Yang Mufan kept turning his face away, motionless, his thin lips moved gently, and he said, "Xiaorou, before marriage, I don't want to do anything but hug!"

"..." Wen Xiaorou stared straight at Yang Mufan without saying a word.

Yang Mufan frowned, then turned around and walked to the master bedroom: "It's late, you go back to your room and have a good rest. Let's go back together tomorrow morning."

Looking at Mi Fan's handsome back who disappeared quickly, Wen Xiaorou's hands hanging on both sides of her body were firmly pulled into fists.

Do you want to do nothing before marriage? !

When he returned to China and saw Mu Wanqing, now that he has his own son, would he marry her? !

Wen Xiaorou stood in the dark corridor, smiling ironically and desolately...

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At night, the darkness is so dark that there is no trace of light.

Tang Moyu sat beside Mu Wanqing, listening to her babbling: "This is when An An was just born, and the nurse took this photo for me with my mobile phone. Look at him, he is wrinkled, does he look like a bird?" Shar Pei?!"

While speaking these words, the dim orange light was projected impartially on Mu Wanqing's pale and haggard face, and Tang Moyu could clearly see the happy and lonely smile on her face.

"Tang Moyu, do you know?! The first time I saw An An was five hours after I gave birth. The nurse helped me to the nursery. Through the transparent glass, I saw that he was wrinkled all over his body. I was terrified at the time, thinking that something was wrong, the nurse told me that babies will be wrinkled after being soaked in amniotic fluid for a long time, and they will be fine in a few days."

"Look, this is a photo of him three days later, how beautiful and cute he looks."

"I borrowed the landlady's wife's camera to take this on the day An'an learned to climb."

"This was taken on An An's first birthday."

"This is the first time An An learned to walk, and this is the first time An An called her mother..."

"..."

Tang Moyu sat there, quietly listening to Mu Wanqing tell the stories behind each of these photos. While he marveled at Mu Wanqing's super memory, he was also heartbroken.

After Mu Wanqing finished talking about the thick box of photos, her bright eyes suddenly dimmed.

With her pale fingers, she gently stroked the photos in the box, and murmured to herself: "Why didn't I take more photos before?! There are so few photos, it's not enough to look at."

In the past, she always felt that she had taken enough photos of An An.

The idea at the beginning was: When he grows up, I can make him a growth book and give it to him.

It wasn't until now that she realized that the three hundred photos were really pitifully few.

When she was flipping through it, she hadn't looked at her son's appearance carefully, and it was gone.

Just when Mu Wanqing was extremely depressed, she suddenly exclaimed: "By the way, Tang Moyu, on the day An An was born, the doctor printed his small handprints and footprints, do you want to see them?! I'll get them for you, you see You will find it unbelievable that a newborn baby has such small hands and feet."

After saying that, Mu Wanqing was about to get up, but was held down by Tang Moyu: "Enough Mu Wanqing!!!!"

Ps: At the end of the last chapter, I edited it a little bit, you can go back and watch it again.

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