Cute baby strikes: Daddy let go of my mommy

Chapter 467 Be patient

Mu Luo seemed to see what Han Ling was thinking, and the corner of his mouth mocked.Han Zhixin frowned, stood up directly, stood beside Mu Luo, looked at Han Ling who was very close to him, "You all sit down first."

"Okay, but I want to sit by your side, little brother." Han Ling acted like a baby, not letting go.

Han Zhixin frowned, "Nonsense, sitting there is not sitting, Lingling, don't make me angry."

"..." Han Ling snorted heavily, looking at the persistent Han Zhixin, she could only sit at the place closest to her little brother, gritted her teeth secretly.

pissed her off!

Bai Fan and Ye Yan were calm, they sat down directly, it doesn't matter where they sit, because they want to talk about something, if they really want to talk about robbing someone, they will leave, they have already done it outside the door, why wait until now.

Mu Luo pulled Han Zhixin to sit down, but Han Zhixin looked up at Pan Zimu and bit his lip, "Brother, why don't you sit down?"

Unexpectedly, Pan Zimu walked over slowly, and Mu Luo looked at the person who was about to walk over, his eyes darkened.

Han Zhixin looked at the people who were getting closer and closer to him, and his heart throbbed, and he felt an inexplicable pain, which made people feel like they couldn't breathe soon.

"Brother Pan..." The person standing in front of him was the person he had been secretly in love with for many years. He thought he would make up his mind to forget it, but broke it again and again. The person he loves the most is also the person who has hurt him the most after living for so many years. .

Pan Zimu squatted down, squatting in front of Han Zhixin, Mu Luo looked gloomy, and punched him.

Han Zhixin didn't know where the power came from, he grabbed Mu Luo's arm directly, and roared softly, "Muluo, I won't allow you to do anything!"

Han Ling's eyes shone brightly, it seemed that the little brother still had a crush on Big Brother Pan...

"..." Mu Luo gritted her teeth, held Han Zhixin's shoulder tightly, and said angrily, "Xiaoxin!"

Han Zhixin didn't wave Mu Luo's hand away, but just looked at Pan Zimu, who was squatting in front of him, looking at him as an equal, and said in a flat tone, "Muro, I'm married to you, so I won't get a divorce!"

This sentence clearly yelled to Mu Luo, but it was said to Pan Zimu, and even more so to himself.

Mu Luo remained silent, never expecting Han Zhixin to say such a thing.

But Pan Zimu stretched out his hand and grasped Han Zhixin's left wrist. He didn't speak, but just felt his pulse quietly.

"I'm fine, Brother Pan, I'm fine, Mu Luo took good care of me." Han Zhixin smiled, "Brother Pan, look at my complexion is normal, my body is 100% fine."

Pan Zimu's expression was very calm, and he unconsciously exerted force while holding Han Zhixin's hand.

Eye to eye, neither of them spoke for a while.

It is still familiar, but the bitterness spreads in the heart, making people feel an indescribable sadness and despair.

Mu Luo said indifferently, "Have you held enough, Pan Zimu?"

The clenched fist creaked.

Only then did Pan Zimu come back to his senses, he pulled out his hand, but sat directly on the other side of Han Zhixin.

This sofa is actually very spacious, with more than enough room for three adult men.

Han Zhixin was taken aback for a moment, turned his head and looked over, why?
Mu Luo clenched his fists, and murderous look appeared in his eyes, if it wasn't for Xiaoxin, he would have already made a move now, that's all, hold on!For Han Zhixin!
"You're fine." Pan Zimu appeared and said this.

Bai Fan raised his eyebrows slightly, could it be that Pan Zimu is really interested in Han Zhixin?
Han Zhixin trembled all over, rolled his phoenix eyes lightly, and smiled the same as before, "Brother, I said that Mu Luo took good care of me. We just got married, so of course he won't let me have anything to do."

Why can you still move your heartstrings with a word, why do you want to snuggle just because you are close?Why do I still like you so much, I clearly made up my mind.

Pan Zimu turned his head and looked over, feeling a little pain in his heart, "Xiaoxin, I don't worry that you are fine."

Mu Luo sneered again and again, holding Han Zhixin's waist, and said in a mocking tone, "As long as Xiaoxin is by my side, how can I let him have an accident! Pan Zimu, do you think I can't protect the person I like?"

Pan Zimu had no expression on his face, he didn't even glance at Mu Luo, he just ignored him.

"That's enough, don't talk about it." Han Zhixin glanced at Mu Luo lightly, "When will the food you talked about be served?"

Mu Luo snorted, "Immediately."

"..." Han Ling, who was sitting on the side, was very jealous in her heart. She really deserves to be Brother Pan, with such a strong attitude, but she has to admit that Pan Zimu still occupies a very important position in the heart of her brother. Nothing can compare.

Bai Fan has been quietly watching from the side, never expecting that Han Zhixin likes Pan Zimu so much.

Moreover, Pan Zimu didn't seem to have any affection for Han Zhixin, and now he needed to think carefully about how to match them up.

Ye Yan didn't think that way, he was not very good at things like feelings, he didn't pay much attention to the struggle between the three, but raised his eyebrows slightly, "You guys haven't eaten lunch yet so late ?"

They ate it on the plane.

At this time, it seems that the time is not too early.

Han Zhixin nodded, "Yeah, we haven't eaten yet, Ye Yan, have you eaten yet? Would you like to have some later, the rice porridge here is delicious."

"I'll forget it, we've already eaten on the plane." Ye Yan smiled sweetly, "Uncle Han, I think you seem to have lost weight, have you been drinking too much rice porridge these days?"

The tone of a smile is not a smile.

Han Ling rubbed her chin and observed carefully, "Yes, little brother, are you too thin? Why are you like this, Mu Luo? You keep saying that you like my little brother, but that's how you take care of him? I think You're just talking about it."

No matter how you look at it, Mu Luo doesn't like it!
If you don't do it directly, you're giving yourself enough face.

Mu Luo snorted coldly, Han Zhixin was puzzled, "Have I lost weight in the past two days? No way! My weight hasn't changed."

"That's not necessarily true. Maybe it's because I've made you too tired these days, which caused you to lose weight. Han Ling is right, we just need to do less tonight." Mu Luo's tone was neither yin nor yang, obviously Deliberately, these words seem to reveal a different flavor.

Han Ling's face changed suddenly, and she stood up as soon as she patted the sofa, "Muluo, your second master!" The words burst out immediately, her eyes burning.

Not to mention Han Ling, even Pan Zimu's expression turned ugly.

Han Zhixin smiled lightly, "Muluo, there is no need to say such things! There are children, I think you are free, go and see when the rice porridge will come out."

Ye Yan blinked, this kid should be talking about him, right?

"I won't go." Mu Luo directly refused, "Unless you go with me too! Why can't those words be said, we are married now."

Han Zhixin stood up immediately, with anger in his phoenix eyes, "Okay, I'll accompany you!"

"That's right." Mu Luo took Han Zhixin's hand and quickly walked into the kitchen. He admitted that those words were said to Pan Zimu and Han Zhixin in a different way.

Looking at Han Zhixin who fled in despair, Han Ling stood up straight away and walked up to Pan Zimu, "Brother Pan, I really don't want to cooperate with scumbags, so the three of us can deal with him!"

She couldn't bear to say such things in front of her.

Pan Zimu knew Han Ling's anger, but said, "Lingling, calm down first."

"I can't calm down." Han Ling gritted her teeth, "How can you bear what Mu Luo said? Even if you don't like little brother, I thought you were treating him..."

Speaking of this, Han Ling fell silent. Seeing Pan Zimu's face became more and more cold, she couldn't speak for some reason.

Pan Zimu's face is not right, so don't say it lightly.

Not to mention Han Ling, even Bai Fan and Ye Yan found out.

"Han Ling, don't say that." Bai Fan smiled wickedly, "What's more, Mu Luo is right, he is married to Han Zhixin now, so what if he wants to talk about what happened to the couple at night Is it okay? Don’t stare at me, Pan Zimu. Don’t forget what we are here for today.”

A kind reminder, don't forget what you are going to do today even when you are angry.

Pan Zimu smiled indifferently, "I haven't forgotten."

"I haven't forgotten either, otherwise I would have rushed up immediately." Han Ling clenched her fists, a bit unwilling, and she really shouldn't be impulsive now.

Ye Yan didn't expect Bai Fan to interject to say such a thing, his eyes drooped slightly, his eyelashes flickered, and he was very beautiful, "Yes, Bai Fan is right, the purpose of coming here today is nothing but Uncle Han forgotten."

Han Ling sat on the sofa, took a deep breath, "Yes, so we are enduring."

This is exactly what she said.

Ye Yan saw that Han Ling had indeed calmed down quite a bit, but sat up straight, "I'll wait for a while to persuade you, you keep silent, and Aunt Han Ling won't persuade others, don't say later that Mu Luo is messing with you I'm in a hurry, can I talk about Bai Fan's other things?"

Bai Fan touched Ye Yan's head with regret, "There is no problem with this! It's a pity that I didn't pull you into the Dragon Gate."

It's such a pity that such a good talent was ruined like this.

In fact, Bai Fan also knows that if Ye Meiqi is not for saving Ye Yan's life, it is absolutely impossible for Ye Yan to join the terrorism. What's more, in Ye Yan's opinion, he prefers to join the anti-terrorism by himself, which belongs to the most just side , but ultimately failed.

Han Ling nodded, but she didn't speak anymore, because she knew that as long as she didn't speak, Mu Luo wouldn't irritate her.

Bai Fan put his arms around his chest, glanced at Pan Zimu who was sitting across from him, looked at the expressionless man, and smiled, "Even if you don't speak for a while, Mu Luo will still irritate you."

Felt the need to gloat.

Pan Zimu glanced at Bai Fan, "You talk a lot of nonsense."

"Nonsense? No! I'm not talking nonsense."

(End of this chapter)