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

She asked curiously: "Sister-in-law De, what happened?! Why are there so many pajamas..."

Mrs. De frowned, and replied: "Master An wants to wear bear pajamas, the young master asked me to buy back all the bear pajamas from all major brands in City A, but the young master didn't want them. No, I want them too." Go out and continue to contact the major manufacturers to find clothes. Wen Xiaorou, I'll go to work first, it's getting late, if I don't buy the pajamas that Young Master An likes, I'm afraid we will suffer..."

As she said that, Mrs. De's little maids who were following behind all looked as if they were in imminent disaster.

You know, when the last fifty pieces of clothes were brought in, when Yang Muan still shook his head and pouted and said that there was no bear pajamas he wanted to wear, how ugly and gloomy was Yang Mufan's face at that time.

If it weren't for the presence of Young Master An, they might have died collectively.

Wen Xiaorou nodded, and led Sheng Sheng back to the side, making way for Mrs. De and the maids carrying their pajamas.

Up and down, twenty maids moved fifteen times before they took all the clothes away.

Wen Xiaorou stared gloomily at the truck loaded with pajamas, and disappeared into the yard. She took Admiration Sheng's hand, and unconsciously, she pulled it tighter and tighter. She hated her so much that her teeth were about to be crushed...

Is it just a pajamas? !

Do you need such a big battle? !

I am afraid that others will not know: Is Yang Muan your son? !

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night.

After Wen Xiaorou coaxed Sheng Sheng to fall asleep, she saw that Yang Mufan was still in Yang Muan's room, lying on a small bed and telling stories.

Admire Fan Jian's brows were tightly frowned, and his complexion was a little unhappy.

Obviously, it was rejected.

Wen Xiaorou knocked on the door lightly, then walked in, and said in a low voice, "Get out of the way, I'll tell a story to An An."

Yang Mufan glanced at him lying in his arms, and looked at his aggrieved eyes, Yang Muan, without any intention of moving.

Wen Xiaorou said: "It's very late, you hurry up to take a shower and go to bed, don't you have to go to the company early tomorrow morning?! I'll come to put An An to bed."

Instead, Wen Xiaorou said to Mu An with a smile on her face: "An An, Auntie will tell you a story, okay?! What stories does An An like to hear?! Auntie can tell a lot of stories!!"

Yang Muan nodded, and then rolled out of Yang Mufan's arms.

Disliked again, Yang Mifan had no choice but to get up reluctantly.

To be honest, he really wanted to punch that brat.

He let go of his identity, and kindly told him stories to lull him to sleep, and let him be ungrateful, and pick and choose.

After a while, he said: Uncle, your tone is so blunt, without emotion.

After a while, he said: Uncle, the story you told is really boring.

I'll say it later: Uncle, your story is told so fast that I can't hear it...

Enraged, Yang Mifan wanted to slam the door and leave, but in the end he held back.He wanted to see what kind of tone this little thing likes.

……

Early the next morning, Yang Mufan got up at six o'clock, went out for an hour's morning jog, and when she came back covered in sweat, Wen Xiaorou happened to lead Sheng Sheng downstairs to have breakfast.

Just as Wen Xiaorou was about to go forward with a towel, she asked Yang Mufan to have breakfast first, and then went upstairs to take a shower.

Unexpectedly, she was not allowed to take any action, and there was a sudden earth-shattering scream in the quiet villa: "Ah, it's not good, Mrs. An, something happened to Master An, and he suddenly stopped moving. Hurry up and call the doctor!" , Mrs. De-"

Before Yang Mufan could react, she saw the maid who was taking care of Yang Muan rolling down the stairwell in panic...

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