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

Chapter 633 Sleep Talking From the Deep of the Soul

If her guess is correct, the person who sings bubbles over and over again, and sings hysterically, is: Mu Wanqing...

Tianhu saw the change in Wen Xiaorou's face, and immediately didn't dare to provoke her anymore, and resentfully turned his attention back to the gambling table.

Obviously, Yang Mufan was not interested in playing cards at all, with a tall and straight body, he leaned upright on the soft and expensive sofa, and raised his hand to signal Sirius to help him read the cards.

Wen Xiaorou sat beside him in silence for a while, then suddenly leaned over to Yang Mufan, and let Yang Mufan hold the child in her arms, she said she was going to the bathroom.

Admiring Fan Ying's straight eyebrows, he frowned faintly, but hesitated for a while, and took Yang Mu Sheng over.

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Wen Xiaorou didn't go directly to the bathroom, but looked for the sound, and went to the door of the KTV room where Mu Wanqing was huddled.

Through the narrow and blurred window, she really saw Mu Wanqing huddled in the corner of the sofa, singing bubbles over and over again.

The volume of the ktv was turned up very high, and there was only one door between them. No matter how good the sound insulation effect was, Wen Xiaorou still felt that her eardrums were hurting from the vibration.

Maybe it was because she sang too hard, yelled too loudly, and the singing time was too long, her voice was not as loud and hoarse as before, accompanied by a sad melody, it was extremely shrill.

Wen Xiaorou stood at the door just like that, watching the woman who was singing and singing, and suddenly threw the microphone, covering her face and crying bitterly, her eyes were dead silent.

Against the background of the dim orange light in the corridor, the whole little face became paler and ashen.

She couldn't help sneering in her heart.While laughing at himself, he also sarcastically mocked Mi Fan.

After all, he still couldn't let her go completely.

He still cared about her after all.

If not, Admiral Fan would not have noticed the singing voice that was transmitted to the bar, under the confusion of noisy, harsh, and messy noises, which could be ignored at all.

If he didn't still care about it, if he didn't... still love her, how could he recognize that the singing voice belonged to Mu Wanqing.

She had heard Mu Wanqing's voice when she spoke, which was completely different from her voice when she sang.

Who would be able to tell the difference if he hadn't used his heart before? !

Facts have proved that Yang Mufan can indeed tell the difference, and, moreover, has been seriously disturbed.

Wen Xiaorou didn't know how deeply Mu Wanqing was buried in the corner of Admiration Fan's heart that all women could not break into even though they tried their best.

She only knew that he had built a tall and thick wall in that corner, and nothing could get in.

All she knew was that there was nothing but darkness and coldness there, but he never thought of letting anyone in to touch it or develop it...

Wen Xiaorou remembered the scene of hearing the name Mu Wanqing for the first time very clearly. After the first large-scale blood exchange operation, Yang Mufan was lying on the bed dying, and in a coma, he uttered deep dreams from his throat.

For three whole years, Yang Mufan never mentioned anything about Mu Wanqing, but after each operation, he would always call Mu Wanqing's name in a state of unconsciousness.

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