held her for a while and didn't go any further. After he had kissed her enough, he let go of her slightly.

An Yan lay in his arms, feeling a little dizzy.

At this time, the magnetic voice of the man above his head came very clearly.

"Yanyan, you don't need to worry about this matter anymore. Leave it to me to handle it. I will definitely give you a satisfactory result."

"but I……"

An Yan wanted to say that she had already found someone to investigate.

But before he could say anything, he was blocked by the man's hot lips again: "Believe in your husband."

"..."

(End of this chapter)