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Chapter 1720 Sweet Marriage Chapter 281 Tell me, does he call you often?

Hao Xiaoman was stunned for two seconds, then smiled symbolically: "Well, when did you come here, sister-in-law?"

The weight that had been weighing heavily on her shoulders unknowingly became much lighter. Nan Mubai didn't know when he stood up straight, but he still held her waist symbolically with one hand.

Lin Wanqing took a few steps to the coffee table to put down the coffee, and made a gesture to help him up, but she was thrown away before her fingers touched the man's sleeve.

When Hao Xiaoman helped him to sit down on the sofa, the man leaned lazily on the back of the sofa, tugging at the collar of his shirt with one hand, his voice was cold and almost harsh: "Who allowed you to come in by yourself?"

He didn't even look at her when he said this.

Lin Wanqing froze in place for a while, bit her lower lip heavily with her white teeth, and said dryly, "Mom made some snacks and asked me to bring them to you. I waited outside the door for two hours but didn't get you. It's cold, so I had to... come in by myself."

Hao Xiaoman didn't say anything, just looked at her silently, then turned around and went to make honey water for Nan Mubai.

Behind him, he could vaguely hear the man's contemptuous sneer: "Are you reminding me to change the password?"

Walking into the kitchen, Hao Xiaoman closed the door, thinking that it would be great if his attitude towards Rong Feifei could be as decisive as Lin Wanqing's...

When the honey water came out after washing, Lin Wanqing was no longer in the living room. It was probably because he poked a sore spot that he couldn't stay for a second and left in such a hurry.

Hao Xiaoman put the honey water on the tea table, went over to help him untie the tie that was pulled aside, and asked, "Should I take a bath now or later?"

Nan Mubai didn't seem to expect that she wouldn't even ask about Lin Wanqing, he raised her chin with his long fingers, under the bright light, his eyes seemed to be reflected in a lake with a bright moon, dazzling .

"So wide-hearted? The rival in love is here, and you don't even have the intention of swearing that you are the mistress?"

Hao Xiaoman smiled, and brought the honey water to his lips: "Haven't you already made people look at you? Do you need me to add more to the snake?"

"Ah……"

Ah?Oh what?Isn't she right?
She gave him a white look, and patiently fed him a glass of honey water. When there were only a few mouthfuls left, the man suddenly raised his hand and held her hand.

She cast him a questioning look.

The man's drunken eyes were dark and heavy, filled with some unpredictable emotions, he just stared at her for a moment: "Tell me, does he call you often?"

Hao Xiaoman was taken aback, and almost immediately realized who the "he" he was referring to was.

"No, it's almost the few times you know."

After a pause, she added with a half-smile: "What? Afraid I'll cuckold you?"

Nan Mubai didn't smile, but stared at her eyes burningly, and asked again: "Xiao Man, do you love him?"

Xiaoman, do you love him?
Hao Xiaoman smiled, but suddenly couldn't laugh anymore.

She blinked, not wanting him to probe into her emotions too much, so she lowered her head and staggered his gaze, and put the water glass aside: "You lie here for a while, and I'll get you bath water."

Nan Mubai didn't persist in asking, and even let go of his hand.

Perhaps, in his heart, he didn't really hope that she could answer him, because when a question is asked, there will always be different answers, and some answers don't sound so pleasant...

(End of this chapter)