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

She forced herself to suppress her trembling voice, and then begged in a low voice: "Mu Fan, where are you now?! Are you off work?! Sheng Sheng suddenly felt a little uncomfortable. Come to the hospital to accompany him, okay?!"

Yang Mufan put one hand in his trousers, which still faintly imprinted with the small shoe print of Yang Muan. With deep black eyes, he lightly looked at Yang Muan, who had put down the car window and was staring at him eagerly. He was silent for a while, and then asked in a low voice. : "Is Shengsheng not feeling well?! Seriously?! I'm still in the company, tonight... I guess I'll have to work overtime."

A gust of icy cold wind that was stronger than a gust of wind blew the entire treetops, rustling. .

Wen Xiaorou stared at the tall, slender, but particularly unfamiliar tall and straight male figure standing at the door of the company with dead eyes.The sand rolled into the eyes by the wind fascinated Wen Xiaorou's eyes, and her tears rolled down silently.

Yang Mufan held his mobile phone and waited silently for a while, but when Wen Xiaorou didn't speak, he frowned and asked softly, "Xiaorou?! Are you listening to the phone?! Why aren't you talking?!"

"..." Wen Xiaorou suppressed her choked voice, and replied in a low voice, "I'm listening."

"Tomorrow the company has a very important meeting. I want to stay in the company to work overtime to read the contract information. The hospital, I will go there after the meeting tomorrow, okay?!" On the window, there seemed to be a bit dissatisfied with his dawdling and lost his temper. He raised his hand to signal him to be quiet and not to make noise.

Yang Mu'an puffed up his cheeks angrily, staring at him resentfully and angrily.

Unhappy to the extreme.

Wen Xiaorou tightly covered her mouth, her normally proud and straight body curled up uncontrollably.

I don't know if it was because the autumn wind was too cold, but her teeth chattered non-stop.

Yang Mufan faintly felt that there was something wrong with Wen Xiaorou today, and she would not be so silent on weekdays.

So, he suddenly asked: "Xiao Rou, did something happen?"

The words of concern are as warm and pleasant as ever, but they are also polite and unfamiliar.

Wen Xiaorou gritted her teeth tightly, and said in a low voice, "I'm fine, but Sheng Sheng misses you, so I asked. Since the company has something to do, you should do your work first, and I won't bother you."

After speaking, Wen Xiaorou directly cut off the phone.

Hearing the urgent busy sound of "beep" coming from the receiver, Yang Mufan just frowned, without thinking too much, he walked quickly to the black car, opened the door, and got in still...

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Yang Muan clamored for sushi, and Yang Mufan took him to a high-end Japanese restaurant first.

But Yang Mu'an disagreed, and insisted on arguing, yelling, and crying to go to another place to eat.

Mu Wanqing coaxed him first, and admired An's temper, which made him disobedient at all.

Finally, at 07:30 in the evening, at a sushi food stall not far from Mu Wanqing's rented house, a family was full of people, and admired Fan was sitting there in a suit and leather shoes.

Heroic thick sword eyebrows, frowned deeply and tightly, with extremely complicated and weird eyes, looking at the admirer who is stuffing his mouth with a big mouth... In his eyes, the sushi is extremely dirty and unclean. .

Admire An and asked inarticulately: "Uncle, why don't you eat it?! Mommy used to bring An An here to eat sushi. An Anke likes the sushi here."

Ps: On weekends, Feifei takes a little rest.I went out on a date yesterday, came home too late, and drank again, and today I have a terrible headache.I didn't want to change it at first, but I only wrote 1000 words in front of the computer for two and a half hours, which was really inefficient.I won't change it today.Tomorrow will be updated earlier, now go catch up on sleep... %>_<%